Night had fallen on Gotham City. The very last to be dropped off at my house was, Barbara Gordon, who came already dressed in her light blue pajama's. She gave a small nod behind her to her father, as if he was okay to go now and leave her to be with her friends. Hesitant, Commissioner Gordon pulled out of the driveway and on to the street. Barbara Gordon has always been a quiet girl, but so sweet. I couldn't wait to get to know her better tonight.
"Whoa you brought a lot of books!" I say with a huge grin on my face. A ton of books filled her slumber bag. I hope she didn't plan to read the whole sleepover. Oo! Maybe she planned o read the stories out loud to us. Her look wavered a bit uncertain in attempts to determine if I was teasing or not. Her blue eyes gazed up at me. "That's so cool, did you bring any fairytales?"
"Um-no, only mysteries." She said softly, a smile appearing on her face once she confirmed I was truly interested.
"Maybe we could read some tonight, like a creepy mystery party!" My voice squeals with excitement, I couldn't help it. Nancy Drew was the coolest, with her fun outfits and always outsmarting some idiots. Secret passage ways and surprises, what wasn't there to love.
"Yeah, that would be fun." Barbara relaxed a little as the two of us then entered my room, where Pamela and Selena had spread the a ray of snacks across the table closest to the floor. It had everything, popcorn, chips, chocolates, yum. My room was a mess, but due to Selena's quick cleaning and Pamela and I's ability to cram everything into the sides it was no big deal now.
Selena stretched out on the bed, "Harley, why does your room look so-well pink?"
"It's great isn't it? I painted it myself when we got to Gotham, I wanted something fun, unique and different."
"It's definitely different." Pamela chuckled, I presume she shared my excitement. "Well, aren't we going to do anything? I'm already bored." Pamela complained.
"Let's start with something fun." Selena grinned, her white teeth slipping through her smile."Truth-" She rolled off the bed to sit down next to Pamela. "-or Dare?"
This caught Pamela's attention and she smiled, "I say Harley goes first, it is her party after all."
Selena turned her attention over to me, "Well Harley, Truth or Dare."
"Truth." I smirk, why would I risk a silly dare?
"What is the worst, no, most embarrassing nickname you've been called?"
I pause, thinking. Bozo, Blondie, Pigtails, Ditsy, Harley, Nerd, Dork, Glasses, Try Hard there were so many. "Bimbo, no one wants to be a bimbo."
I turn to Barbara, "How about you, Truth or Dare."
"Truth." She spoke quietly, adjusting her glasses. Barbara looked a bit scared to play truth or dare, but I wasn't going to do anything too hard for her. She was a friend after all.
"What is the best book you've ever read?"
"Lame!" Pamela mumbled, rolling her eyes. I look down, in attempts to ignore Selena, who was tying not to laugh. "I'll show you how to do it Harley, Truth or Dare."
"I just answered one." I frown, crossing my arms.
"It's a rule of truth or dare, a lame question gets you on the automatic next now-Truth or Dare." Pamela spoke in a devilishly tone, which taunted she had something dark in mind.
"Dare, I'm not scared." I spoke with confidence.
"I dare you to unlock your phone and let me send one text to Jonathan."
My heart stopped,"what?!" I choke out my popcorn, spitting it on the floor. My coughing attacked stopped after a couple seconds.
"Harles I didn't know you were a chicken." Pamela laughed, making Barbara chuckle softly before looking embarssed. Even Selena gave a small smirk of amusement.
"No. No! Here take my phone, passcode is-"
"Got it!" Selena spoke, entering my phone within seconds of it in her hands unlocked it and passed the iPhone to Pamela. Her emerald eyes filled with something I missed at first glance, vengefulness, wait, why would she-shit-me and Johnny were both involved with the debates, which made her lose votes. No. My face paled to see her looking up at the screen.
"Message Sent." Pamela spoke softly, deleting the message so Harley would never see it.
Her message read;
I'm not sure how to say this and it may sound uh-stupid but Johnny I have a huge crush on you. Please tell me how you feel, if you feel anything back so I know if my love is a lost cause. 3 ~HQ
I quickly took it from her hands to see what she wrote. A frown appears in my face finding the screen of my phone blank. "What did you send?"
Pamela just tapped her lip softly, "I'm sorry Harleen but it's not my turn in truth or dare."
"Fine, Pamela. Truth or Dare."
"Hmmm that's a tough one Harles." She spoke with sacarsim, Selena and Barbara caught on to this not being a simple game for fun anymore. "I think, I'll have to say Tru-Dare." She spoke an emphasis on the word dare in attempts to make me angry. Instead I laughed, no chuckled at the thought. Pamela thought she was so smart, well she'll see I'm no bozo to be messed with. She will see that not every smile was a good thing.
"Pamela, I dare you to send Harvey a picture of you in your bra, admitting you were wrong and that he deserves the presidency."
Selena's mouth dropped, Barbara just went silence with wide eyes. The bra thing probably wasn't out of Pamela's range but admitting she was wrong. I may be asking for a death wish.
"What did you say?" Pamela scoffed.
"You heard me, I dare you to."
"Fine! I'm not a poor sport like some people."
Pamela looked over at Selena before tossing her, her Ecocase phone. "Open up my snapchat, I mean might as well make it look nice." Her silk green nightgown slide off her shoulder to reveal a laced flower bra. Pamela put on a soft smile, before grabbing her phone and taking a selfie of her blowing a kiss.
She walked back to send the message to go along with it.
Harve, baby I'm sorry for all the commotion I've caused. You really should be president. Love, Pammy?
I made sure to watch her hit send, "There."
At that Selena busted up laughing, "sorry Harles, He'll never believe it's her, Pam would never admit to being wrong."
Pamela slide her nightgown back on before throwing a pillow at Selena. "Oh shut up!"
Selena was quick, had the best reflexes of anyone at school or on the streets. She dodged the pillow so it hit Barbara instead. I laughed softly before Pamela threw another one in my direction. "Oofft!" I fall back, before grinning. "Pillow fight!" I giggle, chasing Barbara on to the bed to hit her with a pillow. She jumps, falling backwards, which sends her pillow into Pam. Selena took this as a chance to throw a pillow at Pamela and in seconds they were all fighting.
For the next few minutes, feathers, giggles and blankets all went flying.
A deep voice of laughter caused me to pause dead in my tracks. It spooked me at the sound of it, "Did you hear that?" Selena's pillow collides into me, sending me back on the bed.
"Hear what?" Selena smirked,helping me up to my feet.
" You two okay?" Pamela laughed, seeing that we stopped throwing pillows. Waiting for a response, she headed to her slumber party bag.
"Yeah, I just thought I heard snickering."
"We're all snickering." Babara laughed, sitting on the end of the bed.
"No this was different it sounded like-" I shrug, not being able to place the sound. "Never mind."
"Ladies! I found it!" Pamela smirked pulling out a dvd from her light green book bag. "Magic Mike XL." She smirked. I've never seen Barbara's face so red before. The color matched Pamela's hair.
Selina purred with excitement, "come on! Let's go set it up in the living room." She smirked, racing out behind Pamela.
"I'll make the popcorn." Barbara said still unsure about the movie. I could see it in her eyes.
I could have sworn I heard the chuckle come again from just outside my window, maybe I was still a bit loopy from Jonathan's project. My eyes drifted back to the window one more time, seeing nothing but the top of a green plant.
"Harley! Come on, we're going to start the movie!" Pamela called out, from the living room.
"One second." Paranoid, I close the window. "It has to be the fear serum" I told myself quietly, taking one more glance back at the room, I mean why else would I be hearing things? I shook my head, turning off the bedroom light.
The thing Harley failed to notice as she closed the door was no plant had that neon color of green or soft whisps that floated against her window. At the very bottom of her window sill was nothing more then spiked green hair, which belonged to Jack Napier.
((Sorry, I forgot about my account on fan fiction, an email notification graciously reminded me I forgot to update the past few chapters. Oops, so sorry. ~E ))