A.N. Chapter 3! Thanks for all the reviews and even bothering to read it! If something doesn't make sense please tell me and I'll try fix it!

After a boring period of Art I had media studies. "C'mon, you're so slow!" Wally teased. He'd offered to walk me and who was I to complain about someone being friendly on my first day.

"Says the guy who was late to registration." I retorted.

"One time! Will I ever live that down?"

"Nope." I smiled back. Making friends seemed easy at the school. I just hoped my sisters would fit in as well in their years. We arrived at my classroom and Wally was just across the hall.

"You coming to lunch with us?" He asked.

"If I'm invited." I shyly replied.

"I just invited you. Meet me here and I'll walk you to Maths." He smiled as he turned and walked into his class.

"You must be Lily, right?" The male teacher asked as I walked in.

"Yes." I nodded, noticing everyone's eyes on me.

"Do you know anyone to sit next to?"

"Um, No-" I started to say before I was cut off by a shout from the back of the class.

"She knows me!" My head snapped up and I looked to the voice. It was Dick.

"Great. Sit next to Richard for now and we'll see how you get on." The teacher said, writing it down on his seating chart.

"You're welcome." Dick said as I sat down.

"Thanks for what exactly?" I asked.

"Saving you from having to sit next to a stranger." He explained.

"You're a stranger to me." I replied.

"Yeah, but my good friends could say I'm still a stranger to them." He said, taking notes as he spoke. The teacher, Mr Smith, had put on the news on the website. We were supposed to be taking notes but I found myself staring at Dick. Something about him was familiar.

"What are you staring for?" He asked.

"I feel like I've met you before." I replied before I had a chance to register the words coming out of my mouth. He smirked.

"Feelings mutual."

"Richard! Pay attention." Mr Smith ordered.

"Sorry, sir." Dick replied. I let out a giggle after Mr Smith turned round. "Sometimes I hate media." He added. He kept taking notes on different crimes, apparently we were going to write an essay on the crime in Gotham, so I took a peek at what he was writing. Some of the things he wrote hadn't been mentioned on the video. He was amazing. In general. I shook the thoughts out of my head.

"Can I copy your notes? I'm terrible at this." He laughed a bit.

"Of course." Dick nodded just as the bell rang. He handed me his book, "Copy it at home." He smiled, and I walked out the class with him. Time for Maths. Great.

"Hey Dick!" Wally said as I walked out with him.

"Hi, Wally." Dick replied, "You're in Maths aren't you?" I walked in the middle of them as they spoke over my head.

"Yep. Walking Lily but she's in the higher set."

"My set?" Dick smiled, "Great. The seat next to me is free there too." He joked.

"See you for lunch!" Wally said as he walked into his classroom.

"This is us." Dick said, steering me into the classroom.

"You want to sit together?" The teacher asked. Dick nodded. "On you go then." She waved us away.

"C'mon freak, move!" A boy said from his seat, "I can't see the board." As Dick walked past he looked down and clearly saw the foot sticking out, meant to trip him. Instead of avoiding it like a normal person he seemed to deliberately trip and fall, landing in his chair with a thud.

"You didn't see his foot?" I asked as he got out his books.

"I saw it." He said quietly.

"But didn't avoid it because you wanted to fall?" I teased.

"Yes." He replied, short and clean. No emotion behind his words.

"You ok?" I asked, the sudden difference in him was scaring me.

"What? Oh, yeah." He replied, making himself happier instantly.

"You are so weird." I replied. "Can I ask you something?" I asked.

"Yes, whether you will get an answer would be a better question." He laughed again.

"Why were you on the bus? I heard your foster dad was Bruce Wayne," I started. My voice was quiet and I sounded very nosy but when he smirked I continued, "So why didn't he drive you or something? Public transport seems, I don't know, pointless?"

"Alfred usually drives me. He couldn't today." He replied. He was hiding something, his eyes told me that.

"Why?" I asked noticing he had started working on the algorithm our teacher put on the board. I didn't have a clue as to how to do it.

"You stuck?" He said, changing the subject after noticing I wasn't doing anything.

"Yeah, I haven't learnt any of this." I replied as I pushed the hair out of my face.

"Want my help?"

"Please." He wasn't going to tell me anything about himself so I gave in to his pleading eyes and listened as he explained.