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I wish to go on a little rant here involving McDonald's

There happy meal toys to be more exact. You see a while back when they where selling the happy meal toys with young justice characters I really wanted a Wally skate board so i went with a friend and bought a boys happy meal. the guy who gave it to mean after calling out the order laughed at mean and said "You little babe" Instead of punching the jerks lights out I opened the meal and found the object of my desire, A KID FUCKING FLASH SKATE BOARD! then i jumped around like a two year old and stuck my tongue out at the manager who was the jerk. Now that i look back on the event I am very very pissed off because They had not one of the female members on the back of the skate boards! Like if i got an Artemis skate board and a Wally Skate board Holy Crap I'd Die LIKE DIE! but no they be sexist against the woman!

yeah well that's my rant

Me own nothing but words and stuff

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Ch.8 Uncovering the Truth (Part 2)

…Willow…

The wind rushed through my hair and the sun barely had a chance to stain the golden lock copper. I love this feeling of the wind rushing through my hair, smacking my face. I felt like I was hitting a wall when the slight dull pain set into my knees. I loved that too. What I loved most was the feeling of pushing pasted it all, turning the world around me into a nothing-less blur.

"One more lap Willow!" Coach shouted. I didn't even look at him as I passed. I heard the loud sounds of Eliza cheering me on. The soft sound of Jake whistling at me brought a light hue of red to my cheeks.

"Gosh he's cute," I thought I mean. He really was one of the cutest boys in Gotham Academy. And the fact he was one of my friends didn't help my feelings about him. Before I knew it the coach was calling time.

"Four minutes 17 seconds. Willow you sure are fast," I smiled up at the older man in front of me.

"Are you even tired?" Eliza asked, walking towards me, "I mean none of the boys are even finished with their mile times yet. AND YOU'RE NOT EVEN GASPING!"

"Well she's just fast." Jake answered for me even, adding in a wink. The heat rushed up to my face as I tried to hide it with my hair.

"Time: five minute eight seconds. Very nice, Tim." Coach said from behind me. Tim Drake popped his small freshman head onto my shoulder, gasping for oxygen.

"How, Crock? How do you do it?" he begged. Eliza giggled. Jake just smirked.

"It's just gym class. It really doesn't matter," I replied, pushing the bird-brain off me.

"Crock – Drake, go change!" Couch shouted. We willingly complied with our teacher and rushed off into the locker rooms. Although Eliza didn't have to follow me in there - she did.

"So… Jake," she started.

"Don't even," I finished, "There is nothing there. He definitely doesn't like me, so just leave it alone."

"Oh come on Willow, he was just flirting with you. How can you be so blind?!" She said throwing her hands up into the air. I chose to change the subject.

"So, Eliza, why are you in here watching me change like a pervert? It's not like you have my gym class." She threw me a smirk.

"Jerk! We have the same class next period and I had lunch and I wanted to talk to my best friend - you don't have to be mean about it." With a huff she turned around and crossed her arms. I was fully dressed and ready to go so I slipped my arm around hers and pulled her towards the door. We went up the stairs and ran into Tim and Jake who also had the same next class.

"To history?" Jake asked. We walked down the hallway together and chatted a bit until the bell range. As we entered the class room Miss. Blue handed us a packet.

"Go take your seats," she instructed.

I sat down at my desk pulled out a pencil and glanced down at the page before me.

"Oh my god," I leaned towards Eliza, "DO YOU SEE THIS!" I squeal into her ear.

She looked at the packet, her jaw dropped.

"Oh god," she moaned "If you flip out at me I will smack you."

"Your threats mean nothing to me." I proceeded to fan-girl over the assignment.

The room began to fill and Miss Blue began to address the class.

"Now class, as some have noticed," she meant me, "We are doing a research essay on a super hero. Each person will choose a hero – a real hero, Frank – and then we will present said hero to the class. We will draw names from my fancy hat and whoever is called can pick the hero they want."

I needed to pick the Flash! He was my hero! I probably knew more about him than any other civilian. I probably knew everything about him but his secret identity! I NEEDED TO BE DRAWN FIRST!

I wasn't. If My memory serves I was like the sixth person, but I got the Flash! Tim got Nightwing (even though he was the second person and Batman was still available). Eliza chose Black Canary (who I actually like a lot). And Jake chose Superman (he was the first called). Then for the rest of class he flirted with the girls around him about how much he was like the hero.

"Yeah, I'm not just attractive like him, I'm also just as strong. Right Willow?" he asked me turning his head towards me and grinning.

"Ha! If having the strength of a twig is strong!" I glared. He just blew it off.

"Playboy." I whispered to myself.

"Oh Willow can I come over to your house and look at some of your articles on Nightwing?"

"What?! Why would I have articles on that douche bag?" I snapped at Tim. He just brushed it off.

"Well you have some on the history of the Flash and his friendship with Nightwing. Don't you."

"Oh crap your right! Sorry Tim. Yeah like when he was Robin – and nice." This caused a whole long argument to erupt between the two of us that then ended in him having to by me lunch.

…Later…

Uncle Dick Face came to get me and Tiny Tim… (AN: I have a friend name Tim who is much larger than me in height but I call him Tiny Tim and he throws me into a wall... I'll love you if you get why… She does the same with this Tim. But he doesn't throw her into walls.)

Really he came to get me and force Tim to walk the block home (Wayne Manor) but I tell him Tim was coming home with me, and he finally gave in to the ride.

To my surprise, my mother was home sitting on the coach drinking tea.

"Willow your home! Good your home… with Tim?" Her eyebrow stretched up in a quizzical look.

"Hi Artemis. I'm here to get some info for my hero research paper."

"Oh well… good! You can help Willow do her chores from the weekend she put off."

I felt my face drop as I realized what she meant.

"DO I have to clean the attic now!"

"Yes." She stated then walked away towards her room.

"Oh and one more thing. Next week I'm taking off of work so that over vacation we can hang out at the amusement park or something… But you gotta clean the attic first." Then she shut the door.

"My mother is so mean-ish… did she say amusement park?" I shouted towards her door.

"Hey maybe while where up there in the attic we'll find some only hero stuff we can use in our papers."

…Narrator…

(AN: Sorry for those who dislike the shift to First to third then back again. I can't help it!)

And boy did they find out a lot….

A Cliff for my bif

and by bif i mean you

So there will maybe be to or one more part of Uncovering the truth

Yeah!

But sadly the story isn't even close to being done :C This will take longer than i thought oh boy...

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