Seniors at Gotham academy were allowed to wear whatever they wanted too. It was the schools way of thanking the students for years of hard work. All the other grades had to wear the Gotham academy uniform. Cassidy sat in her homeroom geography class; she was wearing pale blue jeans and a green ruffled spaghetti strap top. She had a Gotham academy uniform blazer on top. Gotham was cold. Her hair was in a thick braid. Cassidy was planning on becoming an archeologist, specializing in ancient literature, and genetic scientist, she wanted to study the Meta gene in way that would benefit the League, not their enemies. But she didn't know if she was ever going to stop being Fever. She was conflicted. Cassidy leaned around the girl in the desk next to her, just as Dick passed the open classroom door. He waved excitedly. She waved back and continued working. Barbara texted her from the front of the class.

"So bored!"

"Yeah, not the best class ever. Teacher is stupid."

They had a substitute who thought Gotham Acadamy was full of stupid, rich kids. Some of them were. They were the ones who could afford tuition but didn't have the grades to get into the good programs. This teacher was teaching the scholarship students. The ones with the grades but not the money. There were a few exceptions, Barbara, Cassidy and Clare. They were both rich and smart. Cassidy, Clare and Barbara were best friends. They complimented each other perfectly. Barbara was a live wire, always moving and excited. Her bright red hair and vivid green eyes added interest to the group, as did her bubbly personality. Clare was the pale, innocent one. She had pale blue eyes, fair blond hair, almost white, and pale smooth skin. She was mature in a childish way, always believing in the good in others. Even in Gotham. Cassidy was the mature before her time girl. Tragedy in her life had forced her to grow up too fast. With her subtle red hair, deep brown eyes and scared body and mind, she added a wild truth to the group. The world is not all good, never believe that it is.

When Cassidy got home she dumped her bag on the couch in the living room. Her "Exploring Analytical English" textbook fell out. Alfred picked it up

"Well, tough day Miss Cassidy?" Alfred smooth British accent calmed Cassidy. He flipped through the textbook before putting it on the couch.

"Yeah, the sub was an idiot."

"How so?" Alfred's amusement was evident in his voice.

"She assumed that we were all stupid, spoiled rich kids."

"Am I wrong to assume you proved her wrong?"

"No," Cassidy chuckled. They heard the door slam, Dick and Bruce were home. Cassidy had gotten another ride from Barbara. "I explained to her the Shakespeare's "grammatical mistakes" were actually stage directions and "modernizing it" ruined a once great piece of literature. She was very confused."

Dick burst out laughing, he had been lurking near the door, eavesdropping. Bruce had joined them in the living room not long before. Even he chuckled.

"She had to look it up later and when she did, and saw I was right, she looked at me like I had 8 heads!" Cassidy could barely finish the story she was laughing so hard. "Stupid rich kid, I am not!"

"Very amusing Miss," Alfred could always count on Cassidy to amuse him with her antics. Master Dick as well. Wayne Manor was a much livelier place since the kids came along.

Fever and Robin both put on their costumes before Zetaing to the mountain. Fever's costume was a one long sleeved, scoop necked, red shirt with red shorts and tall black, leather boots. Black Canary was already training with Aqualad.

"Recognized Fever B109, Robin B01,"

As soon as Canary heard the computer she stopped the mock battle she was having with Aqualad and made everyone gather round.

"Today we will be doing a team building exercise. I will be placing you in a simulation. You will fight your way out of the situation with your best moves so you can all truly appreciate what each of you brings to the team."

Everyone nodded.

"Fever, you first."

Everyone could see Fever but she could only see the simulation. In it several ninja's were attacking her. She threw a fireball at one, sucked all the heat out two more and flew up over the others and blew them away with a scorching wind. She was finished. Everyone was impressed; she had barely moved at all and had stayed very calm.

"Try it without powers."

Fever went again. The grace she exhibited was glorious to see. Her kicks and punches were powerful and well executed. They always hit where she wanted them too. You could tell that Batman had something to do with her training.

"Alright, good work. Kid Flash, your turn,"

"'Kay," Kid Flash raced into action. His hologram depicted several situations that need his help. He finished in record time.

"Okay, Robin, you go,"

It went on like this for several hours until everyone had done it twice.

"Okay," Black Canary released them with a wave. "You can go now. Not you Fever, are you ready?"

Everyone looked confused but Robin.

"Where are you going?" Miss Martian asked.

"Fever will be having private therapy sessions with me. Very private If ANYONE comes ANYWHERE near this room while I am with Fever, I will blow up there ear drums."

Everyone nodded solemnly. Robin just said "Have fun" to Fever before Zetaing home.

A/N- Okay. I will be calling The Team by there civilian names when they are civilians. That way I don't have to say every time "everyone was in there costumes" If it says Robin, he is in costume. If it says Dick, he is not. So next chapter you find out more about Cassidy's past. She is really messed up. Just a warning. Hope you guys liked this! Thanks for reading.

~Kasei

Age of the team members:

Fever-16 (Grade 12)

Aqualad-16 (Grade 11)

Wally-16 (Grade 10)

Artemis-15 (Grade 10)

Superboy-15 (Grade 9)*

Megan-15 (Grade 9)

Dick-13 (Grade 9)

*I know he is only a year old but in his school records, he is 15.