...well a long awaited update...i don't even know what's going on...enjoy

Conner woke up before the birds started chirping. He had to wait a few seconds to get his bearings straight. He needed to remember that he was not in his room back at the apartment. He was at Mom and Pop's place. Getting up he took the pajamas off and folded them neatly and sat them on the dresser. Then he made the bed, smoothing all of the wrinkles out of it before placing the pillow back. Slipping his shoes on he opened up the window and floated back to his apartment. He was comfortable there. The warmth that he felt laying in that bed with the blankets cocooned around him. He slept the entire night without waking once because of a nightmare….that scared him.

He was not used to that feeling. Deep in the back of his conscious while he slept he was waiting for something to happen. Waiting to dream and have it turn into a night terror. Waiting for that rejection that still haunted him after all this time. That turn of a back. Watching that red cape flutter in the wind as that man walked away. Ignoring him and pretending he never existed. Why can't he just get over it. He wants to, so badly. Conner was sick of the pain. Sick of hurting because he was the only one without a true mentor. Batman and Black canary were nice to have but they had others to tend to. They did not know what he had to go through when his powers started to grow more. The two couldn't help him with his ice breath or when lasers kept shooting out of his eyes every five seconds. He needed Superman's help and all he did was turn his back on him.

Entering the apartment he instantly knew that something was off. There had been someone else in here. He started in the back of the apartment first and started to search. He wasn't finding anything. Wait...why didn't he just use his x-ray vision. that would make things easier. He scanned the house. No one there but there was a gift sitting on the dining room table.

To: Superboy

From:

No one sent this to him? Some one had to have sent this to him. He opened the box to see a nice outfit for the day. black slacks with a grey button up shirt. He checked the clothes over to make sure nothing was going to hurt him. Checking the time he noticed he had about five hours before he needed to get ready for graduation. going over to the couch he relaxed and turned on the tv to watch some mindless daytime television. About two hours went by when he received a text.

Dick#: come over so we can hang out before graduation

Conner#: no.

Dick#: why not?

Conner#: I don't want to deal with you right now.

Dick#: party pooper :(

Conner rolled his eyes and tossed his phone across the couch. Did he even want to go to the graduation ceremony? It's not like he has to go. No one is going to be there cheering him on as he walks onto the stage to get his diploma. Maybe Dick and Bruce but that's not who he really wanted there. Mr. and Mrs. Oakwood would have been great to have there. "Ugh...decisions...decisions...i'm going to sleep this off."

And sleep he did.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

That damn alarm on his phone needs to be disabled. He sat up, his hair a mess and drool dried up on the side of his mouth. He picked up his phone and noticed that it was ten. He had an hour to get ready. "Ugh…." Conner fell back against the sofa. He couldn't wait to get this day over and done with.

Getting up onto his feet he drug himself to the shower and washed up. It was a good thing that someone had sent him the clothes. He didn't have anything that was….graduation appropriate. Dressing then doing his hair, he checked himself over a few times. Grabbing his wallet he headed off to school.

Conner sat with his graduating class outside in the football stadium. The day was beautiful and sunny. It was not too hot and there was a slight breeze. They were listening to their peer give a speech. Right now he wasn't paying attention. He just wanted to get out of there. He had to endure three more minutes of bad puns, corny jokes and forced laughter. He watched as the first row stood from their seats. They got into place and started up one by one. The principle calling their name, taking their steps to grab their diploma, shake a hand then walk across the rest of the stage, down the stairs and back to their chair. This continued on until it was Conner's turn to.

He heard his name and his heart started to beat fast. He feared of tripping while getting his diploma. Walking across the stage he shook with his right and grabbed with his left. He heard distinct group of cheers coming from the stand. Following the voices he looked up and seen Mr. and Mrs. Oakwood, Bruce Wayne, Diana Prince and Dinah Lance. He raised his hands up and waved while heading back to his seat. Once everyone had gotten their diploma they filed out and dispersed to go home. Dick had found Conner quickly and they took a couple of pictures together. The adults showed up and started snapping pictures as well. Conner was happy that Mr. and Mrs. oakwood could make it. he didn't even know they were invited.

"I took the liberty of inviting them...if it was okay?" Dick whispered to him.

"Totally fine." Conner and Dick fist bumped. "Wait how did you know where they lived?"

"I'm the world's greatest detective's partner. I figure out everything." Dick chuckled. "Oh and Diana and Dinah said they were coming because they were mother figures to you before you left. They are sort of disappointed in you because you stopped communicating with them."

"I stopped communicating with everyone. Not just them." Conner took off his graduation robe and his hat.

"I know that but they thought of you as a son so knowing that you wouldn't talk to them hurt them deep inside. I'm surprised Diana isn't grounding you."

"That is not necessary." Conner's face paled a bit. Then he felt arms around him. He looked up to see Dinah and Diana. "Hi…"

"You have the nerve to not speak with us for months young man. I am highly disappointed. We were worried sick and if it were not for Richard we wouldn't even know if you were alive!" The two women started to express how they felt. Now Conner felt horrible for not texting or at least calling once in awhile.

"Okay Diana and dinah...stop giving him grief." Bruce interjected. "Alright you two go off and do what graduates do…..just don't get in trouble. I am not bailing any one out of jail."

"Right pops." Dick rolled his eyes. "Come on Conner. There are some people that are dying to see you again."

Conner followed Dick around the corner and then wrapped his arm around him and lifted him into the air. "You know i still don't want to see them...right?"

"I know you don't Conner but they miss you. You don't need to go into detail. Hell pretend you never left. Just give them the time of day. Please…..go to the milkshake shop"

The clone flew and landed in an alley a block away and walked beside Dick. He had a small bounce in his step. As the two got closer to the milkshake place the urge to just fly away overcame Conner. No. He has to do this. He needs to show his face. Entering the little shop they noticed Wally waving his hand quickly to get their attention.

"Overhereoverhereoverhere!" The redhead was excited. He was able to see the Super again. "Conner! Buddy. It's so nice to see you man."

"Hey Wally. Glad to see you too." Well it's not awkward so far. Then he turned and seen the rest of the team. They greeted him with smiles and hellos. As they talked he ordered himself a small oreo shake and listened. He had missed so much though he did not feel left out. He knew things like this would happen being away from the team. They said they would always let him back with open arms. Conner doesn't want to go back yet. Only and ONLY if he gets over this entire superman thing. There must be time. If there is not time there is no healing.

Author's note: If our lovely super does go back to the team...should he pick up the title as Superboy...or should he have a new one?