Hey guys,

Alright, I'm sorry this took forever to update. I wasn't exactly sure where I was going with it because I wasn't exactly sure a lot of people would like it. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, you made my day. Over 1000 words in this chapter, so I hope that makes up for taking forever.

Hope you like it.

PS I still don't own Justice League :-(

Jen sat with Martha at lunch. The girls had just taken their chemistry test.

"Oh, I'm sure I failed that. What did you get for number 25b?" Martha asked grabbing an apple juice.

"Alright Martha, it was hard enough taking the test once. We don't need to go over the test all over again. Besides, we've got more important things to talk about." She said pulling Martha to the nearest empty table.

"Ugh, you could let me get my lunch." She said standing back up to go get her sack lunch. Alfred didn't trust the cafeteria with his adopted granddaughter's lunch. He's been packing her lunch since kindergarten. Not that that was a bad thing, Alfred packed amazing lunches. Martha grabbed the lunch and sat back down.

"Alright, I know you wanted to wear your new blue jeans for the date, but I was thinking you could wear that white skirt my mom got you for your birthday. What do you think?"

"Maybe, but which top?" Martha asked taking a drink of her juice.

"How about that pink camisole?"

"Won't that be cold?"

"Nopes, forecast says 70° and balmy."

"We're going out in the evening."Martha said taking a bite of her sandwich.

"Well you don't know that cause you ran off before he could tell you any details." Jen said, "and he doesn't have this lunch today."

"Relax, he's riding home with me today so I'll ask him after school today."

"How can I relax! You've liked him forever and we've practical planned your wedding."

"That's an exaggeration!" Martha said. Jen raised an eyebrow.

"Please, you've been in love with the boy since fourth grade."
"That is not true."

"You know it is."

"Well to hear your mom talk it was true love when we met as babies."

"I believe that was my dad, Hawkgirl would never say true love."

"Jennifer Stewart you know perfectly well that your mother would say that whenever she wants."

"Yeah, but she only talks about love when she's on pain killers… or pregnant… or had laughing gas… or-"

"Alright, Jen I get the point." Martha said putting her feet up on the chair next to her, "Now are you going to help me or not?" she asked taking a drink of her juice.

"I'm telling you, white skirt, pink tank top, and some accessories."

"I don't know, with our springs it maybe 30s or 80s on Saturday."

"It's gonna be 80s."

"How do you know?"

"I have ways of knowing things." Jen said raising her hands and wiggling her fingers, "Oh ah." Martha raised an eyebrow.

"You're going to ask him aren't you?" Jen smiled,

"I already have."

"Jen! You know how sensitive he is to that." Martha said sitting up right.

"He told me I had one question and he would give me one answer. " Martha crossed her arms.

"And how did you get that one question." Jen slashed an arm across her chest.

"Details, details, anyway all you need to know is it's going to be in the 80s and you need to wear that white skirt."

"Maybe I don't want to wear the white skirt." Martha said sticking her tongue out.

"You can be so stubborn sometimes."

"Yeah, I get it from my father."

"No shit Sherlock." Jen said slapping her friend on the arm. Martha rubbed her arm where she'd been slapped.

"You need to be careful with that strength." Jen stuck her tongue out. Martha brought her hand up and pinched the air behind Jen's shoulder. To everyone else, Martha had just touched the air, but to Jen, Martha had just pinched her right wing. Jen gave her a look and Martha gave Jen a patented Bat-Glare.

"You know I hurt that last week."

"Opps, I forgot." Martha said with a smile. Jen stuck her tongue out again and twirled her bracelet, "Be careful with that." Martha said slapping Jen's hand away from the bracelet, "I don't have time to fix it before your gym class and you know your wings might get noticed.

"Oh, we're playing volleyball. The guys will be playing and the girls will be staring. Nobody would notice me flying out the window and leaving school."

"If you leave school, you'll get your phone taken away and I won't be able to text you the details." Jen sighed and picked at her roast beef.

"Fine." She said taking a bite.

"So, how's Rex? I hear he was in the Egyptian mission."

"He's fine. You know how my mom fells about Egypt though. I think she was more worried than he was." Rex had lead a mission to Egypt to help with a series of sandstorms. During the mission he'd been injured and would be off active duty for three weeks. Martha knew he'd find some way to go on a mission before then, he always did.

"Now don't distract me!" Jen said., "We've got to finish planning."

"Ugh, you sound like my father." Martha said.

"Well if there is one thing you can say about him, he's always prepared."

"I can say a lot of things about my father." Martha looked up and saw Samantha walked toward them.

"Hey Martha." She said sliding into a seat across from the girls.

"Hello Samantha." Martha said with only the necessary kindness.

"Hey Samantha, what brings you to the decent side of school." Jen asked. Samantha ignored Jen and spoke to Martha,

"So I hear, Adam Kent asked you out." Martha glared at Jen. Jen blushed,

"I may have told Ashley during math class." Martha bit her lip, it was no secret that Ashley couldn't keep a secret to save her life.

"Yes, he did."

"You know he's only feeling sorry for you. I bet you guys last one date, maybe."

"Jealous Samantha?" Jen asked.

"Why should I, I'm not a shy little freak like her." Jen stood up.

"Back off."

"See, she can't even stand up for herself."
"Don't see the need to stand up to a dog." Martha said. Samantha glared.

"Adam will realized how pathetic you are, and then he'll come crawling back to me."

"I think he dumped you, in seventh grade. Grow up Sam." Martha said.

"Don't call me that." Samantha said.

"Make me." Martha responded. The girls stared at each other for half a minute. Martha's soft green eyes staring down Samantha's pale blue ones in a BatGlare. The queen bee didn't stand a chance against a BatGlare.

"Just wanted to warn you before you got your heart broken." Samantha said and walked back to her table.

"God I hate her, how do you keep your cool?" Martha shrugged.

"Practice, and one of these day you're going to blow your cover getting mad at her." Jen smiled,

"Yeah, but can you imagine the splatter her guts will make on the wall?" Martha rolled her eyes.

"You're hopeless."

"I know, now back to the date." Martha groaned, but smiled at her friend.

Alright, now we're getting somewhere. Please hit that green button and review cause it would make someone *cough ME cough cough* very happy.