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The orphanage (And the persons inside that.)
Mike and his gang together with Selina.
I'm sorry that I'm slow at updating. :\
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I bowed my head a little as I kept thinking that I could have been adopted. I know I said that I didn't have any hope, (and I still don't because I just blew that as fast as it got there.) but I still have dreams. Even If that happens to be the same thing I still have dreams. Dreams are just something that mostly doesn't happen. I just blew it for me. A boom was echoing in my head. You probably think I'm crying now, because that's what girls do… at least in this situation. Or… the girls I know always cries when they get sad. But most of them are little kids anyway, so I really needed a social life. But I blew that chance too. Okay… so what if I felt some tears pressing? Doesn't mean I'm going to cry! I really wished I could faint. Or maybe be drugged. Where was Amanda when I needed her? Where did she go in the morning? I really wanted to know. But first I had to go through this nightmare. Good luck for me. Sigh…
"Where did you go this morning, in the middle of class?" Bruce asked calm as he looked at me with that evil, stern expression of his.
My teeth where gritted together as my breathing became deeper. Couldn't I just run up to my room and stay there? I guess not. Not as long as Bruce had me locked with those eyes. God, help me.
"I went outside." I answered. I don't want to go in details, but obviously, Bruce wanted to.
"Where did you go?" He asked, his face staying in that calm, stern expression.
"I went into the city to meet with some friends." I answered, this time trying to look down in more than a second. I could just hear Claire in my head, Look at him when his talking to you. But heck no! He's too scary. I usually handle Claire and Amanda good. The teachers are something else, but they're easy to handle too. But THIS was just too much.
"I would prefer that you looked at me when I talk to you, but it seems like you can't. What did you and your friends do together?" Bruce said.
"Why do you care so much about what I do?!" I snapped. Claire stared at me, probably expecting that I knew, (and I did.) but I didn't want to think about it. Bruce was easing his expressions a little.
"But, if you must know, I was just hanging around with them, eating some ice-cream." I then said after a little silence.
"Let's go over to the original questions." Claire said and smiled to me, to ease the tears which where whelming up inside of me.
"What do you like to spend the days doing? Seeing as you like to run away." Bruce asked. Good job Claire, now he's insulting me.
But I was happy, though… we got out of the conversation. Even faster than I expected.
"Ha-ha… Very funny. It's not like something I do always. Only when I feel I won't get any more clever in the class." I said. Claire looked at me, and opened her mouth to speak, but I was faster. "And I finished the papers that I got in that class!"
"No you didn't." Claire said, obviously annoyed. Even her smile was false. In her head she was probably strangling me.
"I did too!" I said a little higher.
Claire opened her drawer and took out a paper. Then she held it up so we could see it.
"You missed the last five questions." She said.
"They were too easy." I sulked. I really felt like sticking my lower lip out. Claire frowned.
"You have to make them anyway." She looked stern at me. What was it with people looking at me in that way?
"But they're for third graders." Okay, that did it. I began to pout, my lower lip sticking out a LOT. Claire made a tsk-tsk sound and sighed.
"Why can't you just find something for ninth graders, so I actually started learning something?" I asked.
"This isn't time to discuss this." Claire ended the discussion. You were the one bringing it up. But I knew better than to speak my mouth. Maybe I got out of one terrible corner-stand, but I was not going back. I pushed her long enough. Or what? It could be fun to push her longer. But before I could start saying anything Bruce started talking.
"How come you now so much, when you've been here most of your life, doing easy schoolwork?" He asked. Oh no… Like this helped the earlier conversation.
"She ran away a lot when she was younger. It was first two years ago we found out she was sneaking to a local school a little farther downtown in Gotham. Maybe that's where she got her friends from." Claire answered looking at Bruce, away from the glare I send her.
"After that she kept arguing about getting harder schoolwork." I looked away from Claire and went back to the corner, silently whispering to myself that I was right to get that.
"Stupid teachers, annoying, and stupid-" I cursed. "… Wouldn't even let me."
So, while I was in the corner Claire and Bruce were talking. I heard a little of everything. But what caught my ears the most, were when the math teacher came in and whispered something to Claire, and then I just couldn't stand still.
"Can I leave?" I almost yelled, filled with relief and happiness. I turned around and almost stomped back when I was about to walk into Bruce.
"So you were eavesdropping?" He said. I gulped and bowed and then ran over to Claire.
"Can I, please, can I?" I know I was acting like a little kid, but this was really important.
"No need to Selina, she will be coming down in a minute." Claire explained with a smile. "In the midst time, you will be standing in that corner."
"Aaaw…" I sulked and went by Bruce, who was on his way back to sit down, and back to that evil corner.
They started talking again, and this time I found out why Bruce was standing right behind me. He was on his way to get me back from the corner. If I had waited just a second… Arg!
I heard a slight knock on the door and the familiar footsteps of Amanda.
I heard the footsteps go my way and soon after felt an arm around my shoulder.
"Soo, Selina's standing in the corner. Naughty, naughty…" She teased. I smirked. She was always trying, but always not succeeding, to make me blush.
"Where have you been?" I said still facing my back to her. She let go of me and I heard her walk some steps away. I turned around and lifted my hand to make a motion for her to come back.
I felt the others eyes on me. Why were they starring at me? Talk, for gods sake, talk!
Amanda blushed a little, but came back. I pulled her into a hug and began stroking her hair.
"You have to tell me or I'll go around worrying about you." I lifted her head and looked into her eyes. I kissed her on her forehead and let go of her. She looked up at me and smiled while she went back to the other three.
I knew I got her sweet spot. Now who's the one being evil?
Claire motioned for me to come back, so I lifted my rather sore feet and went over to them.
"I'm sorry." I said as I looked into Claire's eyes. Claire nodded and I smiled real big. I almost ran over to Amanda and took my hand in hers, still smiling.
"To answer your question about what I do the most… even if you forgot the question, then it should be playing outside with Luis, Nana and Emma." I said, and looked up in the ceiling right over Bruce, remembering last time we went out. We were outside in the clear rain. Claire had asked me to get them inside, because of the rain, but instead I went out playing with them. We were outside an hour before Claire had the gym teacher trying to get us. He got Nana and Emma, before even five minutes had pasted. But Luis and I had him running after us for a half hour.
"I remember last time," Claire said. "I never really punished you for that, did I?" She smiled, a little wicked, but I just smiled back.
"No. Lucky for me…" I huffed.
"Maybe Mr. Wayne will take better care of you, and make sure you don't do foolish things." She mocked. I stuck my tongue out.
"Do you have any other questions?" I asked Bruce as we all sat down.
"Yes. A lot, in fact." He said. "But I can't promise they'll all be nice."
I stared at him, my mouth open. I wished they wouldn't be that bad. I gulped.
Amanda and I sat down in two chairs that were placed in front of the desk. Bruce were standing up and stood beside Claire, who continued to sit down.
"First off, I heard a little about your parents and why you're here..."
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The talk ended, and my mind was filled with a lot of thoughts. Bruce questions weren't at all hard to answer, it was just the answer in it self that made me want to hold Amanda tighter. (I was already squeezing her hand harder than ever.) Claire had sent me to bed, alone, so the four of them could talk. I didn't really understand the part where Amanda had to stay, but it seemed like I didn't have to. Because later on, when I was asleep, Amanda was inside my room with a note. I didn't see it before the morning, but when I did, I was freaked out.
"What do you mean, she's not here?!" I screamed, my voice ending in a high pitch. "She has to! You know that!"
"I'm sorry Selina, but it was her own choice. And there wasn't much I could do about it either." Claire explained. "But she promised-"
"I don't care what she promised! What about the promise I made to her!" My head was spinning and I felt like sitting down. "She can't just leave!"
"But she did. Now if you would stop interrupting, so I can tell you that Amanda will come to visit you." Claire said with an annoyed and tired voice. "And I'm really sorry about what happened yesterday."
"What happened yesterday that you would say sorry about?" I was shocked. Claire usually doesn't say sorry about anything.
"See, Bruce and I had a long conversation about whether or not he would adopt you. Our final conclusion, was a... no." She said, the last word filled with sadness. My eyes went wide.
"You're sorry about that?" I almost yelled. "Why the heck would you be sorry about that?! It's not like it was anything important. There'll be other persons who would actually want me. Persons who-"
"It's not that." Claire interrupted me fast, but calm. My eyes went wider. Something was terribly wrong when she started interrupting other people, and most of all let me swear. "You remember the note Amanda left you, right? Good, then you remember why she left?" I nodded along while Claire was talking. This didn't make any sense... "Right now," I nodded again, hoping Claire would just spit it out, "Amanda is at Wayne manor, working for Mr. Wayne."
The room went silent. In the work of a second, I was out of the room making my way to the main door or the house.
I started running when I got outside, ignoring the faint yells from the teachers and above all, Claire's.
How could she just let it happen! She knows what Amanda means to me! "Stupid old hag." I muttered low when after a half hours run finally got me to the warehouse. "Stupid, rich, snob-men who thinks they can take everything they want."
When I got in I remembered what had happened yesterday. I really hoped Mike was okay. And the others too, of course.
I went to get the pantyhose-mask on (You never see me wandering off without that.) and then got into the blue workers-suit.
I went to clean up the mess from the day before. The owners of the warehouse wouldn't be happy to see boxes all over.
After half an hours work I finally settled down on the floor. Wondering what to do now, I waited. I guess I was hoping to see my friends step through the door in.
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Time went by like mere seconds... each hour passing faster and faster. When evening came I finally decided it was time to go home, but before I even moved I heard footsteps nearby. I hurried behind the box I was leaning against before, and waited to see who it was.
A light knock on a box were heard and I smiled.
"Mike!" I yelled and ran into said persons arms. I felt the arms tighten around me. "How are you doing, oh I can't believe it's-"
"Shh!" He sneered low. "I'm being followed." He let go and went to take the blue suit on, already wearing the mask.
I started running to the other side of the warehouse when we heard some silenced footsteps. It couldn't be Batman, because he usually enters from the roof. And I thought I've heard those footsteps before... Hmm.
"Anybody in here?" The voice called. My theory was confirmed. Amanda's footsteps stopped immediately as I heard Mike run over to her and grab a hold of her. In a long time I heard muffled sounds and two pair of feet moving around on the dusty ground.
"A little help here!" I heard Mike call. I stood up and slowly got over and helped him tie Amanda and place her on a box. I was so happy to see her again, but I really didn't think that it would be this way.
Amanda stared a long time at me and Mike and probably cursed while she breathed out. Right now I was so happy that she didn't know about me wandering around in a warehouse with friends, dressing as robbers.
She opened her mouth to speak and I took that opportunity to bend down and gag her. But before I moved to stand up, I kissed her on the cheek through the fabric of my pantyhose-mask.
Amanda send me a death-glare and everybody might have died if it wasn't because I knew it too well. I stood up and looked worriedly at Mike. He shook his head and gently hit my shoulder as to say that everything was fine.
It was just Amanda following him.
"What is such a young lady doing out here alone this late at night?" Mike asked with a hoarse voice. He liked to do that, so people wouldn't recognize him so easily. I've been practicing on that too, so I tried speaking to Amanda.
"You should really be careful." I said and laughed a little. "Wouldn't have you in this position, now would we?" Mike laughed too.
"Now, what do you suppose we do with her?" Mike asked in a teasing voice.
We stiffed, as a sound we feared were heard. Amanda smirked as Batman appeared right beside her. Both Mike and I stumbled back.