Enigma who?

First day as a normal teenager, first friggin day and Jessica, had to go to school.

The world must hate her. It really must.

She stood at the entrance to the school, staring at all the other kids as they chatted, studied, flirted took lunch money off others.

It was kids. She wasn't good with people her own age that were sane. Not in truth.

She was sane, she could do this, she only looked like a clown, she was fine.

She really wasn't fine.

"Be a black and white bumble bee," she muttered to herself before walking into the grounds.

It was like her presence had been announced by a trumpet, because no sooner had she stepped on the grounds then all the kids stopped and looked at her.

"Because that isn't a weird thing to do at all," she muttered to herself before rolling her eyes.

Get your act together Jess, show them you mean business.

"Take a picture it'll last longer," Jessica growled out.

They turned away but she could hear them whispering.

"What the hell is that freak doing here?"

"Who'd let her come here?"

"I thought she was insane."

"Shoulda stayed in the nut house where she belongs."

"Now we got another freak like Enigma."

Jessica paused. Enigma? Who was Enigma?

"Shut the hell up, look she's there."

Jessica turned around and sure enough there was a girl, wearing big bulky glasses, holding masses of books in her arms, her hair was tied back into a simple pony tail and she wore baggy clothing, obviously she didn't want to be seen.

Jester tilted her head to the side before smirking and strutting over to her.

"Hey!" she said as she placed her arm around Enigma's shoulders.

The girl went wide eyed and stared at her. "I… I umm…"

"Don't sweat it kid, I'm Jess Turner, well Jessica Turner, but call me Jess," she smiled at her tightening her grip. "Let's be friendless friends."

"P- pardon?"

"Yeah, I know I created a paradox, but who the hell cares right?"

Enigma blinked at her in confusion and shock. "Do I know you?"

"Not yet ya' don't."

"Pardon?"

"You and me, we're gonna be best friends, trust me."

Enigma blinked again. "Really?"

"Sure. You and I, we're gonna own this place and ain't no one that's gonna tell us other wise."

"I'm not exactly one of the popular kids," Enigma muttered.

"By the time I'm done with ya', you'll be the most popular girl in school, we both will," Jessica grinned, putting some gum in her mouth. "Want some?" she asked handing it to Enigma.

"I'll pass thanks."

"Not a problem, more for me."

Jessica smirked at all the staring faces as they walked past. Everyone was looking at them, they were in the spot light.

"Told ya', I'm gonna make ya' popular."

Enigma blinked. "Non of the guys like me though. I mean…"

"No offence girl, but ya' don't do yourself any favours," Jessica muttered. "Ya' gotta keep it covered but show off a little, show what the guys are missing, it's how I role!"

Enigma took a look at Jessica's outfit.

White baseball shirt on with 'rebel gang' written on it, wearing purple shorts, black and white trainers a black and white cap with 'brookland' written on it, she also noticed that her earrings said 'I will cut you' on them and she had a gun pendant hanging round her neck.

"I… I'm not sure I could pull off your style."

"Ha! You ain't copying this merchandise! Ya' going to have your own style, something tells me you're the intellectual type," Jessica grinned tapping her chin. "I'll have something sorted out, don't you worry."

"But shouldn't you… I don't know, be trying to fit in with everyone else?"

"Nah," laughed Jessica. "I ain't gonna fit in any way, I'm gonna burn bright!"

"The brightest light goes out the quickest," Enigma muttered.

Jessica gave her a wink. "Better to burn out then to fade away," she raised her hand in the air before blowing a bubble and letting it pop.

"First thing we gonna' do sister, we gonna' sort out them glasses of yours," Jessica grinned. "I'm gonna make sure you come out of your shell, trust me on that."

Enigma blinked once again before shaking her head. "You're crazy."

"No I'm not, I've been proven to be perfectly sane."

"Considering it's Arkham, I wouldn't take everything that say."

"Nor would I, but hey! I have a new friend!" Jessica grinned gesturing to Enigma who blinked at her before frowning a tiny bit.

"Don't I get a say in this friendship?"

"Non what so ever," Jessica giggled.

Enigma laughed. "Yeah, I didn't think I did."

"Now ya' getting it kid, relax. I'mma gonna look after ya' and show you how to work it with out falling out your clothes like almost every single cheer leader on this site."

Enigma laughed once again before she pushed the glasses up her nose. "You.. you're a very strange girl."

"I sure as hell am, but ya' know something? It's the best way to be! Who wants the pressure of being sane all the time? Not me, I can tell ya."

"So… you're not sane?"

"I refuse to put a label on what I am. My name is Jessica so I'm Jessica. Besides, who's to judge who's insane?"

"The Doctors."

"Meh, they don't know anything."

"My mother is a Doctor, she works at Arkham too."

"Oh really? What's her name?" asked Jessica.

"Mist Terry. I'm Enigma Terry."

Jessica paused before rounding on Enigma. "I'm sorry… Enigma who?"

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