Hello all! First chapter of "The Dark Knight." I'M SO EXCITED AND I JUST CAN'T HIDE IT! Anyway, you'll get to see into Jenna's friends and school life. Please leave constructive criticism in a review if it sucks. Warning, there is occasionally cursing and sexual references in the story from here on in, so... beware! Anyway, enjoy!
The Dark Knight – School's Out
Tick. Tick. Tick. Went the clock. Jenna was counting down the seconds for her class to end. Even though she was a B student, she had decided to take a summer history class for college credit, and was currently regretting her choice. "Alright class," said Mrs. Rogers… or was it Robinson. Jenna was too tired at the moment to remember. Her friend, Danielle, hit her arm from across the walkway, trying to wake her friend up. "Seeing as how we finished our work early today, I will allow a small debate on the topic of your choice." Jenna immediately sat up in her seat, wide-awake. "Now, any suggestions." Jenna's hand flew up in the air so fast she almost slapped Danielle. "Yes, dear."
"How about we debate the pros and cons of the Batman and whether he should be arrest or awarded for his actions?" The half of class that was conscious groaned. "What? It's a debate that's currently going on and I'd actually like to know what people think."
"Just because you wanna sleep with him, doesn't mean the rest of us have to talk about him," said Christy, resident popular girl and gossipy bitch of Gotham High.
"Christy, isn't that the pot calling the kettle black? I mean, we've all heard more than enough about your interests. You complain in every single class about how your heels keep snapping or you hair gets ruined. At least Jenna's can be related to schoolwork," Danielle argued.
"Also, I was trying to come up with something that I thought would interest all of us. Cause, let's be honest, do any of you actually want to debate about some historical event or something like that?" Jenna argued. The class was silent. "Didn't think so."
"Well then, I guess that settles it," Mrs. Robinson. "So, what do we think of the Batman?" Several people started talking at once.
"He's a hero."
"He's a criminal."
"He deserves a statue."
"And a cell in Arkham." Mrs. Robinson clapped a few times and the din settled.
"Well, it looks as though we have quite a few different opinions. That's good. But, let's take hands now, shall we? How about you Miss Pleasance?"
"I think he's doing a grand thing," said blonde haired, blue eyed Alice Pleasance. "Look at how much this city has changed in the past year alone and it's all thanks to him. I can actually walk in the park without having to worry about getting mugged."
"Yes that's a good point, Miss Pleasance. And you Mr. Johnson?"
"I think he's really cool, being a super hero and all. And sure he's done a bunch of good things for the city but he's caused a bunch of damage too. How many buildings, cars, and roads have been ruined by his bat tank thing?"
"First of all, it's called the Batmobile, secondly, considering all the lives he's saved, I don't think anyone should complain about the mess. Does anyone complain when the army or police have to destroy things to save lives and take down criminals?" Jenna argued.
"Batman's not the police, though."
"You're right he's better. He can do things that the police can't and he doesn't kill on purpose."
"But, his means are illegal."
"Just because it's illegal doesn't mean it's wrong."
"So, your saying it's ok to break the law?"
Jenna shrugged. "The Patriots were breaking the law by fighting the British rule during the American Revolution. Does that mean what they were doing was wrong? I don't think it does."
"The Batman should still be punished for breaking the law. If not now, then someday."
"I think he's probably being punished enough. He's probably lost a lot of sleep because he's up all night, it must be really difficult for him to hide his secret, and his social life is probably suffering too."
"Oh, you're just defending him because you wanna get in his pants," Christy scoffed.
"There's a difference between being in love with someone, and being grateful to them. He saved my life… twice!"
"Biggest mistake ever made," someone muttered, and a few kids snickered.
"Settle down, settle down. What about you Mr. Hill?"
"My dad's against Batman. He's been nothing but trouble to my family."
"Yeah well, your Dad's on the mob's payroll, so that's to be expected."
"You'd better shut your mouth, Dawes, before I shut it for you!"
"Now, Miss Dawes, we shouldn't make unfounded accusations."
"It's not unfounded, everyone know that. Why else did Mayor Hill not do anything to try and arrest the mob while he was in office?"
"He was smart and kept his head down. Your mother tried to fight the mob, look what happened to her." Jenna got up out of her seat.
"MISS DAWES! YOU WILL SIT DOWN RIGHT NOW OR YOU WILL GO TO THE PRICIPLE'S OFFICE! NOW SIT IN YOUR SEAT!" Jenna took a deep breath and sat back down. God, she couldn't wait for school to be over.
"What was all that about?" Danielle asked Jenna after class.
"Nothing. I just haven't been sleeping much, that's all."
"Is it your Mom?" Danielle was referring to the nightmares Jenna had been having since Scarecrow's Fright Night, most of which involving Scarecrow chasing her on a horse, the people clawing and tearing each other to pieces, and her mother being stabbed in front of her. Rachel and Harvey said that her watching horror movies every other weekend probably wasn't helping but she ignored them.
"Not really. I still have nightmares about it every now and then, but not as much now."
"Ah. So, did you see the Batman?" Jenna stopped walking. "Oh come on, I know your room has a fire escape and you're obsessed with him. I'm personally surprised you haven't started a fan club for him." Jenna chuckled at her friend.
"No, I didn't see him," Jenna replied, which was half true. Bruce only put on the suit after her lessons with him. Danielle looked at her friend sympathetically.
"I'm sure you'll see him again." Jenna nodded in response.
The two continued to talk as they took their regular seats at the back of the bus. However, the conversation ended as Jenna began to doze off in her seat. "Jenna! Look at Gotham National Bank!" Jenna's eyes snapped awake. She looked out the window in front to see a hole in the building as though someone had driven a truck through it. She turned around as they passed the bank, only to see a school bus pull out of the bank and join the line of buses behind them.
"What the hell?" Jenna muttered. She looked to see who was driving the bus and saw a strange green haired man, wearing what looked like clown make up and a purple suit.
"That is the strangest man I've ever seen," Danielle told Jenna.
"I've seen stranger," Jenna said, whipping out her phone.
"Somehow, I don't doubt that," Danielle laughed. "What are you doing?"
"Taking a picture," Jenna said, snapping a photo with her phone. She then messaged Bruce, asking, Friend of yours? He dresses almost as crazy as you do.
Haha, very funny, Bruce texted back. Where was this taken?
Gotham National Bank. He's in a school bus, blended right in.
Is he still in the bus behind you?
No. We turned a little while back.
Ah well. I'll check it out tonight. Thanks for the update.
No problem.
"So, who did you text it to?" Danielle asked the moment Jenna snapped her phone shut.
"Gordon," Jenna lied.
"You have the Lieutenant's number on your phone?"
"Well, I babysit for him and his wife once in a while and he was my Mom's friend so, yeah, of course I do." Danielle raised an eyebrow.
"Why did I never know about this?"
"You never asked."
"Well, I wanna see who else you have in your phone," Danielle said, snatching her friends phone from her grasp.
"Hey!" Jenna cried, trying to regain her phone. "Danny! Give it back! I've got private stuff in there!"
"I just want a look," Danielle replied. Her eyes widened when she looked at the contacts.
"YOU HAVE BRUCE WAYNE IN YOUR CONTACTS LIST!"
"Keep your voice down," Jenna hissed. "And yeah. I do. He's my godfather and he's been trying to reconnect with me ever since he came back." Danielle still looked stunned.
"Seriously? The next thing you'll be telling me is that you have tea with the Batman every Sunday." Jenna laughed.
