Disclaimer: I don't own Batman or anything affiliated. If I did I'd be working for DC
A/N: So this story is my main priority at the moment and it's my pride and joy because I've never had this many different characters in one story before (If you don't believe me check my other stories. Never anyone other than Batman, Joker, Harley, Ivy, Crane, Maybe Nygma, I think Catwoman was in one or two...) But Please don't mind my mindless drabble! And the story starts with...
A/N: Hi again friends. It has been 7 full years since I last worked on this story. I finally decided to finish these stories. I chose to work on this story first because it was an original story. Thank you for your loyalty. i hope you enjoy.
"Harleen Quinzel?" Daniel Allen, teacher of two years, called out to his class of to-be jailbirds. That's where just about everyone in Gotham ended up these days.
A young girl in the back of the class stuck up her hand and smiled at him. She was a blonde, although you could tell it wasn't natural, she was about 5' 5" with small waist, blazing baby blues and good Lord, this girl was beautiful!
She obviously didn't belong in the slums of Gotham. She looked like she belonged in Wayne manor being waited on hand and foot by her own personal butler, yet here she was. And her… Reputation preceded her.
She was known to sleep her way to the top of her classes. Or so Daniel was told. Now, Daniel didn't believe in taking advantage of young women, but if she were to happen to stay after school once or twice a week to "work on her grades" He might have to oblige. But that was far into the future, this being the first day of school.
"Call me Harley!" She chirped. "We're going to have a good year, class!" He announced after he finished the last four names on his attendance sheet. It was a pretty good turnout for the first day with only one person missing.
"Johnny!" Harley whispered slapping her hand over the page her best friend was reading. He lazily rolled his head to look at her.
"Yes, Harleen?" He asked feigning disinterest.
"I thought you said Jack Nave was in this class?" She whispered leaning over as Mr. Allen stared at them. What's his problem? She wondered as Jonathan's expression fell.
"He is." He reassured her, no longer faking. "He's probably skipping with some of his other delinquent friends." Harley's eyes narrowed at him.
"He's not a delinquent." She said folding her arms over her chest and turning to face forward. Jonathan began to retort but Nygma beat him to it.
"Actually Har-Leen, Nave is indeed skipping. And yes, he is a delinquent." He stated matter-of-factly. "Thank you, Edward." Harley said as she and Jonathan rolled their eyes and went back to his book.
"Encyclopeida Paranoiaca?" Edward asked looking at the covers of Jonathan's book. Two narrow eye slits appeared at the top of the of the book, peering up at Edward.
"Yes. But I assume you've already-" He began.
"Read it? Oh yes. Many times. Enjoy your first reading." Edward smirked turning on his heel and walking away. "Next time, Johnny." She said placing her hand in his.
His face flushed at the sudden physical contact and quickly pulled his hand away. Although he'd never admit it to anyone but his Raven, Lenore, he'd been in love with Harleen Frances Quinzel since he'd first met her. He turned away from her, to hide his shame, and stuffed his nose back into his book.
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"C'mon fat-ass!" Harvey Dent whispered to the obese Oswald Cobblepot as he attempted to climb over a fence.
"How 'bout when I get my 'fat-arse' over this fence ya come kiss it!" He retorted as Harvey walked over and pulled the boy over the fence. They collided on the ground when Harvey began yelling.
"Help! Help! Lard-o is tryna kill me!" A large shadow cast itself over the two as Oswald was lifted off of Harvey. "Boss said: Shut up." Bane breathed picking up Harvey and shoving the two toward the entrance.
"Yes sir." Oswald mocked under his breath. He was the lackey, the least welcome between the three of them after Harvey. "Shut up, ya fat lard of shit! I already have enough problems with the boss, I don't need him screwing us up like him." Harvey hissed to Oswald.
"Callarse, pavo." Bane grunted. "Well let us go then, eh?" Oswald responded, irritated.
As they arrived at the trashed two story office building they saw a movement in the shadows. All three of them tensed, not sure of what could be lurking.
"Boys, Boss is not happy." Selina Kyle purred as she stepped out into the light.
"I tried to tell them we needed to move." Bane said unconcerned. "Oh come on, little pussycat. You know I like to make an entrance," He winked.
"Oh Harvey, you know perfectly well," Her hand flew across his face is a swift slap, "I'm not interested. Now get your asses in there." As the three made their way into the building she stopped Bane.
"Tell Jack that I went back to school. Tryouts are today and I have to stop home and grab a change of clothes." She whispered, looking around before giving him a quick peck and running off.
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In a room full of beautiful, talented, and flexible gymnasts Harleen Quinzel and one of her two best friends stood out the most. Or the three of them would if Selina would show up. There were more boys in the bleachers than there were girls on the mat. Pamela Isley ground her teeth as the boys whistled and shouted crude jokes to the girls around them.
"Why do they let assholes sit in on the tryouts?" She asked as one guy started yelling "I heard red heads like it rough! Is that true baby?"
"I dunno, but here comes Kitty!" Harley squealed as she waved her beautiful friend over.
"Hey Harl! Hey Pammy!" She said one she was close enough.
"Hey baby wanna go for a ride?" The same jock yelled when he saw Selina.
" Hey Tommy, wanna go suck a-"
PUUUURRRRRPPPPPP!
"Alright ladies!"
A girl yelled dropping her whistle and holding up her clipboard.
"If you haven't signed up and received a number please come do so now!" She said as small groups of girls made their way to the table she sat at.
"Did you two sign up yet?" Selina asked turning to get two friends. "Nah, we were waitin on you." Harley said as she linked arms with her best friends.
"How about a foursome?" One boy cried as they walked away from the boys. "Tommy!" One of the girls who were hosting try-outs yelled. She pointed to the two huge double doors and yelled "Out!" Tommy put his hands up in defeat and sat back.
"Sorry." She said turning her attention back to Harley, Pamela, and Selina.
"Your numbers are 44, 45, and 46" The girl looked up at the three smiling girls. She passed them "Hello! My name is..." stickers with their numbers. "Good luck." The girl said as they turned and walked away.
"How about we see you do some splits?" Tommy yelled from the bleachers. This is gonna be a long tryout. The girl thought as she blew her whistle again.
A/N: So, Didya hate it, didya love it, didya like it as a friend and will keep it in the friend zone? (I think it'd rather be hated than put into the friend zone...) Either way, good or bad, I want your feedback! I will try to update as often as I possibly can! Please, please, PLEASE REVIEW! you'll make my day if you do... Then I'll be all motivated-y to write more this this story will go far ^.^