Author's Note: I do NOT own any of the original characters such as the Joker, Batman, Bruce Wayne, etc... Thank you for reading and please enjoy!

Chapter Three: Ginger Jerk and Curiosity

With each step I took in my new school, I realized how lonely I really was. Everyone had someone to talk to and something to talk about. I had no one. The sad truth struck me like an arrow. I was alone, and I missed my friends. I walked down the halls silently passing by my classmates. The principle's office was my first stop. I opened the door and immediately wished I hadn't. What seemed like billions of students poured out of the office calling each others names and laughing. I was abruptly knocked over. As I placed my hand on the ground to push myself to stand up something or someone crushed my hand.

Pain pulsed through my hand as I let out a big, "OUCH! JERK!"

A hand reached down and grabbed my arm and pulled me up quickly. "Jeez," I heard the owner of the hand spoke, "I'm really really really sorry. I really didn't mean to step on your hand. I didn't even see you sitting on the ground."

I looked up at the ass who stepped on my hand and met the gaze of a completely dorky looking ginger kid. His hair was about shoulder length and his bangs fell in his face. His skin was very pale with minimum amounts of freckles and his emerald eyes were covered slightly by his hair. He gave me a very concerned look.

"Hey, It's alright." I said comforting my hand.

"Ya know," He began giving me a sheepish smile, "You really shouldn't be just sitting on the ground like that. What ever school you came from sure must have been strange."

At that moment I was very angry.

"For your information," I said getting in his face, "...Just...Ugh, never mind." I pushed him aside and began to make my way towards the principles door.

I ignored his "Bye then!" and shut the door behind me. He has some nerve.

It was surprisingly quiet in the office, which kinda made sense since billions of students had just ran out. It seemed relaxing in here. I walked up to the front desk where a lady with curly brown hair sat. Her spectacles were pressed tightly against her nose and she stared into the computer screen that sat before her. On her desk was a name tag covered with star stickers that said Ms. Paula Johnson.

"Um...Hi." I said giving a little wave trying to get her attention from the computer screen.

"Oh, Hello there darling!" She said instantly sitting up straight and looking at me, "What can I do to help you?"

"I'm new here...Emma Gale." I replied.

"Oh, yes yes yes, of course." She said bending down to open up a drawer.

As she began to skim through the files my mind drifted toward other things. First of all, this new city with a psycho killer on the loose. Second of all, Who the hell was Batman? This was the first time that I was actually interested in the city. I wanted to know what was all the commotion about. I wanted to know who the Joker was. I wanted to know who Batman was. I was becoming curious.

"Ahh here we are!" Ms. Johnson said as she slammed the drawer closed causing me to jump, "These are your classes, this is your locker number."

"Uhh, thanks." I said taking the sheet of paper from her and turning around.

"Oh and Emma?" She said taking off her glasses.

"Yes?" I turned around.

"Hope you enjoy the school." She smiled and returned back to the computer.

I turned back around and opened the door, "Sure I will." I muttered.