-Harleen's POV-

By the time I woke up on Thursday school was about over. I groan, rolling off the couch to hit wood floor. Owe, since when did we have hardwood floors-oh yeah, right. I remember last night's events, along with the fact I was not home yet. In a chair beside me I see a sound asleep Jonathan, out cold. His hair all ruffled from being on the couch all night. I smile, giving him a small kiss on the check, as a thank you for his kind gesture. I laid the blanket back down on him before searching for my shoes.

It was too late to go to school, but the thought of my warm bed back home sounded amazing.

On my way out, I turn, looking at Jonathan. He was such a good friend, I must find some way to repay him. I give a small nod, slowly closing the door.

Last night was amazing as we talked throughout the night about our past, our inspirations, shocking enough we have a lot in common including, both aspiring to get a doctorate, pretty shitty dads, and lastly the need for glasses.

Wait!I know what I would do! I know exactly what I will do to repay Johnny! Ed always said that Johnny needed a girlfriend, so I will find him a date for Homecoming. That way at least one of us is going to the dance. I smile, excited with this new idea. Who could I find for Johnny? Most people had already coupled up. Bruce asked Selena, Harvey and Rachel were already a thing. Nora and Victor were adorable. Ed hopefully choked out the nerve to ask Barbara, and Pamela insists she has the perfect boy coming from a private school nearby.

There had to be someone! I needed a girl smart, kind, and interesting, who would understand Johnny.

What about Selena's friend? Bridget! She's usually quiet, to herself, but she seems kind. I wonder if she has a date? I should text Selena.

Now where is my phone? I pause, searching around for the small device. I never recognized my new phone. After Jack broke my phone I ended up getting an older flip phone, it was impossible to find because how small it was.

The night of the big game! Gotham High Versus some Small Team? Something like that! I never paid much focus to football. The school was pulsing with excitement as both Homecoming and tonight approached. Red and I decided the best way we can show our Gotham Pride was to wear our cheerleading uniforms all day. Did I mind? No, they were so adorable. The uniform was a combo of gold and black with a pleated skirt.

"See you later Charles" Pamela waved goodbye as I went into my favorite class.

As I walked into creative writing I notice a small red box on my desk. A post it note on top of the box read For Harleen. I look around, curious to what was in the box. I sit down beside Jonathan, this was his handwriting " What is this?" I ask, really eager to peak.

"Just look inside." Jonathan says, trying to hide his smile.

I open the box to see a pair of bright red glasses. They were so cute with little black hearts on the sides. I pause, looking down at them then back at Jonathan. The gift was sweet, but I was not sure if I was ready for them yet. How did he get these?

My eyes look up to meet his blue ones, we were in the back of the room. Who would notice? I slip them on to see the writing prompt clearly on the board.

Give your definition and reasoning behind what you feel the circle is a symbol of?

"You look amazing" Jonathan said quietly, making me blush as I sat beside him.

"Thank you Johnny." The class started, and no one said a word. Everyone treated me the same, making my nerves about the once silly spectacles go away. Class was so different when you could understand things write away. I even found out my teacher's name was Professor Milo, not Professor Milk. Whoops, no wonder she put question marks on my reports.

"You're coming to the game tonight?" I ask, curious. I knew Johnny was not a big football, or sports fan.

"You know me and Ed would never miss your first game." He smirked.

For once I felt at peace as I continued to write my essay;

A circle is a spherical object in 2D, that symbolizes inclusion. A circle is a way to include one another. For instance, the phrase, inner circle, means friends and those you keep close to your heart.

A laugh startles me, as my pencil snaps from the paper. Johnny and I turn to the door immediately to see a familiar face.

"Jack Napier, it's about time you showed up. Now I do not want to deal with your tardi-"Professor Milo is cut off.

"Whatever toots, dontcha have some joint to smoke." Jack flicked his cigarette at her, then laughed as it made a small popping noise. Obviously a gag gift, which made the teacher jump in her seat. The whole class laughed at her expression.

I slump in my seat, as Jonathan does the same. Maybe his beautiful green luxurious eyes won't fall upon me. We were in the back of the classroom, no way he would notice. He liked attention, why would he hide in the back?

"Harley? Is-Is that you?" He busted out laughing, "thought ya would have still been relaxing in that hot tub." He teased, making me uncomfortable. He knew damn well it was not a hot tub.

"It's Harleen." I repeat, crossing my arms. I will not let him bug me.

"Napier, what are you doing here?" Jonathan snarled, protectively.

"Well ya see Johnny boy, I got…'recommended'...for this class. Good old Doctor Lee said some creative therapy would help, only way they'd allow me back in this shitty school. Mind that this is writing, a simple boring meaningless task in our daily lives."

"Well I happen to like it." I say, resting my hand on my left hip. Johnny stood by myself, giving me confidence to stick firmly on my beliefs. Why would I let some hottie push me around?

"Do you? Haha do you toots?! Of course you do because writing isn't actually doing, it's pretending. But hey, why pretend on paper when you can do it in really life."

"You can have your own thoughts on the matter but I will stick to mine. Thank you very much!"

"Really?" His laughter got darker, making me shiver a little as he stepped forward. His hand moved across my arm, before tapping me hard on the shoulder. A cold chill moves down my spine.

"Tell me four eyes, have you seen the devil dance in the pale moonlight?" His devilish smile flashed close to me, making my heart skip a beat. His eyes sparkled a mesmerizing twinkle of something I could never describe. "How far until you cave? How deep you digging, I mean everyone caves, it's just a matter of time." His mesmorizing eyes twinkled with mystery, drawing me closer.

His words hurt me little as I try to brush off the four eyes comment. He made me feel anxious about my glasses.

"Come on, Harleen…" His words spit, making me cringe. I felt like he hated me. "Or do you only asnwer to now." He busted out laughing, stepping back to hit his knee.

Knew it, I knew we looked like a nerdy! You bozo! You're pushing Jack away! I can see so much better now. Johnny likes them. He's a nerd too! You realize he talks to like three people. You are tryin ta get us a date right? Yes! Well you look like Sybill Trelawney. Maybe you are right…

"Leave her alone clown!" Jonathan stared him down.

"What fear boy? What are you gonna do?" His eyes met Jonathans. Jack knew about what really happened at the Haunted House. He knew what sick demons lied in Jonathans eyes. They were rather interesting. How such an addicting man could survive without his main drug, fear. "Do you think I am scared?" He taunted, pushing Jonathan back a little.

Meanwhile, I continued to ignore them my inner self was dying to be let out.

Why are ya letting him treat ya boi like that? My boy? MisTah J! Harleen you're so stupid, having Johnny always stick up for ya silly ass. Oh Shut up! If you were smart you would at least protect Johnny Boy from him. What? You are wayyy to busy talkin to moi! Our lover boy is teaching Johnny a lesson! No!

"MisTah J no!" I try to get in between the fighting boys.

My eyes met his, and I stared back at him. His beautiful green eyes. Have I mentioned how amazingly wonderful they were. Mmm don't forget about his hair. My eyes glance up, his completion and everything was perfect. Jack was so interesting, I tried to cheer him up. Wanting his approval in comparison with the annoyed look he gave me. "It was a joke puddin'! Just a joke! I'd neva wear such foolish things to make ya mad hun."

He eyed me, slowly releasing Johnny. Jonathan did not look scared, just disappointed. I could not look him in the eyes as I took the glasses off. "I don't even need the silly things!"

I take off the glasses and toss them on the table. Hopefully they don't break. I hug Jack, trying to get him to relax. His nature seemed so dark right now.

Jonathan looked down. How could she turn back to him that easily? He almost got her killed. Now Jon had to watch as Jack's hand moved to grab her ass in a hug. How could she disgrace herself like that. Jonathan was about to lose faith in her when he noticed her step back.

"Ah Harley-"

My eyes shoot open in our hug as I feel his hand on me. "What do you think you're doing?!" I crossed my arm, stepping back.

"What toots? Expecting something a little more?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Ew! I was giving you a hug! You think ya can call me toots? I am not some just bozo to be pushed around!" I shut Harley up in my head, forcing myself to remember Red's wise words. "You left me to die!"

He chuckled, not nervous but finding amusement in my anger. AMUSEMENT! "Not die dearie, just a little swim."

"IN ACID?!"

"Well.."He paused and tilted his head, giving a small smile,"Yes."

"I should slug you right here for how you treated me! If Jonathan hadn't been there I would be dead right now."

"And what a pity that would be." He rolled his eyes.

I glare, not confident enough to punch him. "Leave me alone! I don't want your beautiful eyes and idiotically perfect hair anywhere around me!" I stomp on his foot as hard as I can before giving him a grin of my own. How dare he do that, think I would run right back to him? I would show him. I turn around, flipping my hair calmly. "Oh and Johnny, I'll see you later tonight." I smile, moving out of the room with a little pep in my step.

After Harleen left, the boys were stuck in silence. Jonathan had a small smile on his face seeing how she handled herself.

"You." Jack growls, holding his foot. That girl, she had quite an attitude about her, and a powerful leg. "You'll regret that. That girl, she's mine. I don't like people messing with my toys."

"She's no toy, she's a human being."

"We are all toys Jon O' Boy. All toys in this marvelous game, you see?" He chuckled, still rubbing his foot.

"Whatever Jack." Jonathan paused, lowering his voice. "You're a monster, Harleen is going to stay far away from you because of that and nothing will change that."

"AHahahhaha, I am the MONSTER?! I Am? Woah what wise words come from you Johnny Boy? I've never hurt her, humiliated her, as much as you did to her and Pam. I mean the plant whore had it comin but how can she trust a monster like yourself. I am Reaaal got it? I see things for what they really are. You are as much as a monster as I am."

"Then why did she spend the night at my house last night, instead of yours Jay." Jonathan taunted, flashing a arrogant grin as he too left the room.

If looks could kill, the one Jack had given Jonathan when he walked out would have made him drop dead right there. Jack pulled a switchblade out, about to go after him. He stopped, twirling the knife in air. "Oh yes." His mind inspires a perfect idea for how to get the Crane boy back. His grin started to waver as he broke out into a laugh. Jack knew what he had to do to get his Harley back.