"Stephanie, I need your help!" I called out as I knocked on her door. She opened up and looked at me sceptically.

"What do you need?" Her blonde hair was up in a messy bun and all she wore was a plain purple t-shirt and skinny jeans. She always looked so nice. That's what I needed help with.

"I'm going on a date tonight and I need your help finding something to wear." Her smile grew wide and she looked like she was about to squeal until it clicked and her smile disappeared. "It's Damian isn't it? That's the date."

"Yeah. Are you gonna help me or not?" She closed the door and emerged a few seconds later with a hoodie she was proceeding to put on.

"We are going shopping." I felt my face contort at the thought of shopping for pretty dresses. "We'll find something to suit you."

MEANWHILE WITH DAMIAN:

"Tim I require your assistance." He raised his eyebrow at me.

"Why me?"

"I don't understand how, but somehow you manage to attract girls. Also I'd rather not ask my father." He nodded slowly.

"Come in." He let me into his room. That wasn't the expected outcome. I sort of expected a 'hell no!' or something like that. That was easier than I expected.

WITH MILA:

We had spent an hour picking out dresses and shoes to match. I had insisted on not wearing heels. No offence to people who wear them day in and day out, they're just not for me.

We were nearly about to leave when I spotted a world little store. It was called Typo and it caught my attention immediately.

I loved the smart comments and clever insults they had printed on countless items in the store. I was nearly in my own world until I noticed the girl from the other day.

"Hey. I crashed into the other day. Sorry about that." Her eyes widened and she just gawked at me.

"I apologise for how rude I was, I was just in a a hurry you see." She seemed very on edge still. "How did you know my name? My real name hasn't been used on me since I was about five."

"I think you're my sister. You look almost exactly like me. My mother said you'd have black hair and green eyes but other than that I expected you to look like me." She frowned.

"We have a mother?"

"Uh yeah. Her name is Jace Todd."

"What?" She seemed to recognise the name so I repeated it.

"Jace Todd..." She looked angry. Before I could ask why she ran out out. I lost her again as she seemed to vanish.

"So who was she?" Stephanie asked once Kylie had left. I turned away picking up some books for school and a few whimsical pens.

"No one. Just someone I met the other day."

WITH DAMIAN:

Tim had basically gone through everything I shouldn't do on my first date. And in turn, everything I should do.

I had suitable clothes picked out for tonight so I decided to head down for lunch. Alfred was nearly finished cooking when I Mila came through the front door. I shot up to greet her but she was pulled quickly away by Stephanie.

I rolled my eyes and sat at the dining table with Bruce and Tim.

"I don't think the girls will be coming down for lunch, Alfred."