Chapter 30
As Dicks car pulled away from the curb Barbara went and took his place next to Lilly
"Hey what was that about" she asked
"What do you mean "Lilly said putting her phone away?
"You and Dick, I didn't know that you guys were close" Barbara said
"Oh were not really, were just going to get ice-cream or something over the weekend, you don't mind right barb" Lilly said
"Of course not, why would I mind" Barbara said shrugging
"Well because of you and Dick" Lilly said
"Oh my god, how many times do I have to tell you that there is nothing between me and Dick" Barbara said
"Ok I was just making sure" Lilly said "oh there's my mom, bye barb, see you Monday" Lilly ran to her mom's car and hopped in. Barbara sighed as she watched them pull away from the curb. She was sitting there waiting for her dad to come pick her up when someone walked up behind her and said
"A pretty girl like you shouldn't be sitting here all alone, how you would like me to keep you company."
She looked over her shoulder, already knowing who it was "actually I would like the exact opposite" she said to the cocky boy standing behind her. His name was Luke and she was one of the jocks of the school that thought he was so cool.
"Now why is that miss. Gordon" he said smirking and sitting down next to her anyway
"Well it could be the fact that you very essence repels me" she said
"Well Barbara, I am truly hurt" he said putting one hand over his heart and trying to put his other arm over her shoulders.
"Don't even think about it" she said grabbing his arm and moving it away from her. She got up and started to walk away. Thankfully that was when her dad pulled up she got in the car, despising Luke. He was such a creep, and she didn't understand why he instead on pursuing her.
"So how was school today" Commissioner Gordon asked as her pulled away from the school
"Weird" was all Barbara answered with
Meanwhile Dick got to the manor, put his stuff away and went to the Batcave. Bruce wasn't there. Dick figured that he was at the office. He called the Wayne industry's office, not wanting to call Bruce's cell in case he was in a meeting or something.
"Hello, Wayne industries, Bruce Wayne's office, how may help you" said the voice of Bruce's assistant, Lucy
"Hi Lucy, its Dick," he said "I was wondering if Bruce was free, I didn't want to bother him if he was busy"
"Oh I'm sorry Dick but he is in a meeting right now, would you like me to give him a message for you" she said
"Yeah, could you just tell him that I need to talk to him when he has time?"
"No problem" she said "is that it"
"Yup" Dick said "thanks Lucy, have a good day"
"You to" she said then hung up. Dick sighed and hung up the phone. He figure, Bruce was always busy. He figure he would go to the cave for a while, a maybe stay the night. He just needed to get away from the city for a while, clear his head. And who knows maybe the team had some suggestions for him.
He went up to his room and packed a few things into a back pack, like his laptop, and school stuff so he could do his homework. He had a couple of pairs of street clothes at the cave, along with his spare Robin uniform. Before he left he found Alfred and said
"Hey Alfred, I think I'm going to spend some time at the cave. Could you tell Bruce that's where I am when he gets home?"
"Yes of course, master Dick" Alfred said "have a good evening"
"Bye Alfred" Dick said on his way out the door. He went down to the Batcave and looked between the zeta tubes and his motorcycle and decided to take the motorcycle. It would give him more time to think. He mounted the bike with his bag over his shoulder, and sped out of the Batcave. He loved the freedom of going fast on his motorcycle, or gliding through the air with a grappling hook. He could understand why Barbara would want that type of life. But that is all that reached the public eye. They didn't advertise when the city's heroes get injured, or almost die. He knew what it was like to be in that type of danger, and he couldn't ever let that happen to Barbara. But who was he to deprive her of the freedom of being a hero. Her dad had her take so many self-defense courses, and he remembered telling his she had taken some karate or something, and she was a great gymnast, she might actually be good at it.
His entire ride to Mt. Justice, Dick argued with himself over the subject. So very confused at what he should do.