A/N: During the long car rides, I was able to complete this, some of the next chapter, and some other stuff from other chapters.
Not entirely satisfied with this. Most of it is good, but some I'm like "ehhh..."
I might have the next up by next Friday. If not, then the weekend after the next weekend probably. (:
Oh, and I'm fully aware of the run-on sentence in the story. It's on purpose.
Savior Angel: The Inevitable
Chapter 9: Advice
"I'm taking advice on love and how to make it,
But I'm trying not to break it before it even starts…
Why do I get so bored, why can't I just find a love that's worth the wait instead of wasting time?"
"He did NOT!"
"Exact words out of his mouth."
I laughed. "Wow, what an idiot."
"I know!" Kelsey, my best friend, said. "Sometimes I swear the world would be so much better without guys, but then I think about it more..." We sat on her bed in her room and listened to music. She pulled a pen and notepad off the ground and began writing on it.
"What's that? One of your new projects?"
"I like to be busy. Besides, it's good for colleges, and you and I both know my grades aren't the best."
"Riiight."
"It's more than you're doing for humanity!" I bit my bottom lip so I wouldn't laugh.
"Well, I told you I'd help if you needed it."
"Alright, I'm only short one person."
"Sign me up I'll do it."
"Great!" She wrote my name down.
"So, what'cha planning exactly?"
"Well, a bachelorette auction for the homeless."
"Uh oh. Should I be worried?"
"Well, if don't you mind being bet on by guys for a date..."
"Kelsey!"
"Sorry! It was the only spot left, and I'm hosting."
"But... I have a boyfriend!"
"So do I! And it's getting pretty serious, if I may say so myself." She knocked on her nightstand (she's very superstitious).
I grabbed her by the shoulders. "YOU'RE FOURTEEN!"
"I'm going to be fifteen soon," said Kelsey indignantly. "Alright. If I can make this shot, then you have to do it." She ripped up a piece of paper, crumpled it into a ball, and pointed at the trash can fifteen feet away across the room.
I smirked. Kelsey, although good at soccer, had horrible hand-eye coordination. "Deal." She did a little prayer, causing me to laugh at her, and tossed the ball in the air.
The projectile hit the wall behind the can and landed in the trash with a thunk.
"YES!" My friend cheered. "IT'S A SIGN!"
"I don't believe it." I pointed at her. "You suck at basketball! You knocked out someone's teeth in gym!"
"That was second grade, and he was going to lose it soon enough! God wants you to do this. He gave my arm magical powers that transferred to the ball to land in my wastebasket. Do not deny the Lord!"
"Y-you're crazy!" She was a little weird sometimes, but I liked that about her. She made it interesting. We glared at each other for a minute, but then started cracking up.
RECOGNIZED: BO3 DARK WING
"Hey, guys, where's Robin?"
Kaldur looked up from his book that he read on the armchair. "I believe he is in his room."
Just then, Robin came through the hallway and went into the kitchen. He came out with a Coke. "Oh, hey, Lily." He came up and smiled at me.
I frowned. "Don't hate me."
The Boy Wonder laughed. "Why would I hate you?" His smile started to fade to confusion as he studied the guilt that clouded my face.
"I was tricked!" I defended.
"Tricked into what?" His voice stayed calm.
I put my hand on the back of my head nervously. "Well, I was tricked, and then I made a bet, and I lost," I rushed all my words. He'd understand. He has to understand, right? It's not my fault. He's my boyfriend. He's very mature for his age. He'll get it. Don't tell him. He'll never find out, and what he doesn't know won't hurt him.
"Lily, just calm down and tell me what you have to do."
"I'm going on a date with someone else!" I blurted out. The teen gave me a weird look. "Oh, wait, no! It's not as bad as it sounds!" I panicked and started talking fast again. "My friend likes to do charity events and I told her I'd help and she told me she was doing a bachelorette auction and she only needed a bachelorette to auction off and I was like 'No I can't do that' so we made a bet and I lost so now I have to go on a date with the highest bidder I am so sorry Robin please forgive me!"
The boy just stared at my flustered self for a while, and then burst out laughing.
"What's so funny?"
He shook his head. "You're so cute when you're guilty and nervous."
I glared at him. "Well, I'm glad my anxiety is funny to you," I huffed.
"Sorry. Listen, it's okay. I'm not mad. Go on your date and have fun... but no touching."
"Wasn't planning on it." I smiled.
"Later," He smiled and walked back down the hallway and I walked away towards my room.
Robin pulled Wally into his room. "Woah! What's this all about?"
"We have a problem. Lily has to go on a date for money."
"Like... prostitution?"
"No! That's not even-" Dick sighed and rolled his eyes. "No, it's a bachelorette auction for charity."
"Oh, well, did you tell her you were okay with this?"
"Well, yeah."
"Are you okay with it?"
"Kind of, but it's also kinda... odd. I trust her, and I know she can hold her own if the guy is untrustable, which I pray he isn't. But it's just a weird feeling to know your girlfriend is going on a date with someone else."
Wally patted his friend's back. "I completely understand... I'm sure you'll figure something out." The speedster walked out the door.
"Gee, thanks for the help."
I was actually nervous to go up there. I couldn't help but think, What if no one bids on me? That would be so embarrassing! That last girl went for three-hundred dollars! Now she was pretty! So, what will I go for?
"Next is Ms. Lily Prince!"
That's my cue. I walked on stage with my simple dress and heels. I waved and smiled.
Kelsey began listing characteristics about me. "Let's start the bidding at...fifty?" That's when the bidding war started, and it eventually rose to two-hundred dollars! I was surprised. "Two-hundred! Going once, going-"
"Three-hundred dollars!" Everyone looked to see a short boy about my age stand up. He had shiny ebony black hair and piercing, beautiful blue eyes. I tried to read his mind to see what he was like, but I was blocked off. It didn't bother me because I know a lot of people that have their minds blocked. It's usually if they have bad memories, so I decided not to penetrate his thoughts. I respect his privacy.
"Three-hundred going once, going twice... sold to... uh what's your name?"
"Dick Grayson."
"Okay!" Lily ran into the hallway separating the living room from the kitchen. "I finally got my outfit so it didn't look like it meant like anything serious. Is this fine, Robin?" She wore a nice shirt with a skirt and flats.
Wally snorted, "Even when they aren't trying too hard, they take forever." I wacked him in the arm. "Ow!"
Personally, Dick Grayson wouldn't mind heels. Not at all. Even if it would make her taller, but this was Robin here, therefore, he could not like heels. "It's fine."
She frowned, for some reason disappointed. "Whatever, anyway, I'm gonna be late. Bye guys."
I met Dick in front of a restaurant, but I got there early. I looked around and saw a person riding a motorcycle. He slowed to a stop in front and dismounted. The guy took off his helmet to reveal Dick Grayson.
"Hey," He walked up to me, helmet in hand. "You look nice, pretty."
"Thanks." I smiled slightly and blushed. That makes one guy apparently… He wore jeans, a blue polo, and brown shoes. A normal girl would swoon that her hot date was even hotter now that she knew her rides a motorcycle, but if a guy seems too good to be true, he is. I pretended to be unimpressed.
"Isn't that illegal?"
"Yeah, but I have a special permit."
"Right, rich daddy gets his son whatever he wants..." I muttered. My eyes widened and I clapped my mouth. "Oh my gosh! I am so sorry! I didn't mean to say that, that was so rude! I didn't mean it that way, I swear!"
He smiled at me, sweet like sugar. A single girl would say that his smile brightened their day and made them bubbly inside, but I'm not single. "It's fine. I get it. I do get whatever I want. I've never heard that before, actually. I'm usually referred to as the charity case, but at least you were honest. Brutally honest, but sincere about it."
I couldn't help but smile back at him. "You're really nice, you know that? Guys I know would get pissed off if I made a mistake and said something like that."
He grinned widely. "Wanna go eat?"
"Sure."
After we were seated and ordered, I asked him, "So, what do you mean 'charity case'?"
"You mean you don't know anything about me?"
I shook my head. "Well, I know you're somehow linked with Bruce Wayne, but I don't know. I don't really pay attention to tabloids much. Sorry."
"You don't have to apologize for everything. Actually, I'm glad you don't know much. Not to sound vain, but most girls I meet that do follow the tabloids fawn over me because I'm rich and famous."
"Well, I better get in the back of the line, because I must've cut in front of those hundreds of girls all waiting for a date with the Dick Grayson," I teased.
He laughed. "As for your question, I was adopted by Bruce Wayne after my parents died in an... accident."
I stared at him, eyes full of sorrow. "I'm so sorry. I know how you feel. I live with my aunt."
"Your parents are dead, too?"
I shrugged. "Technically. I don't like to talk about it too much. Or at all. In fact, I think I need to kill you."
"How are we doing on time?" Dick asked me after dinner, which was pleasant. I grabbed his wrist and checked his watch.
"About...ten minutes."
"Then how about I take you home?" Uh oh.
I nodded, and Dick hopped on his motorcycle.
"Coming?"
I walked over, and he handed me the helmet. "No thanks."
He smirked at me and chuckled. "Suit yourself." He jerked the bike forward, which caused me to grab his waist before I fell off. He snickered.
"Funny," I said, sounding irked, but I couldn't help but smile just a little. I almost let out a laugh.
I directed my date to a fancy hotel and told him to stop there. He walked me to the door.
"I had a great time," He smiled.
Hoo, boy. "Me too. It was a lot of fun."
Dick started to seem to grow nervous. "Maybe we'll see each other another time?"
"Yeah." All of sudden, I noticed how small the distance between us was. And I didn't notice the gap slowly decreasing in size before it was too late.
He kissed me, and luckily I pulled back swiftly. "I'm sorry. I should've told you before. I have a boyfriend."
Shocked covered his face. "Oh. Oh, uh, sorry. Well, I'll see you around, okay?"
"Yeah. I hope so... Bye." I walked in the door and after I saw him gone, I came back inside. I sat against the wall.
Shit.
The adopted rich kid hopped on his motorcycle and sped off.
Once Robin reached Mount Justice and got back inside through his secret entrance, he slammed his head in his pillow.
IDIOT!
Why did he try to kiss her? That wasn't planned! He didn't want her kissing another boy! Even if it was him in disguise! What came over him? STUPID!
Well, at least she didn't kiss back.
The date went well otherwise, he was just thankful she bought the act.
He did used to be part of a circus act. That's what the circus is, after all. An act.
But he had gotten so into it, he forgot it was fake! And then he forgot who he was, and then he kissed her.
That sounded so messed up.
He was so stupid.
I walked down the sidewalk to get home so I could call my friend on my cell phone. "Kelsey, pick up your phone; it's urgent. Also, it's your fault, so I'm holding you responsible for fixing this. Answer me." I hung up the phone and sighed.
This sucks.
Suddenly, my phone rang. *Thank you!* "Hey, Kelsey."
"What's with the message?"
"I'm having a problem, and it involves a bachelor by the name of Dick Grayson."
"Oh."
"Yeah. Oh. What do I do?"
"Well, I heard that if you love two people, pick the second because if you really loved the first, then you wouldn't have fallen in love with the second."
"I don't 'love' them. I don't 'love'."
"Right, I forgot you're heartless."
"Kelsey!" I snapped. "Now's not the time for jokes!"
"LIKE, then. You like them."
"Yeah, I know, I've heard that saying, but I don't want to hurt him. And I really do like him."
"Well, it's not like you'll ever see Mr. Grayson again."
"That could be true..."
"Oh, no. Don't tell me you told him you'd like to see him again!" She scolded.
"I'm sorry!"
"That gives them an open invitation to a second date! I thought you know what you're doing!"
"I know! But he was so nice; it was the nice thing to say! And it's not like I didn't mean it..."
"Girl, you are way in over your head. Why did you even do that dumb auction in the first place?"
"YOU MADE ME! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!"
Kelsey yawned. "Seems like you've got a lot on your plate that you need to think about it. Good luck. Night!" She hung up. She was never good at giving advice.
"UGH!" This still sucks.
By the time I got home, it was late. Dick was sitting on the couch, waiting for me. I plopped down next to him.
"Hey, what took you so long?" His eyebrows were furrowed together like he was confused. But his eyes were still concealed and with it were his emotions and my understanding of him.
Dick was an open palm; Robin was a clenched fist.
"I walked home."
"Why?" He sounded amused, which pissed me off.
"I didn't feel like flying, and I was talking to my friend. The one that organized the date."
"Oh. Tired?"
I nodded. He put his arm around me. I stayed there for a while; it felt good. "Alright, I'm going to sleep for three hours." It was around midnight.
"See you then," He smiled.
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