Entry number 3 has arrived :D
And like every chapter: I do not own Dick Grayson (tear), Bruce Wayne (sob), Alfred (why?!) or anyone else mentioned :P
Gotham Academy
Dear Diary (I really don't consider this a diary),
Gotham Academy.
Private school for Gotham's richest and snobbiest. Since Bruce is Gotham's most notable socialite and happens to donate large amounts of money to the institution, it only makes sense that his ward attends the prestigious school. Despite the fact that the academy is full of brats and nuisances, it's not all that bad. The classes are great, the teachers are exceptional (most of the time), the food is good (nothing compared to Alfred's cooking), and I've managed to make un-snobbish friends (Babs, Bette, and Artemis). Granted they're all girls but hey, beggars can't be choosers (not that I'm complaining). The only problem is that in a city like Gotham, a school like mine is often the target for kidnapping and terrorist threats.
Last week, I was kidnapped by some low-class mobster. He wanted $200,000 by midnight, even though I'm probably worth millions (to Bruce of course). Bruce had been out of town on a business trip and I had to wait hours before Batman finally showed up and beat everyone senseless. I really wished I could've been Robin in that moment. I've never seen a group of thugs get scared so easily. It would've been fun to intimidate someone.
I didn't even get to go on patrol that night. Thanks to the jerks that kidnapped me, I spent the night working on my AP English paper.
The life of a Gotham socialite teen is not an easy one.
-R.G.W
Reviews are appreciated as always. Thanks for reading :D
~Miss Walls