Roy
I looked at the girl, I mean Selene. She was pretty, too bad I like red heads. She looked at me for a second, then back at Robin. God, why couldn't she just speak for herself?
"I...I guess I might need a place to stay," she said, a little uncertainly, looking at Robin the whole time. She looked down, I looked over at Robin. Whoa, if looks could kill she would be dead.
"Great, we happen to have a spare bedroom." I said.
"No, Roy, we don't have any room," Robin said harshly.
"Well, we still have the couch," I said, "Come on, she needs our help!"
"One night," Robin said, "You're leaving tomorrow." He looked at her again. Then, we both watched him leave.
"Thank you," Selene whispered. She went back towards the door.
"Wait, don't leave," I said.
"What… oh, no, I'm not leaving," she said, "It's just, um, my bags are still outside, I was expecting to stay a little longer." She walked outside and returned with two large suitcases and a smaller one.
"So, this is 'the couch', wow."
"Well… yeah it is, I'm sorry, usually Robin is more, um, cordial".
"I know. So, I guess I better get to sleep, seeing as I'm leaving in the morning."
"Oh, right… good night."
"You, too, thank you again."
Charlotte
Wow, what a horrible night! My life just went from bad to okay to miserable. What happened to Dick? He has changed so much… What happened to my best friend? He was always so kind, so supportive. Now he's so… so harsh, so cold. I thought he would be happy to see me. I was so stupid! He doesn't even care about any of us. Why can't I stop crying? Because he broke my heart, he changed. How could he… he was so stable, there was no way he would change, no way! How? What have these people done to him?
Roy
I looked at my clock, four thirty, perfect. I pulled on some jeans and went downstairs. I started the coffee maker, grabbed the remote, and was about to plop down on the couch. I looked down and saw her. She was even prettier asleep. Wait, didn't she have brown hair? The hair spilled out on the coach was now a soft shade of ginger. I looked around and saw a mess of brown on the floor. I tiptoed over and picked it up, it was a wig! Then I heard a soft murmur behind me. I looked back, she was shivering. Neither Rob nor I had thought to give her a pillow or even a blanket. I ran upstairs, grabbed my blanket, and ran back down. I laid the blanket on her and heard a beep, finally the coffee was done. I grabbed a mug and poured a full cup, a splash of cream, and I'm done. I go outside and watch the sunrise. I go back inside and pour myself a bowl of cereal. I think about what's up with Rob as I eat my cocoa puffs. When, I'm done it's still only about seven. I grab my ipod and lean back. I hear a thump and am jolted awake, I guess I fell asleep. I look at my watch, nine thirty, the gang's awake. I pour myself another mug of coffee and sit on the recliner in the corner.
Dick
Ugh, what time is it? Nine thirty, I must have overslept! I pulled a pair of jeans on and grabbed a wrinkled t-shirt. I ran downstairs, why was everyone piled around the couch, and then I remembered, I let Selene stay the night! I ran over to the rest of the team and saw that they were staring at her; she was still asleep.
"Rob, who is she?" Vic said.
"Yes, who is this strange girl?" Kori added. Raven was just looking at her, an odd expression on her face. Gar had crept over to her and was about to give her a wet willie wake up. I chuckled to myself; this was going to be funny. As he was about to stick his wet finger in her ear a voice snarled out, "Don't even think about it!" We looked to were it had come from and saw Roy standing by a chair obviously unamused. Gar didn't move and suddenly we all heard a gasp. I looked in time to see Gar kicked into the air with a yelp. He crashed into the wall with a loud thump. We then heard a soft voice say, "I'm so sorry!" Then we saw Selene run over to Gar to try to help him up. Gar just pushed her away.
"Damn, what the hell is your problem," Gar said, obviously embarrassed, rubbing his tailbone.
"I really am sorry, I didn't mean to. It was an instinct, I swear!" Selene looked around and noticed everyone staring at her, "I'm sorry." She picked a mess of brown hair off the floor and grabbed three bags that were lying on the couch. She ran out the door.
Charlotte
I woke up to the sound of the redheaded boy from yesterday snarling at someone. It sort of freaked me out. The last time I heard a voice like that was when the Joker…no I was trying not to think about that night. I kicked, it was like a reflex, and felt a thud and then a crash. I opened my eyes and saw a boy sprawled on the ground by the wall. No, what did I do? I ran over to him, to help, and he swore… at me. I apologized and noticed that there were other people in the room. I looked around and four sets of eyes were glaring at me. Suddenly I really realized what was happening, so I apologized again, and ran. I made it past the door and had thrown my stuff into the boat when I heard a familiar voice again. It was the redhead.
"Don't go, please!" he said, "I feel like I know you from somewhere." I took a long look at him and realized this was Mr. Queen's ward, Roy Harper. He had visited Gotham last February. We went to a Valentine's dance together. He couldn't remember me; I don't want him to remember me. I look like such a freak in my everyday contacts.
"I have to leave, didn't you see what I just did! I messed up. Anyway, I'm going to Smallville, my friend lives there."
"No, stay, please, we need your help."
"You don't need me… no one needs me," as I whispered this I started to cry. "Damn it," I said as I wiped the tears away. What did I do to deserve this? Dick used to be my best friend, my guardian angel. He would always protect me, always stay by my side. He always brought me along to parties, even though I never fit in; he always tried to make me feel well… wanted.
"I'm sorry… I didn't mean to make you cry."
"It's not your fault; I've just had a horrible week." I laughed and I sounded a little crazy; horrible was such an understatement. I shook my head; suck it up, Charlotte, would Babs want you to act like this? Babs, why did I think of her? Shit, now I'm crying harder. Why does my life seem to get harder and harder?
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." I was sobbing now.
