"WEST!"

Wally woke up to a start with his entire English class laughing at him.

"Just because you have been receiving the highest grade in my class for the last semester, does NOT mean you are permitted to sleep during lectures! West, if I catch you sleeping again, I will dock points!"

God, what a dick.

Wally nodded and apologized, his face burning with embarrassment, ears on fire.

He just couldn't help falling asleep, last night had been really tough. He and his uncle Barry spent the whole night trying to locate Captain Boomerang, and had no luck. Not to mention, he had just taken his math final, leaving him completely drained with no energy left for Shakespeare.

Wally groaned and extended his arms back in a satisfying stretch.

'Probably should head straight home after this to take a nap, before Barry drags me out to chase down Captain Boomer-lame.' He thought to himself as the bell rang, dismissing him from the over-crowded advanced English class.

Wally gathered up his books and walked out the back door, he didn't want to even try to walk past his professor, guy was an asshole, ruining the enjoyment of English with his offensive comments and one-sided view on everything.

"Least I didn't have to pay for any of this shit." Wally grumbled to himself as he started walking over to his car, fumbling with his keys. He was starting to regret enrolling in college, but to become a scientist like he had always dreamed of becoming, he had to attend college.

Bummer.

Wally drove home in a hurry, he really wanted that nap before Barry could home and make him pull another all-nighter. Wally drove down the street, dozing off as he came to a red light.

Then he saw her.

A girl who looked about nineteen, his age, with wavy black hair with a slight charismatic poof. Wally's eyes shot open and he pressed his face to his window, trying to get a better look at this stranger with slim muscular legs, and an aura radiating confidence, determination, and a sprinkle of bitchy-ness.

She had a black choker with a purple stone that looked uncomfortably familiar.

"HEY JERK, LIGHT IS GREEN!" Some soccer mom screamed at Wally, making him jump. He stepped on the gas and quickly sped home.

Wally sleepily stumbled into his room, threw his books onto his desk and changed into basketball shorts and his threw his shirt off, leaving his chest bare. He fell onto his bed, sighing as he felt his muscles relax.

He dreamed about the girl. She looked Asian, possibly Korean. He dreamed of the way she walked and how plain her face was, how pretty she was.

How much she reminded of a certain pink-haired-heartbreaking-sorceress.

And he dreamed of how much he still loved her as he replayed his memories of their time together as he lay still on his bed, cursing silently to himself.