Yup, here's my next submission! Oh my god, no matter what I do I sound perky! I guess you'll have to catch my sarcasm when you read my writing. (sweatdrop)

Disclaimer: Not that i don't love the show as it is, but if I owned Young Justice, I would use Tim Drake, Bart Allen, and Cassie Sandsmark in the show. Also, there would be no hiatus.

Day Two: AU

Scholarship

Artemis Crock groaned as she entered the cafeteria - excuse me, the "Dining Pavilion"-at Gotham Academy. She didn't really understand the fancy name. It looked like a cafeteria. Apparently the snooty rich kids of Gotham City were too good for a mere "cafeteria". Even if it was one.

Looking around the "dining pavilion", she saw plenty of open spots. But sitting in them didn't seem like an option. Most of these kids stuck up their noses at the very mention of the word "scholarship". Which meant she'd probably end up eating her lunch in the bathroom.

She pulled her skirt down a little more, still uncomfortable with the uniform. Why they forced the girls into these god-awful skirts, she'd never know.

"Let me guess," a male voice said behind her. "Scholarship kid?"

Artemis turned around to see a boy about her age, with red hair, green eyes, and freckles dusting over his nose and cheeks. He wore the stupid uniform that the boys were forced to wear. Gray slacks, and a navy blue blazer.

"How could you tell?" she asked dryly. The Ginger Boy grinned.

"Well for one thing, you're carrying a sack lunch," he said, pointing out the brown paper back she held in her hands. Well it wasn't like she could afford the buy the lunches here.

"And scholarship kids always look like a six-year-old locked in a candy store," he chuckled. "Or in your case, like it's the last place in the world they want to be."

Artemis smiled. Maybe he was worth talking to.

"What's your name?" she asked.

Ginger Boy grinned. "You can call me whatever you like, Beautiful," he said flirtatiously. "As long as you call me."

Artemis rolled her eyes at his attempt at a pick-up.

"Alright, Ginger Boy. If that's the way you want it."

She grinned triumphantly at the sudden look of horror gracing his features. It was kind of cute.

"Oooooon second thought," he corrected quickly, extending a hand. "Call me Wally. Wally West"
She raised an eyebrow as she shook the offered hand. "Wally?"

He rolled his eyes. "Oh trust me it could've been worse. My dad wanted to name me Rudolf."

She laughed, and he grinned.

"Wanna sit with your fellow scholarship kids?" he asked her. "Well, fellow scholarship kids, and the one decent rich kid in the school."

"Sure, I'd like that."

"What's your name?" he said, leading her towards a back table.

"Crock. Artemis Crock."

"I think I'll just call you Arty."

"Not if you want to keep your vocal chords."

That was MUCH shorter than the last one, but it's better short than drawn out. Thanks for all your reviews and alerts on the last chapter! I posted it on DA, and I've already gotten seven faves! I'm really happy about that.