Wally and Roy slid through the autotorium at Gotham acadamy. As much as the didn't want to be at that fancy, prep school, Dick had a choir concert that night and asked them to come. They took a seat next to Bruce Wayne and tried to figure out how they agreed to this.

*flashback*

"And I have a solo," Dick was explainging when Wally cut in.

"Nerd."

"Shut up, it's not like I wanted it, but Kelly, Vanessa, and Ty know I lipsync during class (1) so they made me try out," Dick argued, really hating his friends right now, "And if you record it, someone dies!"

"Fine, but we still get the privledge to laugh." Roy added.

"Fine."

*end flashback*

So now, they waited. About fifteen minutes later Ms. Corgan, the instructer, walked onto the stage.

"It gives me great honor to present the Gotham Acadamy eighth grade choir." She said happily as the choir began to file on the raisers.

Dick was toward the right of the raisers, in the back row of the baratones, standing one person away from the altos. The autotorium went quiet as the musice started up. After singing 'Life is a highway' by Rascal Flatts, 'Mean' by Taylor Swift, and 'Wake me up when September ends' by Greenday, Ms. Corgan turned to face the audiance.

"Now, this is something new to the choir, but we have given the chance for a few students to sing a solo. Our first solo of the night is, Dick Grayson."

Both Wally and Roy started laughing and pulled out their camera phones as Dick took to center stage. He took a breath, then tapped the microphone.

"I'm gonna be singing 'Dreaming with a Broken Heart' by John Mayor, and for future refrence, my friends made me do this." He said as the crowd laughed a bit, but was cut off by a slow piano playing. Dick closed his eyes and started singing.

When you're dreamin' with a brocken heart, the waking up is the hardest part, you roll out of bed, and down on your kness, and for a moment, you can hardly breath, wondering 'was she really here, is she standing in my room' noshe's not, cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.

Dick picked the microphone of the stand and started to sway a bit.

When you're dreamin' with a brocken heart, the giving up is the hardest part. She takes you in with her crying eyes, then all at once you have to say good bye. Wondering 'could you stay my love, will you wake up by my side', no she can't, cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.

Dick stopped swaying and moved back, now in the exact center of the stage. He looked to the audiance with a sincere expression.

Now do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand? Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand? Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand? Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my, roses in my hand? Would you get them if I did? No you won't, cause you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone. When you're dreaming with a brocken heart, the waking up is the hardest part.

Dick slowly moved forward and put the microphone back on its stand and stood back. The entire audiance went crazy with aplause. A few people were actually crying, the song was so beautiful, even Wally and Roy started to tear up a bit, but were to manly to admit it. After a few more crappy solos, the concert had come to an end.

"So what did ya think?" Dick asked meeting up with his friends and adoptive father.

"That was amazing, you never told me you could sing like that." Bruce smirked as he ruffled his adoptive son's hair.

'What did you guys thi- hey were did Wally go?" Dick questioned looking around.

"He ran to the bathroom to cry his eyes out, you singing was pretty moving." Roy agreed with a laugh.

A/N: Well I walked for lupus today and when I got back I felt like typing this cause I was singing the song earlier. i own Nothing. Srry if the characters are ooc or if there are errors, i didn't have spell check..or ooc check. Thanks for reading.

(1)= The real life Dick (we're talking again sorta) found out the day of my choir compation (his honors choir compation and for some reason trumpet playing) that I lipsync during choir, so he sat in the back row and was mouthing 'Actually sing' as well as making faces at me. After words he highfived me saying how great it was. The only reason I don't sing is cause I hate my voice.