As promised I was enrolled in Gotham Academy. I stood outside for a moment, looking at the school crest on the sign. On ribbon element of the crest were the words 'Historia Magistra Vitae' printed across it.

"Are you going in miss?" Alfred asked from behind me. I didn't really want to.

"I guess I have to." I walked in, following Alfred's directions to the Principal's office.

I was instructed by the office lady to just sit outside his office, where I found another girl sitting outside as well. She had short black hair with a yellow clip in it. By the looks of her she would have to be at least part Asian.

"You must be new here! I'm Maps." She introduced herself as I sat down.

"Maps? Your parent called you that? Is it a nickname or something?" She giggled a little in response.

"Yes, silly. My real name is Mia. Everyone calls me maps though." I nodded.

"I'm Mila."

"Nice to meet you Mila." Before we could converse any further, the Principal opened his door and let us in.

"Mila, considering the marks I have received from your old school, you have to be put down a level. You will not be in the same year level as Damian." Um, what? I was passing! "You see, at Gotham Academy we have very high standards and you were not meeting those standards for that year level."

"So why am I here?" Maps asked, puzzled on why she had to be here for this.

"Mila, since you are new here and probably won't know your way around, I have arranged for Mia to by your nanny. She will show you around and look out for you whilst you get settled in." I nodded. Still not happy I'd have to repeat a year.

"I'll do my best sir." Mia said before leading me out.

She walked me through the school, showing me each courtyard, where the canteen was, where dorms were so I would get lost up there, where the auditorium was, and finally where the classrooms were.

"Okay, this is your class. Meet me in canteen at lunch." She left as I walked into the classroom. A Scottish teacher with short dark hair greeted me and introduced me to the class. I noticed people whispering to each other as they heard my name. I furrowed my brow, not use to people talking about me.

I sat down and the girl in front of me turned back and faced me. "Are you Jace Todd's daughter?"

I nodded slowly, unsure of where this was going. "What's it like being the daughter of an outlaw?"

"Don't know, I only met her once." She seemed displeased by my answer and turned back to her work. I had no idea my mother had a reputation.

The girl sitting to my left leaned over and tapped my shoulder to get my attention. "I saw you get out of the same car Damian is usually dropped off in. Where is he today?"

"I don't know."

"Do you live together?"

"No. Alfred just picked me up. I assumed Damian had been dropped off earlier." She was about to say something else when the teacher stopped us.

"Phoebe and Mila! I s'pose you'd like to make up the time you spent talking after class." We shook our heads in unison. "Then I suggest you shut yer yaps and get on with yer work."

When class ended Phoebe caught up with me as I was leaving class. "So why doesn't anyone know about you? Surely when your mother was arrested a few years back the press would have loved to take advantage of you."

"I was a secret. Bruce didn't want to subject me to too much publicity." She nodded, understanding.

"Maybe I'll see you around Mila." And with that she left. I continued to my next class.

Alfred was waiting in front of the school as I got out of school. Much like the gentleman Alfred is, he held the door open for me as he welcomed me into the car. "To the nearest Zeta-Tube platform then?"

"Actually I'd like to go to the Manor." He raised an eyebrow.

"I'd be patient with him if I were you." I knew who he was talking about but I wanted to be sure.

"Who?" I asked nonchalantly.

"He's very embarrassed about the way he acted yesterday." Alfred explained and I could see his smirk in the rear view mirror.

"Wait, wait, wait. How much did he tell you?" He smiled and kept driving in silence.

It was deafening.

When I arrived at the Wayne manor I hopped straight out and walked briskly to the door. When I found Damian sitting on a couch reading I finally slowed down. I shouldn't have.

As soon as he caught sight of me he all but flipped off the chair and ran out of the room. Well that was a bit exaggerated. He wasn't that bad.

Tim was on another chair and was smirking at me. A big stupid smirk. The kind that says 'I want to annoy you.'

"Shut up Bird Boy." I heard him chuckle as I went after Damian. "Damian. Don't be such a wimp."

"I am not a wimp!" I looked up to find him looking down at me as he leant over the banister.

"Could have fooled me."

"I'm sorry I kissed you." I widened my eyes at him.

"Um... What?"

"I, you-"

"Are you always this articulate?" I tried to sneak that in to dial down his seriousness.

"Don't quote Disney." I laughed at him. Disney is my life.

"What's the matter?"

"You said you didn't want to date. I didn't want to push you."

"Maybe I would want to date. It depends on who." My neck was kinda getting sore after looking at him for too long. "Can you come down?"

"Do you want to date me?"

"I don't know. Maybe."

"Movies Saturday?"

"Movies Saturday." He walked off and I turned to find Tim in the doorway with a huge grin.

"What?"

"That was soooo cute."

"Remember when I was ten and I almost broke your nose."

AN: so these two are not meant to be really social so dating should be awkward for them. It'll be interesting.