Catwoman: Selina Kyle

"Bitch," I mumbled.

"Don't be jealous just because I purposely didn't invite you. I even got the new kid Bruce to agree to come. Everyone's going to be there, watching Bruce admit his love for me, everyone except you. It's sad, isn't it? Almost makes me wanna cry," Angelica continued to me, trying to rub it off in my face.

I can't believe she would make a party JUST so she can say I wasn't invited. That's so typical of her. And Bruce? Well...I know him. I mean...I kinda know him. Knowing him, he probably said yes just to get the girl off his back. Most likely he isn't planning to go at all.

Angelica seemed satisfied with my facial expression. "Sorry, Sel. Hate to break it to ya, but someone has to say it, you know? Before the word gets out and you'll feel all hurt that you were the last to know. Think of this as a favor! I'm saving you the embarrassment." And with that, she smirked and walked away.

I pursed my lips, and quickly turned to my locker, struggling to keep my anger in control so I could open my locker, my face turning red.

"You okay?" Gwen asked me as she walked up with her books in hand.

"Peachy," I spat, fumbling with my lock.

"Damn, no need to let your anger out on me."

I finally got it open and stuck my head inside my locker to cover my red face from the humiliation of the world.

"What's wrong?" Gwen asked me.

"Were you invited to any party lately?" I asked quietly.

Gwen grinned immediately. "Well, yeah. Angelica's is tonight in fact. I was so shocked. I never knew I was in that cool zone, you know? I heard it was going to rock and everything-"

I stuck my head out in anger. "Yeah? Well I'M NOT INVITED," I said bluntly, a little too loudly. People started to turn heads but honestly I didn't care.

Gwen shrugged. "It's just Angelica's party," she dismissed quickly as if what she was saying five seconds ago wasn't true. "It's not like you care about her anyway."

"It's not her I care about. Her party can go fuck itself. It's-"

Bruce breezed by, catching eyes, down to his locker a little farther than mine, opened it with ease, took what he needed, and left, not making any eye contact or conversation with anyone but his books. I sighed and calmed myself down, my face returning to its original color.

"It's humiliating. I'm literally the only person that wasn't invited," I sighed. I suddenly brightened up and smiled. "I'll just ask Bruce if he's really going to the party! Most likely he's going to say no, all will end well, Angelica will be embarrassed with her telling everyone that 'the new kid is coming', and I win in the end, point blank."

Gwen started to laugh. "You mean this is all about the new kid? I knew you were interested in him!"

"I never said I was interested!" I replied, annoyed, though I knew my previous statement had obviously hinted I was a little more than interested in Bruce Wayne.

Gwen giggled. "Whatever. If you like him that much-"

"Do not."

"If you're interested in him that much," she corrected, "then why don't you just crash the party?" she laughed.

"That's just desperate, and that'll do nothing but please Angelica. I'll find a solution. I usually do." I said my goodbyes to Gwen, and with that, started to walk to my first period with Bruce.

~~~~CW~~~~

I got to the point where I memorized his schedule and times when he'll pass by me in the hallway. By observation I concluded(and I'm 97% sure I got it right):

1st Period: Ms. Anderson - Mathematics 4 Advanced

2nd Period: Student Assistant - Library

3rd Period: Ms. Leons - Language Arts 4 Advanced

- Lunch Break -

4th Period: Mr. Seam - U.S. History 2 Advanced

5th Period: Mr. Williams - Biology 2 Honors

6th Period: Coach McCray - Physical Education

I only had 1st period, 3rd period, and 5th period with him. He would often skip lunch and go off somewhere I still haven't found out. But what I do know is that during 2nd and 4th period transitioning I see him in the hallways, and after 6th period at the end of the day, if I walk fast enough, I can catch him.

I couldn't concentrate at all in my math class. I was too busy devising meeting times I could "accidentally" run into Bruce, making his schedule using my reasoning and common sense, and just thinking about him in general. Like his eyes...

My 2nd period is gym. If I skip it sometimes and pretend to "study" at the library, I might be able to catch him there as well. All of this makes me realize how stalkish and desperate this made me sound. This wasn't my usual composition. I was mellow. Seductive. Made people come to me.

And yet...I couldn't be that patient this time. Not now. Not for this guy.

And so, when the bell rang, the first thing I did was walk to the back toward Bruce. Though I didn't know what he was thinking(probably nothing with the kind of expression he had on his face), he didn't look like he minded me approaching. I tried not to walk to fast to him, like I said. Desperation would definitely show. But I didn't walk too slow either.

"Angelica's party that you were invited to. Are you going?" I asked bluntly and to the point.

He blinked. "Yeah..." he mumbled, not bothering to ask why I asked. So I saved him the bother and told him anyway.

"But you do realize how rude and nasty she is? She's a walking, talking, whore on heels. She has the power to make people do some nasty stuff. You sure you wanna go?" I asked him.

He shrugged. "She seemed pretty nice."

"Ah. Don't wanna say anything mean about people, do you. Good rep."

He raised an eyebrow. "I just didn't see anything mean about her." He suddenly stopped. And for the first time, I saw an expression on him other than boredom. He...smirked. At me. And raised his eyebrow higher. "Don't tell me you're jealous you weren't invited."

It took me a second to realize I'm still living. That smirk was gorgeous. He made my heart beat faster. And his eyes seemed to be trying to play inside mine, but a wall seemed to have come up, and he's asking for a way through. By toying with my emotions.

I immediately stopped blushing and had an urge to slap the smirk off his face. How could he? Abuse his looks to find out some stuff about me. It's...it's...bold.

"Yes, and I'm not going to hide it," I replied back with a sly smirk of my own.

"If what you say about Angelica is true, then why do you want to go to a party of her's so bad?" Bruce asked.

"That, I won't tell you. But the answer you gave me today changes everything," I answered, and started to walk away.

"Wait," he called. I didn't stop, but inside I was jumping with joy. He actually wanted me. Not having to go up to him to actually start a conversation. He wanted to start one with me.

"Maybe next time," I replied, and I walked away. That would leave him with a cliff hanger to come talk to me again. Make him more interested. Not to desperate either. Just...

...keeps him guessing.

Batman: Bruce Wayne

That girl only seemed to get stranger and stranger. One minute she's basking for my attention, walking up to me, and the next when I actually wanna talk to her, she pays me no attention. Just dismisses me like I'm everyday entertainment. I felt a little embarrassed. But I still wanted to find out more about her. And I knew the only way I would was by talking to her.

I have to be careful though. I noticed myself opening up a little too much to her. But...it's worth the risk. She seems interesting enough. What's one girl going to do?

And that Catwoman...she was strange too. But I KNEW I couldn't open myself up a little to her. Villain. Hero. Yeah...don't work.

Something inside me today just came out and displayed some emotion. It was a mix. Curiosity. Playfulness. Smug. That was a side I showed to no one else but Barbara. Dunno why it came out. I couldn't control it. I just had to release.

Maybe talking to this girl...Selina's her name apparently...maybe it wasn't good my for goal. I can get to close to her. Things could happen. Anybody that affiliates with me is destined to fall into my hole of anguish... A bit emo there, but hey. I wasn't lying.

But then again, Barbara knew who I was. She knew I was Batman.

"Let me help you," Barbara asked me again.

"I...I can't," I said.

"But please! You can't possibly cover this whole city yourself, can you? That's insane. You'll get yourself killed." The irony.

"Bar-"

"C'mon, Bat. You're the Batman, correct? Let me be your Batgirl. I can do this. I can aid you. We'll get the job done quicker. And then...we can actually spend some time together. Please?" she pleaded.

I always knew her for her persuasiveness. Her ability to convince people to agree with whatever she says just by the power of her eyes. But how I which I had followed my instincts. Then maybe I wouldn't even be here. I would still be in inner Gotham, with my girlfriend I truly loved, showing her how I felt in my bedroom...listening to her laugh...

I'm doing it again.

I was too young for love anyway. Now I'm 18, and though I personally still think I'm too young for true love, I also think I wanna pay more mind to this Selina girl. Like I've said before, she's not like others. She's better.

And so that's what caused me to pick up the phone, and dial her number.

She picked up on the seventh ring. She's lucky I didn't hang up.

"Hello?" she asked slowly. If you didn't know her and knew that was her regular voice, you would have found her very seductive.

"H...hey," I mumbled. I still couldn't believed I actually called someone.

"Bruce?"

"Yeah."

"Amazing. You actually called. You know I just gave that number to you as a keepsake, right?"

I sorely pretended to laugh at her dry humor, which made her laugh.

"Anyway, why'd you call? Don't you have a 'party' to attend to?" she spat, her annoyance easily being noticed. I think that was her goal.

"Actually, yeah. I'm already dressed. Just thought I'd say hi.."

"Oh, well...hi," she said. I pretended to laugh at her dry humor again.

"You never told me why you wanted to know if I was coming to Angelica's party," I reminded her.

"I never said I was." And she hung up.

I laughed dryly to myself. "I love it," I muttered to myself. Her misleading behaviors. She can make you feel like all she's interested in is you. When you give her that satisfaction, she doesn't care as much as to say hi to you. Not unless you go to her.

I love it.

It's not like I don't see what she's trying to do. She's trying to make me chase after her. Show that I want her. Play hard to get. Too bad she doesn't know I'm not the kind of guy that plays that game. So instead, I'll leave her waiting for her little dog to come answer to her abstinence.

And yet, I couldn't help but smile at the simple thought of her.