thanks to Kanae Valentine for beta-ing this :D and thanks to Cooper 101 for telling me that i spelled Shayera wrong. sorry folks. and thanks to FlyingSolo365 for suggesting/begging me for a certain character to show up. please enjoy!

L.L.A.P

~Laces

Chpt.8

Shayera took me back to the apartment after our shopping spree, and the moment we entered the house, I felt a burst of wind, and in a millisecond there stood a boy with longer hair and golden eyes. He had a big quirky smile on his face, and he talked faster than I could hear.

"Hi! My name is Bartholomew Allen II, but you can call me Bart. No really, pleeeease call me Bart. I mean, Bartholomew? Honestly, what a long, hard to say, and hard to spell name, right? Anyway, you must be Lyf. I heard you can run, just like me. Y'know, we may be related. Doesn't that sound awesome! I wonder who'd win in a race between the two of us. How fast can you run? Wally told me about your mom. Tough. Don't worry, you have the Flash family to look after you now. And you're family too so no worries, we love our family! Do you like running? Are you able to run on water? Can you move your molecules super fast so you can go through walls? I can sometimes, but it's really tricky. People call me Impulse. It's my superhero name. Are you gonna become a superhero? 'Cause, that'd be so awesome! I mean, you could be like "Quick Girl" or "The Beautiful Blur" or… well, I guess we can work that out later. If you become a superhero, d'you think we could have team ups? We would be so awesome working together! Do you know exactly how we're related? Are you my cousin, or second cousin, or… or…"

"Bart!" exclaimed Wally. I thought my head was spinning. So many questions!

"Sorry. Can't shut up sometimes," he chuckled nervously.

"Lyf, this is Bart. He's Impulse, and part of the family," Wally stated. "Although sometimes we like to think he was adopted," Wally added in a whisper.

"Ha ha. Very funny," Bart said sarcastically.

"I just thought that you might want to meet some of the family, and a friend of mine should be coming here soon, too," Wally smiled. Just as he said that, there was a knock at the door.

"I'll get it!" Bart exclaimed, and bolted towards the door and opened it. There stood a man, very tall and broad shouldered. He wore some circular glasses and had black hair.

"Hi Clark," Bart smiled, letting the man in. The man called Clark saw me and gave a warm smile.

"Hello, Lyf. I'm Clark, a good friend of Wally'," he smiled, holding out his hand for me to shake. I was apprehensive about his hand. He notice this and smiled, "I promise, I won't bite."

Slowly, I moved my hand towards his, and he shook it. I hated to admit, but I felt very claustrophobic with all these people in the small apartment. Bart, of all people, seemed to notice that.

"Hey, you okay, Lyf? You look pale," he stated.

"I'm… I'm okay." I said, trying to smile. Something in Wally's mind seemed to click.

"How about we all go to a restaurant and catch up some?" he smiled. Everyone seemed to be okay with this, and we filed out of the room. Before I left, Wally pulled me aside.

"Hey, Lyf, I noticed how you hesitated with Clark, and how you seemed to react to a tight room. Because of your past, are you afraid of people and tight spaces?" he inquired.

"I… I don't know," I sighed. "I guess."

"When it comes to my friends, you have nothing to worry about. Except Bruce. When you meet Bruce, you never really know," he said with a smile, I smiled back, and followed him out the door to the restaurant.