I knew Amanda had been in my room a little longer this night. She had been fussing around in the room and accidentally tripped on her way to the drawer. (I didn't think it was possible for my shoes to be cursed more.) She had trouble with finding space for the book when she finally got over there. She left my room when the clock reached twelve. I wonder how she can stay awake in the morning when she had to be up around half past five.
You have figured out why Amanda is in my room, right? If not, I will tell you. I'm afraid of the dark. Yeah, go ahead now, laugh. I can't help the fact that I always turned on the light when all the grown-ups left. I like the light. And the reason why I turned on the light was because I used to sneak out sometimes, if it was only the garden, or maybe out till the street. I usually got scared by the sounds I heard and didn't want them to reach my room, so I turned on the light.
Enough said about that. Maybe I should wake up soon, and face the new "exiting" day. I know you probably wonder if any of the kids were to be adopted, and that's what we can only figure out today. This orphanage has the adoption over two days. Oh! Maybe I'll see the old butler again.
I woke up in the morning when the clock reached seven, and I cursed myself for not sleeping longer. I didn't want to go down in the classroom. The people from yesterday were in there, to see how good we were in school. This would be funny. Maybe I should give it a chance, just once getting up for school when the crowd of people were there.
Footsteps were heard outside my room and were followed by a knock. I waited for the person to come in, but I guess the person outside probably waited for me to say something like, "come in." and as I predicted, the person came in. To my surprise, it was the old butler from yesterday.
"I was asked to wake you up and maybe get you down for school," he said as he placed himself in front of the, now closed, door he came from. "Have you slept well, miss?"
I think I stared at him. Or… I know I stared at him. But… wait… what was he doing at my room?
"Yeah… I slept fine," not long, but fine, I added in my head. "Excuse me sir, but… Who asked you to come up here?"
The butler looked at me and smiled.
"A young woman called Amanda. She wanted me to go get you so you couldn't ruin the day for all the others." He said still having the smile on his face.
I laughed. Amanda… it was so typical her. Even asking somebody's butler to get me. I wonder why she didn't go up here herself.
"Could you turn around while I get dressed, or stand outside the door so I can fall asleep again?" I asked with a smirk on my face. The butler turned around and I walked to my table where I had my close all folded and ready for the day.
"By the way, what's your name, sir?" I asked while I unbuttoned my pyjamas shirt. When I got it off, he answered.
"My name is Alfred. And you are?" He asked. I got out of my pants and went for taking clean underwear on.
"I'm Selina." I answered. I was finished getting underwear and trousers on, but the shirt… well that was a longer story. "You can turn around now if you want to."
Alfred turned around and saw the fuss I was making with the buttons, so he went over and helped me. I thanked him while I got my tie to hang loosely around my neck.
He held the door open for me and I went down for class. The clock reached eight when I got all the way down there. Aaw… I wasn't late today.
I sighed as I entered the classroom, while Alfred was waiting outside. I wonder why he didn't go with me in. All of the others from yesterday were there, even the lady with the red dress, even though it was black today with a red jacket. It was the same scarf, which by the way has the ugly colour of yellow… screaming.
I went over to my seat which was in the second row by the window. I love this seat… that might be the only reason I bother going to the classrooms.
Thomas, one of the teachers at the orphanage, smiled down to all of us. As he began to talk I let my thought drift away while I looked outside the window.
"-listening, young lady?" Thomas said as he slammed his hands down on my table.
"No." I answered, not turning my head from the window. He had threatened with removing my seat but Amanda and Claire had said that he shouldn't and gave him the reason that I thought clearer when I sat there. And he believed them. Probably thinking that I didn't think at all.
"Enough! Go stand in the corner until I say you can sit down again." He said while he pointed to the corner up beside the chalkboard. I stood up while I heard the lady in the former red, now black, dress chuckle. Like I cared. I went to stand in the corner, when I got confused if I should turn my back to them or face all the other. I decided to face them, and found out that the teacher didn't care when he smirked at me while continuing class. I was so getting back by noon. My eyes fell to the lady in the, now black, dress and I saw she had her eyes on Emma.
Emma was a sweet kid, at the age of 10. Cute, clever, just the perfect kid for parents who needs love. I was not going to let the woman get her. My eyes fell on the lady in white. Her cloth was still white. She just looked around the classroom and I guess she would adopt the house if she could. I let out a short laugh.
Class continued, boring at it was, and my feet started to hurt. Even though my thoughts were another place, I couldn't help but shift my weight from one foot to the other.
"-you answer that?" Thomas was obviously talking to me, when no one in the classroom said a word.
"Yes." I said, but didn't bother to answer as my thought kept drifting longer and longer away. I felt Thomas stomp over to me.
"Go.stand.outside.the.room," he whispered deadly as he pointed. I tried to let my face be expression less, but it was so hard not to smile when I got past him.
"By the way, the answer is 3." I said out of the blue when I reached the door, and grabbed the doorknob. I could almost hear the water in his body boil as I hurried out of the door. Outside I saw Alfred, and waved at him as I continued down the hall to Amanda's room. I know I'm supposed to stay near the classroom but I didn't want to. Maybe that's the whole point of standing there.
As I reached Amanda's door I heard footsteps beside me. I turned my head and saw Alfred walking over to me.
"She isn't in her room right now. I forgot to tell you that she will be away this day. She told me to tell you." He said. I nodded. Why not head back to the classroom and sit outside as I'm meant to.
Alfred and I went back there and started to talk. First it was about the weather and then about this orphanage. He asked some question about what I would do if I were to be adopted. It was quite interesting hearing him ask so many questions.
He added some fun once in a while when he was talking and I would start to laugh. Then I started to say funny things sometimes and ask him questions. It was quite enjoyable.
"As far as I know, you aren't supposed to have fun when you stand out here," a voice from behind me said. I turned around and saw the famous Bruce Wayne. "I thought you knew that, Alfred."
Alfred smiled and nodded when he turned his head to look at Bruce.
"Are you going somewhere, sir?" He asked, and Bruce nodded. "Should I expect you home or back here, sir?" Alfred asked, again.
"I will be back here later, if you would wait for me." Bruce said. How much I just enjoyed listening to others conversations when they didn't even notice you anymore. (Hear the sarcasm?)
"Well…" Bruce and Alfred looked at me after I got their attention. "I better get into class again."
"But the teacher hasn't been out to get you yet." Bruce said. I just smiled.
"He never does. But he doesn't complain either when I go in again." I said. But I can't promise that he's happy. "Nice talking to you Alfred, and nice to meet you Mr. Wayne."
I opened the door to the classroom and as soon as I got in, I closed the door and went to my seat. Thomas sent me a glare while writing our grades down. The kids were solving some math-problems that were written for them on a piece of paper on their table. I had a paper too where I read in the corner that it were for nine-graders. I smiled bright and began to work on them.
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The clock in the classroom reached eleven, and I guessed it was time for me to go. Where to, you ask? I was going over to my friends. We had planed to set up a trap so we could catch Batman. What a lame name, but really, he's pretty cool.
I opened a window and jumped out. Some of the kids in the classroom gasped. They should have been used to this… I do it almost every day. And we were on the first floor, so I could just crawl down the pipes. The teacher began yelling at me when she stuck her head out of the window. Of course it was another teacher… and another class in that case. We don't have one teacher for three hours.
Well… I was running down the street. This time it had to work. Yeah, this isn't first time we're trying to catch Batman. Maybe ninth time? I don't remember. But his time it couldn't go wrong!
I was supposed to meet my friends at the warehouse near the dock, but when I got there, nobody was there to greet me and say that everything was working as planned. Well… everything usually didn't work as planned, cuz' then we would have caught Batman, but I just expected them to greet me.
I pulled my pantyhose-mask over my head and went in. I had to get over to the clothes me and my friends had hided somewhere near so I could change.
I found the clothes and changed. It was just a blue dock-workers suit. I smiled to myself as I looked even more like a boy in this because you couldn't see my figure. I went into a clearing of boxes around me in the middle of the warehouse. I heard some muffled sounds coming from one of the boxes. And then a sound in the air of something floating. Maybe I should hurry out, but I didn't want to leave my friends behind. I went over to a box that had suddenly started to move, and opened it. I saw one of my friends down there. He was tied on legs and arms, and he was muffled.
"Are you okay Mike?" I whispered. He shook his head fast and motioned for me to take the cloth in his mouth out. I did so, and his eyes went wide a short moment.
"What is it?" I asked. Mike didn't speak… why didn't Mike speak?! I panicked. "Are you there, Mike?!" I yelled now. What happened?
"I drugged him." A rusty voice from behind me sounded.
"What?!" I yelled while I turned around to face none other than Batman. "Why did you do that?"
He didn't say anything but just stood still and stared at me. He was meters away from me, and I was grateful for that. I've never stood face to face with him, we usually ran when we heard he didn't fall for the trap.
And now… I guess I was scared for life.
"What do you kids want?" Batman asked, as scary as he was, while he took a step forward. Now it was my turn to be silent. "If you continue this way, I won't have mercy on you."
And then he flew away. God… was that just scary.
"WAIT!" I yelled. How am I supposed to find an antidote for Mike? And what about the others? What should I do?
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I was sleeping in my room on the floor. Wondered how Mike and the others felt. I used two hours to find the others and they were all drugged. I untied them and used another two hours to get all of them gathered in the middle of the warehouse. After that, I had run so fast I could to get back to the orphanage. And now, I law sprawled on the floor, exhausted and thirsty. I really didn't want to go out of my room, because I new that my teachers were going to scold me. And then I would have detention. I wondered why Batman had to hurry so much, but thank god, he did.
Oh! Emma! If she was adopted by that lady… I…. God damn it!
I stood up and went out of my room, searching for the other kids. Maybe they were still in the classroom? No! Of course, they were eating.
I now realised that I was hungry for skipping both breakfast AND lunch. If I hurried maybe I could make it down to dinner.
I got down to the big dinning room and all the kids were lined up, ready to get something to eat.
I searched for Emma, but she wasn't in the line. I ran all the way up to Luis and asked if he had seen her.
"Of course. She was picked by a lady. Maybe she gets adopted! I've already been in there." He said as he smiled widely. I smiled at him. Maybe this time, someone found their interest in Luis. He hadn't lost hope since he came here. Not as me. I never had hope. Not expecting to get into a real family.
I guess all the kids who had a chance, have been questioned. I sighed. Well then, I might as well get something to eat.
"Selina!" I heard the familiar voice of Emma call me. I turned around and saw her run over to me. "I'm getting adopted!"
I smiled broadly as she jumped at me and hugged me.
"Who is the lucky mom and dad?" I asked. She looked away and her smile faded a little.
"It's the Mrs. Glüch… the lady in the black dress." She said, and looked at me. "They are talking about some private stuff, her and Claire."
I hugged her tighter and whispered that everything would be fine, and it would be fun to have a family.
"Then why are you trying not to have a family?" She asked as she made big cat eyes, and stuck her lower lip out. I laughed a little and smiled, as I saw her lip shake a little.
"Because no family want to adopt a boy who's a girl." I joked. She smiled. It wasn't a very funny joke, but it was enough to have her laugh a little.
"Selina, get over here now!" I heard Claire call. I looked in her direction and saw the mad look in her eyes.
"I'm so going to get in trouble." I whispered to Emma, while I pretended to be scared. She laughed a little louder and went over to Luis.
I went over to Claire and inside her office. Mrs. Glüch was on her way out, when she stopped and looked at me. I swear I would have killed her if it wasn't because Claire was here. I went over to Mrs. Glüch and placed myself side to side with her.
"If anything happens to Emma, you wouldn't know what hit you that day you float over your lifeless body." I threatened… Okay, so what if I'm not good at that, I was just trying to protect Emma. All the time I've been here, Emma would come to me and she would either cry or tell me about the wonderful day she had had.
"Pff! And who are you to talk." Mrs Glüch sneered low and deadly, and then she went out of the room. Claire closed the door and sent me a glare, forcing me to be quiet.
She pointed to the corner and I went over there. I turned to face the wall while I sighed. It had been a long day and this didn't help one bit. While Claire started to write, I felt even more exhausted.
My feet started to hurt about a half hour later, and I switched my weight from one foot to another. Couldn't I just get this over with? Should Claire be so evil when she knew I had run all day?
"I'm sorry." I whined after another half hour. The pen stopped scribbling and Claire looked up. At least I thought she did.
"Turn around," she said. "Look me in the eyes and say that again."
Slowly I turned around and looked her in the eyes. But I was shocked by something else I saw.
Bruce and Alfred stood and watched me. Why? I gulped when I looked over where they were and back to Claire again.
"I-I'm sorry." I said and sighed a lot.
"For what?" I heard Bruce ask in a stern voice. If you knew how much I wanted to get out of the room.. Uh.
I guess Claire noticed I wasn't going to say anything soon, so she answered for me.
"She ran of in the middle of class."
Oh god. Why did THEY have to know it? It wasn't like I was getting adopted by them, anyway… or what?
I was confused. It's not like anybody would want me. You saw Mrs. Glüch… She must be an average woman in Gotham, right? She was rich, Bruce was rich. Why would there be a difference? Why was I comparing with Bruce? It's not like I go in details… Oh God, save me from this mess in my head.
I mentally folded my hands after thought that. But I looked up in the ceiling.
"What are you looking at?" Claire asked getting a little curious. I looked over at Bruce and saw his face was stern. Maybe he was going to adopt me. But I blew that chance. With a big BOOM.
Now this day was official ruined.
Well.. That was chapter two. :)
I hope you enjoyed. Please R&R.