Chapter 3; Running into Your Secrety Identity
Her father was out again, doing whatever it was that he did and didn't need his family's help with.
Jessly pulled her hair down from its pig-tails and wiped off any leftover make-up from the night before. She straightened out her uniform skirt and top, pulling her hair down, deciding whether or not it should be up or down.
Up it was. She pulled it back at the nape of her neck and tied it, nodding in approval in the mirror. It was her first ever day of school, and she had enrolled herself in Gotham Academy.
Jessly grabbed her bag and opened her window before jumping out and climbing down the fire escape. She started running to school, not wantingto be late on her first day.
Damian sat in the plastic chair and looked over at his 'friend'. He was talking about some new movie coming out, but Damian was not interested. All he wanted in life was his fathers approval, good grades and to finish his favourite book serieswithout
fallingasleep.
Suddenly the door opened and their teacher strolled in. The class quieted and sat in their seats.
Mr. Wilson straightened his tie before speaking. "Class, we have a new student. Ms. Quinn?"
A girl walked into class, head down. Her blonde hair was tied back, showing offher features. When she looked up Damian was surprised that this girl was not out going, being a little shy instead.
Her blue eyes looked up as she stopped to face the class. They roamed the room. And then they stopped at Damian. He became flustered, cheek darkening and eyes widening in a way that made him look like an anime character.
His friend leaned forward from the table behind him and whispered, "Duuude. She's hot, and she's looking right you."
"I see that." Damian shot back, looking back at the girl.
She shifted her feet, looking uncomfortable. Mr. Wilson pointed to the seat next to Damian. She nodded, walking there and setting down her bag before sitting.
They didn't talk through class, or get to know each other. They were both secret, and they both liked that. But at the end of class when everyone was filing out, she staid behind and looked at him.
"I'm Jessly. Jessly Quinn." She said, shaking his hand.
"Damian. Damian Wayne."