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Well, its official, the whole world has gone to hell. I griped, shaking my head and grabbing a water out of the fridge. Canary was letting me take a break because I smashed my knee against the floor when Conner flipped me. Not his fault, though. I hadn't been paying attention. I was thinking about her. The way she laughed and made jokes after I stumbled, getting Wally and Artemis to laugh with her.

Commando had joined the team. Any thoughts I had about her being half-decent were blown out of the water about five minutes after Aqualad had formerly introduced her to the rest of the team. Her eyes immediately fell on Conner—just like the other girls on this team and I had felt…I don't know, uncomfortable?

No.

The word was jealous.

I wanted to pound my head against the floor.

I do not like her! I do not like her! I do not like her!

I mean, honestly. There isn't one likable thing about her personality.
Commando is arrogant. She thinks she owns the world and the rest of us are just here to see how amazing she is. She can't go five minutes without talking back or being sarcastic. Wally thought she was hilarious; I wanted to smack them both.

For the first week or so she wasn't so bad, Canary wouldn't let her train until she got her strength back. But for some reason she always watched us practice, even though she couldn't participate. Even the early-morning sessions that Canary would schedule before we had to go to school she attended. Even though Canary said she could stay in bed because, with her injuries, there was no way she could go to school, either.

But when we reported in for training, there she was: Sitting cross-legged on the floor, propping up her head with her hands—waiting for us. Commando had gotten up before Black Canary had even arrived, before Megan had even woken up. And believe me, that Martian gets up early.
She didn't offer an explanation; she just got up and moved out of the way, without a word.

Commando was always doing irritating things like that.

"What're you doing?"
I jumped, and then whipped around angrily. I was trying to cover up my embarrassment at being snuck up on with rage.
It was her, Commando, standing there with that infuriating smirk on her face. I could see why Luthor hated her so much. That grin could irritate even Aqualad—and it had, on several occasions.

"What do mean?" I snapped.
Commando shrugged, then walked around me and pulled open the fridge door.
For some reason, I couldn't pull my eyes away from her. The way her body moved, the way she carried herself it was…hypnotic.

Commando caught me staring and arched an eyebrow at me, her smile widened, "Try to keep your hormones under control there, Robbie."
"Don't call me Robbie…" I growled.
She pouted in mock innocence; I wanted to slap that expression right off of her face,

"But I like Robbie so much better than plain old Robin." She whined, taking her own water from the fridge and slamming it shut.
"Robin is such a worn-out name. It's like the name Madison or Lucas, I know like four or five Madison and Lucases."
I did too, but I wasn't about to tell her that.

"My. Name. Is. Robin." I said each word slowly, trying to say 'I hate you so much' without my mouth actually forming the words.
"Actually, it's not. But Daddy-Bats won't let you tell—will he, Robbie?" She laughed, taking a long drink from her bottle.
All I have do to is nudge her hand a little, and she'll get soaked… My brain started thinking dark thoughts; I felt my hand reaching for her wrist.

Just before I did it, she turned and kept up her quest to annoy me.
"You should probably get back before Canary gets mad, shouldn't you, Robbie?"
It didn't matter that I knew she was right, it didn't matter that I knew she was just kidding around. She just wouldn't stop.

I slapped her wrist, and the bottle flew from her hand and clattered to the ground spilling water everywhere. I hated myself for doing something so childish, and I hated Commando for making me get so mad.
Her dark blue eyes were wide with surprise, then they twisted into shock, then finally to fury.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" She balled her hands into fists.
"Every since I got here you've either ignored me, or you've been a jerk! What did I ever do to you?" Commando's face was beet red with rage, her shoulders trembled and she kept curling and uncurling her fists. The girl was about two steps away from decking me, but I didn't want to let up. Not this time.

"Me? Nothing. I'm more concerned about all the innocent people you terrorized!" I scowled.
Commando threw her hands in the air, exasperated. "You just can't let that go, can you?"
"Let it go? You're a criminal, and you've been rewarded for it!"
"REWARD? Robin, they don't like me. Don't trust me. There just putting up with me because Bats said they had to!" Her fury was momentarily touched by sadness, but not for long.

"That's so not true…" I seethed.
"All Wally talks about is how funny you are, Artemis is soo impressed by your aim, you annoy Kaldur to no end, but he likes you too! For whatever stupid reason!" I knew I sounded like a jealous idiot, and I think Commando knew it too. But she didn't say anything.
Commando scowled disbelievingly.

"Conner is Conner, but I haven't seen him talk to anyone else as much as he does with you, except maybe Megan. Speaking of which…" I took a breath, ready to continue my rant.
"Megan doesn't count." She crossed her arms.
"She likes everybody."

I groaned.
"There you go again, acting like you got everyone and everything figured out!"
Commando's whole demeanor changed. The anger faded away like water in sand, and she…she...

She smirked.

Not smiled, oh no. Her smirk had so much cockiness and bravado in it; she didn't need a witty comeback or a stinging insult to enrage someone. I was already mad, but in that quick tug at the side at the side of her mouth she managed to make me angrier than I've ever been before. Ever.

"You talk to me about acting like a know-it-all, and yet here you are trying to tell me how to live my life?" She laughed.
"You need to grow up some, Rob. When you're ready to talk nice like a big kid I'll be waiting."
Commando was pushing me way too far, I felt my arm tense. What would happen if I hit her? She was a girl, I couldn't do that...Could I?

Commando noticed my trembling arm and her smirk grew until it was covering half her face.
"What're gonna do, Robin? You gonna hit me? Buddy boy, I'd love to see you try." She said, bowing theatrically.
I probably would've too, if Canary hadn't popped in just then.

"Robin, how's the knee? Do you think you can…" She stopped, sensing the hostility in the room. She saw the now-empty water on the ground, she didn't know what was going on—but she knew it was something.
"What happened?"
I tried to think of a good lie, something Canary would believe, but as it turns out I didn't have to.

"Oh, me and Rob were messing around and I dropped my water on the floor. No big." She shrugged, picking the bottle from the ground and neatly tossing it into the trashcan. Canary looked like she was going to call her on it, but she must've decided to let it slide.
"Robin, are you up for training?" It took me a second to understand what she meant. My knee. I had forgotten why I was taking a break in the first place.

"Yeah, I'm fine…" I mumbled, glancing sideways at Commando who continued to beam at Canary.
"Jill, would you like to come watch or…?" Canary started to ask.
"No." She cut off brightly.
"I would like to train."

Canary hesitated, I willed her to say no.
"You're still not fully healed…"
Commando frowned. "Come on, Canary. Yeah, I'm not completely up to snuff yet, but I'm well enough to train. Why don't you have Rob spar with me? He's more experienced than the others and we're both around the same height and weight. That way I'll be less likely to get hurt." She said it so cheerfully; I almost didn't catch the dark meaning behind it. Commando wanted a fight, eh? Well, then, she was going to get one.

Canary smiled, and then nodded. "Great idea, Jill. I think Wally and Conner just finished up their round. So you two can begin right away." She turned, walking back to the training area.
"Great!" Commando chirped, cranking the charm up to high and smiling devilishly at me. I blew it off as nothing, Commando had no formal training. I thought all she knew how to do was shoot and pull dirty tricks. Poor kid, I was going to embarrass the heck out of her.

When I came back into the training room, Commando stood on one end of the fighting circle, waiting. Everyone had backed away, eager to watch the fight. My relationship with Commando was amusing them, I guess. I saw Wally nudge Conner and whisper something to him. He was pretty far away but I caught the words 'Five on Jill.' He was betting, against me!

Well, Wally, you're going to be out five bucks. I thought, getting into a fighting stance.
"Begin." Canary nodded, getting out of the way.
I let Commando attack first, our arms locked together and I tried to flip her onto her back. She let her body relax and wriggled free of my hold, getting behind me. Commando's eyes were wild with adrenaline, she was pumped. She thought she was going to win.

I turned, ready for her attack, but she was faster. Commando leg hooked around mine with unexpected speed and she grabbed a hold of my waist. She jerked my leg out from under me, making me stumble, and then she picked me up by my waist and tossed me over her head. My body made a wide arc before slamming to the ground and knocking the wind from my lungs. My name appeared in a hologram over my head, announcing that I had failed.
Commando was getting high-fives from the others; she was such an attention hog.

I leaped up and got back into my corner.
"You want to go again?" She asked.
"Haven't you been embarrassed enough for one day?"
I said nothing, Commando got the hint. "Okay. Whatever." She shrugged, getting back into the circle.
The same thing happened, I crashed to the ground. Wham.

Wham.

Wham.

Wham.

Wha-am.

Wham.

Commando once again stood over me, grinning. She offered me her hand; I purposely ignored it and scrambled to my feet. Humiliated and angry, I started to storm out of the room.
"Robin…" Canary tried to stop me; I ducked under her arm and kept going. There was nothing she could say that would fix that.
I only looked back to see our final scores. COMMANDO: 119, ROBIN: -10.
And I thought I was embarrassed before, she was just some punk kid from the streets. Why couldn't I beat her?

I could hear her laughter echoing through the room, she always had to have the last word.
"Aww, I think I made poor Wobbie sad…" She said in a babyish voice, making the others laugh harder. Even Kaldur smiled, Megan kept giggling in between telling her not to be so mean. I never saw Conner laugh so hard, heck I'd never seen him laugh at all. Not really.

Some friends. I sniffed.

And to think I though she was attractive.

And my name's not Robbie!

Hehehe, this chapter was fun to write. Love reviews! Long ones make me super happy and make me want to update faster! Short ones are okay, too! No reviews at all suck!
Am I the only one who thought that Wizard of Oz referance in the new episode was a bit corny? Over all it was a good episode, not enough Spitfire. But enough to keep me satified. I expected Wolf to be the girl, though, and to half cute little mutated super pups...yeah:D

Okay, time for my usual randomness...hmmm... Did anyone else think Robin looked like a blind kid the first time they saw him in his sunglasses? Did anyone else get a little annoyed when Wally said 'Hello, Wally!' Did anyone else want to punch Icicle Jr's dad in the face? I know I did...