"We are the Gotham Crocodiles! Gonna beat ya round the field for miles and miles!" The girls began to dance in sync five of them moving to the left, the other five moving to the right. Stephanie in the middle as if the other girls were moving out of her way to do her own thing.
And she could dance. The way she moved impressed even Damian, and he was not easily impressed.
It was as if each body part had a mind of its own. Moving so expertly. He could tell why she was the head cheer leader and not one of the backups.
Sitting up to move closer to the scene he watched on not paying attention to anyone else.
Stephanie held everything back and just smiled at him bashfully.
As the girls came to an end Damian got up and grabbed his bag. The girls were waiting for a clap, a standing ovation, an encore for the dazzled kid but things were cut off by someone clearing their throat at the gyms front door. It was Tim and he did not look happy.
With that Stephanie dropped her pom poms and dashed after Tim. Damian followed close behind but kept a respectful distance.
The two did not seem to be so happy. Tim looking at Stephanie the way his mother use to look at him when he messed up in his training.
Stephanie just dropped her head as Tim looked over to Damian and pointed before storming off.
Walking over to Stephanie Damian held his head up high still glaring at Tim. "Why was he pointing to me?"
Stephanie was not worried about that. She was just running her fingertip under her eyes as she sniffed. "D please…"
Looking down to Stephanie, Damian frowned and took off his jacket putting it around her as he held up her bag. "I got this for you."
Taking her bag she smiled as the small gesture of him taking off his jacket and putting it around her just made her happy. "Thanks D."
"Yeah…sure."
"But I think I am wearing it wrong." Pulling her hair back she pulled the hood up and over her head and looked back up to him. "What do you think?"
She truly looked amazing. A thousand times he had pulled that hood up and caught glimpses of himself in the mirror or a reflection, but he did not look like that. "It is acceptable."
With that Stephanie giggled and pulled her bag up over her shoulder as she began to walk towards the gate. "Acceptable? God no one talks like you anymore. So robotic."
"Tt! I can assure you I am not a robot."
"I can tell. You are a good one D. A diamond."
That word. He was a diamond. Or so people kept on telling him. "Jim said the same thing."
"Jim? Oh Principal Gordon. You know you really should show people more respect."
"I give respect where respect is due."
Nodding Stephanie just grabbed on to the strap of her bag and looked down. "Why are you so mad all the time? Is it because of your mother?"
Stopping Damian looked down and scowled.
Stopping a few steps ahead of him Stephanie frowned knowing she had hit a nerve. "I'm sorry, I did not mean to pry."
Looking up Damian just scowled and turned off and headed out by himself.
"Damian! Wait! You forgot your jacket!"
"Keep it!" Damian grunted and continued to walk.
Frowning Stephanie just put her arms around herself and stood alone outside the school.
