my favorite college experience is when i had a 7am class and the kid next to me literally poured a monster energy drink into his coffee said "i'm going to die" and drank the whole thing From the Tumblr Blog "Fanfiction Prompts

Barbara Gordon, daughter of Police Commissioner Jim Gordon, sat in her science classroom before class even started. Right now, It was barely even 7 am. The reason she was in there so early was because she forgot to do her homework. Hey, give the girl a break. She was the infamous Batgirl for crying out loud! So she has a legitimate excuse.

"Number eight it wrong." She jumped at the voice and turned her head to see... Someone she hasn't met. She glared at the boy but he didn't seem fazed at all.

"And why should I take advice from you. You look like you belong in elementary school." She said to the nine year old. He smiled at him and extended his hand out to the girl.

"That's because I skipped two grades. What's you excuse to be an idiot?" He replied calmly. I gaped at him for a few minutes then he spoke again. "What? Are you practicing to be a puppet?" I quickly shut my mouth and was about to yell at him, but then a teacher came in and took the boy out the classroom. I smirked and continued doing my homework. When school started, the teacher came in with the kid.

"Everyone, this is Richard Grayson. He'll be joining out class, so I want him treated with the best respect. Richard, you may sit next to Barbara. Raise your hand Barbara." I sighed because I knew I was the only Barbara in this class. He caught sight of me and smirked. I glared as he sat next to me.

"Hi again." He whispered. I ignored him for about half the class until I heard a small noise. I turned my head and saw the new kid pouring a Monster energy drink into a Starbucks coffee cup. I asked him if that cup had coffee in it and he nodded.

"I'm going to die." I raised my eyebrow at that, but then he drank the whole thing. My mouth dropped to the floor and he finished the cup.

"Richard! Since you are new, I'll give you a warning. We don't drink things in this class."

"Why? Why can't I drink sugar monkeys with computer sprinkles?" He asked and he was literally vibrating in his seat. I started laughing as the boy started going into a sugar rush.

'Maybe this boy won't be bad at all.'