I apoligized for the long absence of update. Here's the next part written
by superherogirlcat. Some of you might be familiar with her story "Famous
flowers of serving men." If you haven't read it, I really recommend it.
It's very good.
I was going to wait until she and I add some more to this chapter before posting it up, but I wasn't able to get in touch with her to talk about adding more. So here's a next part.
~*~ Diana followed Principal Luthor to the office, wondering what this was about. She was a little nervous, and more than a little curious, but not particularly scared. The principal couldn't possibly be more intimidating than Artemis, just as nothing he could do her could ever be worse than her training sessions.
Diana could not suppress a smile at the thought. Unfortunately, Principal Luthor noticed. "So, you think this is funny, do you?" He snapped, whirling towards her.
Diana immediately straightened her face. "No, sir." She responded.
The principal regarded her harshly for another moment.
"Humph." He growled as they resumed walking down the hall.
"We'll see how much you're smiling when you get to my office.
Diana wisely kept her mouth shut.
***
The office was cold and unwelcoming, like most high school administration buildings, and Diana was distinctly uncomfortable with it. As she was being hustled from the main office to Principal Luthor's private office, she caught a glimpse of the dark-haired boy who had been such a jerk to her and sighed, inwardly. Great.
Ms. Lane, whom she recognized as the Vice-Principal, was standing in Principal Luthor's private office, along with a girl who she'd never see before.
The other girl was slightly shorter than Diana's 5'5", but made up for the height difference in raw attitude. She was punky and had a kind of harsh, tough demeanor. She wore a pair of low-slung, well-worn black jeans, a red T-shirt bearing a picture of a black cat and the words "Bad Kitty", and silver cat earrings. Her eyes were artfully kohl-lined to make her look like a cat, and completed her feline demeanor.
Principal Luthor sat behind his desk and appraised Diana with a hard stare. Diana waited patiently, or rather, not so patiently for him to say something.
"Were you the last one out of the gym earlier tody?" He demanded abruptly.
Diana thought for a moment. "I think so, sir." She said, hesitantly. "Can I ask why?"
"It had to be her!" Cat-chick snapped, suddenly. "Who else could it be?!"
"I can handle this, Miss Kyle." Principal Luthor snapped.
"Yes, Ms. Kyle, he can handle this." A soft tenor voice commented. Diana, Principal Luthor, Ms. Lane, and the feline-obsessed girl all turned to look at the doorway.
Bruce Wayne was standing there, leaning against the doorway, as calm as if he'd just said "Hey, how's the weather?"
Diana sighed. "Great." She muttered. "Just perfect."
***
I was going to wait until she and I add some more to this chapter before posting it up, but I wasn't able to get in touch with her to talk about adding more. So here's a next part.
~*~ Diana followed Principal Luthor to the office, wondering what this was about. She was a little nervous, and more than a little curious, but not particularly scared. The principal couldn't possibly be more intimidating than Artemis, just as nothing he could do her could ever be worse than her training sessions.
Diana could not suppress a smile at the thought. Unfortunately, Principal Luthor noticed. "So, you think this is funny, do you?" He snapped, whirling towards her.
Diana immediately straightened her face. "No, sir." She responded.
The principal regarded her harshly for another moment.
"Humph." He growled as they resumed walking down the hall.
"We'll see how much you're smiling when you get to my office.
Diana wisely kept her mouth shut.
***
The office was cold and unwelcoming, like most high school administration buildings, and Diana was distinctly uncomfortable with it. As she was being hustled from the main office to Principal Luthor's private office, she caught a glimpse of the dark-haired boy who had been such a jerk to her and sighed, inwardly. Great.
Ms. Lane, whom she recognized as the Vice-Principal, was standing in Principal Luthor's private office, along with a girl who she'd never see before.
The other girl was slightly shorter than Diana's 5'5", but made up for the height difference in raw attitude. She was punky and had a kind of harsh, tough demeanor. She wore a pair of low-slung, well-worn black jeans, a red T-shirt bearing a picture of a black cat and the words "Bad Kitty", and silver cat earrings. Her eyes were artfully kohl-lined to make her look like a cat, and completed her feline demeanor.
Principal Luthor sat behind his desk and appraised Diana with a hard stare. Diana waited patiently, or rather, not so patiently for him to say something.
"Were you the last one out of the gym earlier tody?" He demanded abruptly.
Diana thought for a moment. "I think so, sir." She said, hesitantly. "Can I ask why?"
"It had to be her!" Cat-chick snapped, suddenly. "Who else could it be?!"
"I can handle this, Miss Kyle." Principal Luthor snapped.
"Yes, Ms. Kyle, he can handle this." A soft tenor voice commented. Diana, Principal Luthor, Ms. Lane, and the feline-obsessed girl all turned to look at the doorway.
Bruce Wayne was standing there, leaning against the doorway, as calm as if he'd just said "Hey, how's the weather?"
Diana sighed. "Great." She muttered. "Just perfect."
***