Chapter 3.

This fic will be longer than my last.

Fred.

Richard Grayson stood with his friends by the flag pole at Jump City High. A dark pair of shades covered his eyes. He surveyed the other people in front of him and sighed. It was the same old people again. There was Victor Stone, the captain of the football squad holding Garfield Logan, the class clown, over his head because Gar had put toothpaste in his back pack. Roy Harper, otherwise known as 'Speedy' (Track running champion) was flirting yet again with the only female member of their 'gang' Kori Anders. Richard noticed someone coming towards them and frowned. Yes, same old people.

Jason Wyeld was sauntering towards them, a smirk playing on his face. Richard leaned against the flag pole and pretended not to notice him until he was standing right in front of him. Richard glared at the intruder.

"What do you want?" He asked, rudely.

Jason grinned at him.

"Just wanted to say hi to my favourite jerk on the first day of school."

Richard glared at him and squared his shoulders.

"I've said it before, and I'll say it again. Get lost."

Jason merely looked bored.

"Seems like Mr Popularity isn't as powerful as he thinks." Jason sneered as Richard gave him a questioning look. "I thought you would have been all over the new girl by now. Y'know, making sure she knows to fall at your feet at your every beck and call."

And with that, Jason turned on his heel and left.

Richard turned to his friends, puzzled. They looked at him, just as clueless, none of them had heard of a new girl either.

Richard sat at the back of this homeroom class, rocking back on his chair with his gaze out of the window. He refused to take off his shades, even indoors, but as his father was none other than billionaire Bruce Wayne, none of the teachers questioned him. His leather jacket hung casually on the back of his chair, and he was busy contemplating the best way to let the girls get a clear view of his muscled torso through his white top.

Halfway through homeroom, the door opened and a girl entered. Richard sat up straighter, this must be the new girl that freak Jason had mentioned. Richard surveyed her, and immediately saw why Jason was so interested in her. She was unquestionably dark, in black and white sneakers, tight black combats and a purple tank top that stopped about an inch above a belly button, revealing a belly jewel and (when she turned around) a small tattoo in a strange foreign language on her lower back. She noticed the stares and whispers, and slipped on a black hoodie to cover up the more noticeable features, but it was too late. To top it all off, she had wild curves, which did not escape any of the guys notices.

But all these features were pushed to the back of Richards mind when he saw her eye and hair colour. Shocking violet and amethyst, and the strangest thing was; they looked natural. Raven finished her discussion with the teacher about the proper dress code and turned to take a seat. Richard shoved the kid next to him off of his seat, and grinned as Raven took it for empty and sat down. The kid grumbled, but quickly moved his stuff to the front of the class at a glance from Rich.

Raven buried her face behind her hands.

'Stupid, stupid, stupid!' she silently berated herself. She should have worn her jacket, now she would be the freak all over again. She hated the rumours that followed the signs of her rebellious streak. She hated the attention. She was supposed to be able to hide, and she had blown it on her first day. A cough came from beside her, and she turned to the boy next to her. He was well built, and she supposed he was quite good looking. But his relaxed pose already gave her the impression of a guy who was too full of himself.

The boy extended his hand.

"Hey, my name's Richard Grayson. I can show you around today, if you like."

Raven stared at his hand in distaste, already thinking back to Jason's words.

"Raven. And I've already got a guide, thanks." And with that, she turned away, without taking Richard's hand.

He glared at her, but left it where it was. It was clear that Jason had already poisoned her mind against him. He had no doubt who her guide for today was. The two sat in an uncomfortable silence, before the bell rang, and Raven disappeared into the halls without another glance in his direction.