The first week went by in a blur of faces and names. Barbara was my lifesaver when I forgot anyone. She always told me to forget it when I told her thank you, she was just good at remembering.

Drama easily became my favorite class. Mostly because of Kori, actually. She was a transfer student like myself and introduced me to a few others like us. Also we both understand what it's like being taller than everyone else. I'm shorter than her, only six feet, but she is six foot five and built like a supermodel.

The start of week two however, things changed. Mr. Z decided it was time to pair up for our first scenes. And he had assigned groups in mind.

"So I know you're all going to hate this, but assigned groups. Too many of you always pair up with the same people for the same type of scene and we need to branch out. So Joey and Gar, Kori and Raven, Vic and Harley, Diana and Bruce. You're all paired up. Dick since you're odd man out you can choose any group but Kori's you want. I expect a five to seven minute scene. Don't worry about costumes and all that since it's the first scene of the year and this is to get us back into the swing of things. Scripts are on the bookshelf, show me what you choose so I can copy it off. Now go start work."

I blushed as Bruce slide down the bleachers to sit next to me. "Oh Hera, his eyes," I think to myself as he looks at me.

"Hey Princess. Any ideas for this?" He smirks at me slightly and runs a hand through his dark hair. He's dressed more relaxed today than the first day, wearing a black band tee and blue jeans. "Personally I love a good fight scene but I assume you want something romantic."

"Why would you assume that?" My voice is high even to my own ears.

"Well," his cheeks are flushed and he's embarrassed enough to look away. "Most girls are obsessed with romance so I just-"

"First things first, Bruce Wayne. I am not 'most girls'." I stand up to walk off and grab scripts. "Secondly, I could take your ass in a fight scene any day."

"Princess. Diana. I didn't mean anything by it. Don't take it seriously. I can do whatever scene you want, okay?" I turn to see him right behind me. I'm still angry but it's lessening the more he fumbles for an apology.

"You guys should do Shakespeare." Gar interrupts us. " Do 'Taming of the Shrew'. It would be nice to see the prince of darkness here rock some comedy."

"I don't think he can do it. Brucie here isn't a funny man like you or moi." Joey slings an arm over Bruce's shoulder. Bruce tenses up. "In fact, I'll make a bet with you. You pull this off and make us laugh, we'll preform whatever emo ass play you want this year. You fail and you do only romance the rest of the year."

The testosterone practically ripples in the air as I roll my eyes. Bruce curtly nods at the boys and looks at me.

"Fine. I haven't read that play anyway." I say, feeling like we've been backed into a corner. Still better than any ideas I had so far. We find the copy of the script to Mr. Z and he makes us a copy of what he thinks the best scene could be.

"I hate that guy." Bruce mumbles as we sit down. "He's always coming up with crappy jokes like this just to piss me off."

"Why do you let him get to you?" I watch his face grow sad.

"Because sometimes it's better than being lonely. Now let's read through this. We've got work to do."

A/N: Sorry for the lack of update! My oldest kid's birthday is coming up and we've all been sick so I've had my hands full. Hope you enjoy sticking around. It's a slow going fic but I have a lot of plans in store ahead and ways to introduce more characters. Thanks for reading!