I am on a writing spree! This is my third chapter I've written today! Woohoo! I am so proud of myself! Now, enough about me, let's move on to my story. ;) sometimes, only sometimes, do I crack myself up.

WARNING: Some dancing suggestively and stuff. No sex or anything, but just stripper dancing in some sort.

Chapter 7

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The day of Zatanna's party arrived and all the girls got together to get ready.

M'gann, Barbara, and the birthday girl all insisted that they help Artemis do her hair and make up. Much to her displeasure.

"You guys don't need to do it. And when I say that, it's just a nice way of saying, 'Don't touch me.' Artemis threatened through clenched teeth.

"Oh, come on, Artemis! I don't get to do this very often!" M'gann pleaded.

"But you guys need to get ready too!" Artemis reasoned.

"We'll get ready later! We have time." Barbara reassured.

"But-"

"No buts!" Zatanna said sternly.

"Fine." Artemis said, as she let out an indignant huff.

"This will be so fun!" M'gann said cheerily, as she clapped her hands, bouncing up and down.

"Miss M, don't make this more painful then it is!" The blonde whined.

Everyone stopped.

"Did you just call her Miss M?" Barbara inquired. "That's Nightwing's nickname for her." She informed the blonde.

Artemis frowned. Did she? She shrugged. "I may have said that. But then again, I say a lot of things..." Artemis winked.

Everyone exchanged suspicious looks.

"Oh, come on, guys! Just do your magic or whatever! Get it over with!" Artemis exploded. Zatanna grinned.

"Whatever you say, 'Mis."

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Zatanna left right before they were finished 'dolling up' Artemis. The archer felt like a literal barbie doll. All the girls crowded around her. A little lip stick here, a little eye shadow there, mascara applied here, blush on her cheeks there. Her hair was curled and sprayed, which she knew was going to take a hell of a lot of brushing when she got home, but, hey, why not?

"Are you guys done yet? This is taking forever." The blonde complained.

"Stop your whining!" Barbara scolded as she smacked the archer's hand away from biting her nails. Artemis made do with biting her lip instead.

"We're only going to a club! It's not like we're going to a ball." Artemis said with a roll of her eyes.

"You don't look ready for a ball, you look ready for a club." M'gann commented as she held up a mirror for Artemis. The blonde peered at her reflection.

Woah.

"Is that me?" Ran through Artemis' mind for a while. The outfit Zatanna picked out for her was a short black dress, that went up about half-way up her thighs. It hugged her body in all the right places. She had black high heels with ties that wound up her calf. Her hair flowed down her back in loose curls. M'gann squealed with delight and Barbara smirked, a cocky smirk.

"Like it?" The martian asked hopefully.

Artemis glanced back at her reflection, then at her earth sister. "Yes." She replied with a genuine smile. But she only said it for M'gann. Not that she actually liked it, of course. M'gann brought Artemis into a hug and giggled. "I'm so happy you like it!"

"Alright! We should get going. It's already 8:00pm." Barbara said.

"Okay. Let's go party." Artemis said with a sigh.

"You're such a party pooper!" Barbara poked at Artemis.

"Am not." She grumbled. Barbara scoffed. Artemis rolled her eyes.

"Oh, come on Jonny Rain Cloud! Let's go." M'gann said with a laugh.

Barbara and M'gann exited the room. Artemis turned to peek at her reflection once more. "I gotta admit," She said to herself with a smirk, "I look hot."

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They walked into the club. The sound of the music pounded in Artemis' hears and the smell of beer and different assortments of drinks filled her nose. Lights flashed and people danced.

"The room is hot. And when I say hot, I mean every guy in the room is hot." Barbara said to Artemis. She just rolled her eyes. Artemis had to admit that there were a lot of hot guys. But one particularly caught her eye. He was currently facing away from her, talking to Zatanna. His hair was black and his white T-shirt hugged his muscular body, almost as if it was too small for his toned physique. He wore dark jeans that hung loosely from his hips.

Mmm...That boy...

She continued to check him out when something hit her. That guy looks like Dick. She began to wonder if she'd only like the guys who looked like Dick. But no matter whether that guy looked like Dick or not, she was going to meet him, dance with him, and, maybe, since he's really hot, marry him. She was about to introduce herself to him when he turned around. Ugh. The guy was Dick.

Damn. He cleans up good.

"Ah! Stop thinking that, Artemis!" She turned from him to walk away, attempting to not be noticed. But Nightwing notices everything. To her dismay.

"Artemis!"

She cringed, then turned around with a phony smile plastered on her face.

"Hey." She forced out.

Dick finally got a good look at Artemis. Woah. Suddenly, his throat constricted and he couldn't speak. She. Looked. Hot.

"Uhh...you see...I mean...you look...great..." He said, stumbling over his words. It took all his will-power to actually look at her face. Artemis gave him a look that said, "Perv."

He turned back to Zatanna. "Well, happy birthday again!" He said and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Zatanna gave him a kiss on the cheek as well. Artemis stood by awkwardly, trying to ignore the pang of jealousy that hit her. Finally, Dick left and Artemis gave the magician a hug.

"Happy Birthday, Zee!" She said.

"Thanks, Arty." She hugged back. "Wow. You look great!" She complemented.

"Don't act so surprised." Artemis said sarcastically, with a roll of her eyes.

"I give her a complement, and she insults me!" Zatanna waved her arms around dramatically.

"Bitch." Artemis mumbled.

The magician put a hand to her chest as if she'd been wounded and looked astonished. "On my birthday!" She cried. Artemis rolled her eyes, but couldn't hide the smile on her face.

"Now do me a favor and help one of my friends out. You see that guy?" Zatanna pointed to a brown headed guy sitting at the bar alone. Artemis nodded.

"Well, he's a new friend of mine," the black headed girl winked mischievously, "but he doesn't seem to know anyone else here so...could you-"

"Flirt with him, dance with him, make him feel better. Got it." Artemis said as if she was getting ready for a mission.

"Thanks." The birthday girl hugged the archer to express her gratitude.

"Only for you, Zee."

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"Hey. You new here?" Artemis said as she leaned against the bar counter, making sure to arch her back.

He looked up from his drink. "Yeah. I just moved here." He said, eyeing her.

"Names Artemis."

"Cameron."

The blonde's eyes widened.

Cameron. Gotham. Gym class. Swimming. Flirt. Dick. Kiss. Enjoying it. Robin.

"Did you by chance go to Gotham Academy?" Artemis questioned.

"Yeah, actually I did. Why?"

"I went to Gotham too." She said a little interested in this new guy she found. "You actually flirted with me." She chuckled, sitting down next to him.

"Really?" He asked with a smirk. "And what did you say back to me?" He said, pretending to forget what happened.

"I called you an asshole." Artemis grinned.

"I knew I liked you." He said.

Artemis didn't actually mind this guy until he placed a hand on her upper thigh, leaned over, and whispered in her ear. "Wanna get out of here?" Artemis frowned. Great. Another perv. Stop. Rewind. The same perv. Suddenly, a hand was on her shoulder. Artemis looked up to see Dick. He gave her a look, saying, "Must I always save you?"

"Excuse me, do you want to dance?" He asked.

"Yes." She replied, a little too eagerly. "Uh... It was nice meeting you. Again." She said, unenthusiastically. Cameron glared daggers at Dick and left the building.

Artemis and Dick made their way onto the dance floor, pushing past people to get to the middle of the floor. The music hammered Artemis' ear drums as she swayed to the music with Dick. He mischievously smirked and whispered in her ear.

"Don't think I didn't notice you checking me out."

Her eyes widened, but she composed herself.

"Your one to talk, Mr. Uhh...you see...I mean...you look...great..." Artemis smirked. Dick rolled his eyes.

They continued to sway back and forth. Everyone else in the room was jumping up and down to the music, fist pumping, and grinding. Artemis rolled her eyes. None of these amateurs could even dance.

"What?" Dick asked with a quirk of his eyebrow.

"These people can't dance." She replied with a shrug of her shoulders. Dick looked around at the couples on the dance floor.

"Oh, so you think you can dance better than them?" Dick asked playfully.

"I know I can dance better than them." She smirked. "And you."

Dick raised his eyebrows. "Prove it, Crock."

"Nah. You couldn't handle it." Artemis said nonchalantly.

He raised his eyebrows. "I too could handle it!"

"Fine." She said with a shrug of her shoulders. "You asked for it, Grayson."

Dick Grayson, the Flying Grayson, the Nightwing, the original Boy Wonder, could have done nothing to prepare himself for what he was about to see.

Artemis stepped away from him and started to sway her hips to the beat of the music. Her head swung back and forth, causing all her golden hair to fly around her shoulders. She ran her hands down her thighs suggestively. People started watching (mostly guys, much to Dick's dismay.) She popped her hips to the side and everyone cheered. The blonde sauntered over to a group of guys and started to dance around them. One of them grabbed her hand and twirled her around. She gave him a kiss on the cheek and returned to the middle of the dance floor where Dick still stood, awe struck. By then, everyone had cleared the floor and began to watch. Artemis walked over to Dick, her hips swaying back and forth. He swallowed thickly, trying not to notice that her dress was riding up her smooth legs. There were three words that came to mind as he watched her: sexy, stripper, hot.

The acrobat thought she was done and started to find his words.

"Well, that was okay, I-" Artemis cut him off.

"I've only begun." She winked and turned around, her back pressed against his chest as she began to grind him. Dick's eyes widened. Artemis brought her arms behind her to wrap around the back of Dick's neck. She continued to roll her hips against Dick. He placed his hands on her hips. Two can play this game. He bent over and licked the shell of her ear. She moaned. Did she just moan? Woah. Then he whispered. "That all you got, harpy?"

"Not even close." She spun off him and placed both her knees around his legs. She moved downward, making sure to drag her whole body on him. He groaned and when did his pants get so tight? She sprung up, wrapped a leg around his waist, and leaned forward. Her face inches from his, he could feel her breath spread across his face. She licked her lips. Dick just about shit his pants. Okay. She won.

"I give! I give!" He just about yelled. Artemis smirked.

"Told you..." She said in a singsongy voice.

"Yeah, yeah..." He rolled his eyes. The playboy, ward of Bruce Wayne, millionaire, gets owned. Big time. Artemis is pretty proud of herself.

The party rolls along and is pretty fun, Artemis admits, but the high heels she's wearing are killing her poor feet. Ah, well. She and Dick have been practicing the whole 'friends hangout' thing and it's going surprisingly well. You know, except for the dancing thing...But what's a little explicate dancing between friends, right?

"So, where did you learn to dance like that?" Dick asked Artemis, still surprised.

"Me and Wally used to go to clubs quite often, believe it or not. He said he wanted to "show me off." Artemis laughed. "And that's when I learned the art of clubbing." Dick chuckled.

"You don't dance to bad yourself, Grayson." She commented.

"Playboy." Dick said with a shrug. The blonde rolled her eyes. Zatanna came up and placed an arm around Dick's shoulders.

"Mind if I have a dance?" She asked playfully, over exaggerating her flirty batting of her eyelashes.

"Why, yes you may." Dick stood up and led her to the dance floor. Artemis shrugged and walked over to M'gann.

Zatanna wrapped her arms around Dick's neck as they swayed softly to the music.

"So..." Zatanna started slowly. "Artemis...?"

"Zee..." Dick groaned.

"Dick..." The magician imitated.

"I don't know. She's still getting through Wally and it's too soon for...us..." He explained while Zatanna silently nodded her head in understanding.

"But it's hard...I-I love her, Zee. I've never felt this way about anyone." Zatanna's eyes saddened as she looked to the ground.

"Oh, God, Zatanna, I'm sorry! I didn't mean-" He began, a little flustered.

"It's okay! Don't worry about it. I just hope that one day I'll find someone who loves me as much as you love Artemis." She said with a half-hearted smile.

"Thank you for understanding." Dick kissed Zatanna's forehead as the song came to an end, then walked off the dance floor.

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Artemis opened the door to her apartment, exhausted from the night's festivities. She threw her high heels on the ground and collapsed in bed. She examined her engagement ring. Instead of crying, which kinda surprised her, she smiled and whispered. "I love you, Wallace Rudolph West. Forever and always."

She sat up.

"Cliche much, Artemis?" She chuckled to herself and fell asleep.

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Howdy everyone! Ah, Dick! He has all the girls! *Thinks thoughtfully* Most of which have broken hearts... :( Sad panda. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed it! Please review! 10 REVIEWS AND I UPDATE!

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