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I am so bored out of my mind! Why am I bored? Oh, that's right! I'm basically on a fully paid vacation. Mr. Fox told me on the trip over here that I would be on sabbatical due to the internal investigation of Wesley. Wesley had been removed from Wayne Enterprises and Mr. Fox assured me that I'd be able to work again next week. You would think that with the time off, I'd be relaxed and calm. All this extra time on my hands has only fueled my boredom.

My first day in Metropolis was different. It wasn't that it was bad, I just noticed that the city looked a whole lot cleaner than Gotham. The contrast was very intimidating. Viola was ecstatic that I had time off. She talked about visiting all the landmarks and museums, which didn't interest me in the slightest. Mr. Fox had gone on ahead with our luggage to the Metropolis Grande Hotel. It is one of Metropolis' more respected and posh hotels catering to the rich and famous.

Viola first dragged me to go see the Metropolis Bay and tour the Mount Royal neighborhood, because she wanted to see all the celebrity houses. She pointed to all her favorite celebrities on the tourist map and got really excited when we passed their houses. She then took me to Centennial Park, which was actually a beautiful and vast space filled with lush landscapes. We browsed through Blaze Comics, where I picked up some classic prints. Next, as our rental car passed by Lexcorp, Viola wouldn't stop teasing me about maybe dropping by to say 'Hello'. I just wished she'd shut up about it.

We stopped at the Metropolis Museum of Art when I noticed the odd feeling that I was being watched. I browsed over some stunning sculptures when I knew someone was watching me. I turned to look over my shoulder but didn't see anyone but tourists. I hated the feeling, it made my skin crawl to not know who the Hell was following me. I rushed to find Viola so that we could go somewhere else.

We got back into our car and headed to Dynasty restaurant. We passed by WanyeTech laboratories on our way through downtown and I felt depressed. I had only worked in the Gotham office; I wanted to start working here. I also really wanted to go to the business summit and I couldn't. All because some douche bag that felt the need to get his rocks off. We dined at Dynasty, and I mean we ate so much that we had to practically roll ourselves out the door. Somehow we managed to slip back into the Metropolis Grande Hotel without tipping off the media to our presence. We said our good nights and promptly passed out from exhaustion in our rooms.

Which brings me to why I'm so bored: Viola dragged me all over town. I've pretty much seen most of Metropolis and now I'm sitting here bored in my hotel room. I sat on my bed flicking through different TV stations and stopped on WLEX-TV. Lex had his own television station? Dude, what the Hell would he want with me when he has all this money? I've got nothing he'd want. I flipped the channel and settled on watching the Metropolis Generals basketball game. After watching about two quarters' worth of the game, I turned off the TV and stood up to go get my phone.

I did a double take as I passed by a large, very expensive vanity mirror. I thought I'd just seen fire but it couldn't be. I walked backwards until I stood right in front of the mirror. What I saw was probably the single most shocking thing I have ever seen in my life. My whole body was on fire; from head to toe, blue flames engulfed me. My first instinct should have been to dunk myself in water, but I inspected at my arms instead. Waving them around me I saw that the flames didn't hurt. I shook my right leg to see if I got the same result, and I felt no pain at all. My attention went back to my hand and I concentrated. Suddenly my hand lit up and I aimed at my vintage comic books. Since they were obviously very flammable they caught fire, and I hopped around my room trying to put out the fire before I burned the hotel down.

I grabbed the comic books and dunked them into a trash bin on the far side of my room. I poured a bottle of water from the fridge into the bin to stop the flames from reaching any higher. Dumping the bottle in the trash I breathed a sigh of relief only to realize that I wasn't normal.

I'm a metahuman? How is that possible? I've always been a normal human being but…son of a bitch! No wonder Dr. Pierce was so eager for me to call him if there were any side effects. What the Hell did the Justice League doctors do to me?

I better find Dr. Pierce's number and fast.

"Nicky! Open up, it's me!" Viola said, knocking on my door.

Crap! I can't answer the door covered in fire! Rushing to the bathroom, I quickly turned on the shower to cold, stripped my clothes off and stepped under the spray. The fire seemed to quell at the sight of water, which was a relief. I got out, threw on a robe and ran to the door. Viola was banging on it and yelling for me. I opened it while tying my robe fully.

"Yeah, what?" I asked.

"I didn't know that you were in the shower, you had me worried. Why does it smell like something is burning?" Viola asked.

"Oh! I wanted to smoke but then I remembered Hotel policy and I put it out quickly. Sorry."

"That's okay, I guess. I'm glad that I have you now though," Viola said, smirking.

"Why?" I asked.

Viola smiled, "Because you are going to let me highlight your hair."

If it meant having her not know what just happened, then I'm all for it.

"Yeah, sure, what color?" I said, laughing.

"You'll see!"

Viola had styled my hair in honey-colored highlights with big curls that landed on my shoulders. She then picked out my wardrobe, which consisted of a strapless, sequin boustierre top, pleated black skirt and tights. I added a pair of black calf high boots and Viola finished off my look with dark makeup. I wonder what she's up to. She dragged me downstairs to what looked to be a karaoke bar.

"What are we doing here? You do know that this hotel is hosting the business summit, right?" I said, raising an eyebrow and sitting down.

"Remember that surprise I had for you?" she asked, smiling.

"Yeah?"

"Close your eyes. And no peaking!"

I closed my eyes and waited patiently for whatever Viola planned. It wasn't until I felt a pair of arms wrap around me that I squealed.

"Bryn!"

"Were you expecting someone else? Maybe a bald billionaire, perhaps?" Bryn said, laughing.

"Oh hush you! Give me a proper hug," I said, while turning around and squeezing her.

"I told you that you'd love your surprise!" Viola smiled.

"Viola, how did you get her here? What are you doing here, Bryn? What about school?" I asked.

Viola smiled, "Well, Metropolis is only a short drive from Gotham. So we got her here by helicopter. Bruce was the one who suggested that Bryn come along."

"Well I finished my core and I've got lots of downtime until graduation. I'm actually here to drop off an application with someone. Guess who you might see in the IT department?" Bryn asked, grinning.

"What? You're going to work for Wayne Enterprises?" I was ecstatic.

"It's not a done deal, but I pretty much knocked my interview out of the park. And if you would have seen the eye candy up in that meeting! I've never seen so many fine and rich men and women in one room before." Bryn said.

"Not surprised, the summits are normally filled with them." Viola added.

"Don't worry; I'll strong-arm Bruce into getting you the job. I can't believe this was his idea."

"He's starting to get the hang of being around you. Why aren't you in there?" Bryn asked.

"I'll explain later." I said.

The three of us were busy catching up when two guys sat by us. They were both medium height and were probably new interns. They also reeked of douche bag behavior. The one on the right introduced himself as Bret and his friend as Mitch. I looked over at Viola and could tell that she was fed up of hearing them go on and on. Mitch had sat down by me and would not stop trying to hit on me.

"C'mon ladies! Can we get a little songy song action?" Bret asked.

"Yeah, sing us a song!" Mitch said.

Bryn winked at us. "They'll sing a song for you. Go on, girls."

Viola grabbed my arm and we headed towards the front by the DJ.

"What do you want to sing?" The DJ asked.

Viola looked down on the list and pointed to a song. I looked down at her choice, my face breaking out into a mischievous grin. Oh this is going to be sweet!

"Alright!" the DJ said, nodding his head knowingly.

"I'll start?" Viola asked.

"Go for it!"

"Why am I always hit on by the boys I never like? I can always see 'em coming from the left and from the right," Viola sang, turning towards me.

"I don't want to be a priss, I'm just trying to be polite but it always seems to bite me in the-,"I answered, finishing the verse.

Wow! I didn't know that "V" could sing like that. I looked over to our table and the boys still weren't getting the picture.

We continued our duet. "Get your hands off my hips before I punch you in the lips, stop your staring at my – HEY! - Take a hint, take a hint."

We had moved off the stage and made our way into the crowd to our table to sing in front of Bret and Mitch.

"It's about time that you're leaving,"she sang, enthusiastically.

I smiled and held my microphone to my lips. "I'm gonna count to three and…" I sang.

The boys looked like they were offended, but we hadn't even wrapped up the song yet. Viola had pushed Brett up against the table with her hand and I had his buddy, Mitch, pinned the same way.

I leaned closer to Mitch, singing to him alone. "I am not your missing link, let me tell you what I think."

"I think you could use a mint. Take a hint, take a hint!" We sang together, and started moving back to the stage to finish the number.

"Whoa! Didn't know you could sing, Viola," I said, laughing as we clasped our hands together and bowed.

"You never asked!" She pointed at Bryn who was mouthing for us to "look up'. We did. Big mistake! Up on the balcony watching the whole song was Bruce, Oliver Queen, Roy, Jason, and Lex. I turned to Viola, she turned to look at me and we high-fived each other.

"I guess the billionaire boys club just can't get enough of you, huh?" Viola asked, grinning.

"Whatever," I said, shaking my head and walking out of the karaoke bar.

We walked over to Bryn; she had the biggest grin on her face.

"Ladies our lunch got side tracked…dinner at Bessolo restaurant?" Viola asked.

Bryn laughed, "Of course! Metropolis may look better than G-town but I doubt their cooking is."

Bessolo Restaurant

"Why are we staying here for dinner?" I asked, rolling my eyes.

"Because it's just downstairs from our rooms and I want to drink lots of wine. That means no driving," Viola scolded.

"Whatever! Just call our waiter over, would you?" I asked.

Bryn raised an eyebrow. "What are you so crabby about?"

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe the fact that my ex-boyfriend is stalking me! Not to mention that Bruce lied about not coming to Metropolis." I was fuming.

"Forget the wine, let's go with vodka." Viola suggested.

"Wait a minute; you are not going to let Todd ruin this for you. Ignore him and if that doesn't work call security," Bryn said quietly.

I looked at her, puzzled. She's always wanted to bash Jason's brains in. Why the sudden change? I looked around us to see that we were seated in the center of the restaurant. At a few tables to our left sat Bruce, Roy and Oliver Queen. A few tables to the right sat Lex and his two assistants and the table nearest the exit sat Jason. All of the tables had a clear view of us.

"That's not it, okay? Take a look around and tell me who you see." I said.

I watched as Viola and Bryn looked to the left and they both tilted their heads. Then they looked to the exit, each of them raising an eyebrow and looking to the right, their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"Oh!" Bryn and Viola said in unison.

"Girls, I think we have more than one stalker here." Bryn said, unrolling her napkin.

"I don't think your Uncle likes the attention you're getting from certain males, who shall remain nameless. Maybe we should get room service?" Viola asked, lowering her voice to a whisper.

"No! We were here first. I'm going to enjoy this evening with or without them. Besides, what's the worst that could happen?" I asked.

"You never say that, something bad will always happen when you say that." Bryn said, shaking her head.

"Whatever."

Our waiter came with our wine and a drink that looked familiar to me. Huh! That's a Sao Paulo Lime! My favorite!

"Madam, this drink is from the gentlemen in the back with the dark hair." He said, placing the drink in front of me.

"What did I say?" Bryn said.

"We're getting take out, and heading to a club. Let's go ladies!" I said, grabbing the drink.

While walking past our table I ignored the looks I must have gotten from Bruce. I'm sure he knew what I was about to do. I stood in front of Jason's table and threw the Sao Paulo Lime in his face, placed the cup on his table and exited the restaurant. I could hear both Viola and Bryn's laughter behind me.