Friend or Foe?

Chapter 3

It was now a few days after that little incident in the science room. Damian had missed a couple days of school because of an important mission. Damian wakes up sore and exhausted. He hadn't slept much during the mission, and he knows he probably looks like shit. He sits up slowly before flopping back down. He really doesn't feel like going to school today. He sighs in annoyance and sits back up.

He gets out of bed and heads to the bathroom to brush his teeth. When he gets to the sink he looks up in the mirror, and as he had suspected, he looks like shit. He brushes his teeth and takes a quick shower and gets dressed. He then goes back into the bathroom and takes out some makeup to cover up a bruise that was left just under his eye. He also covers up the dark circles under his eyes. He then heads downstairs for breakfast.

He goes downstairs and heads to the kitchen. Once there, he finds his older brother Jason Todd sitting at the counter. Jason had been told to stay at the manor for a couple days because of some injuries he had gotten during the mission. Alfred wants to keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn't push himself too much. Damian sighs and grabs an apple, taking a seat next to his older brother.

"That's not much of a breakfast." Jason says, giving the kid a small judgmental look. Damian rolls his eyes, "It's good enough" he states. Jason rolls his eyes in response. They sit there for a bit, not really acknowledging each other much. "How's that friend of yours?" Jason asks, not really caring, he's just bored of the silence. Damian looks up at Jason with a look that says, "I know you don't care" before answering him. "He's fine." Damian states, looking at his almost finished apple instead of at his brother.

Jason finishes his breakfast and rinses his dish off before washing his hands. He dries his hands and begins to exit the room. On his way out he ruffles Damian's hair a bit without saying anything. Damina fixes his hair before throwing the rest of his apple away. Damian goes back upstairs to read for a bit.

He gets to his room and picks up a book. He's about to start reading when he gets a notification on his phone. He picks his phone up and is surprised to see that he has multiple messages from unknown numbers. How did all these people get my number? He thinks to himself as he opens his phone up.

After reading a few, he realizes that they're all hate messages. He blocks the numbers without even bothering to read the rest of them. Some of the messages he had read were referring to him as a bully. He figured it was because of him breaking Travis's nose. It's been almost a month and people are still obsessing over that? What pitiful lives they must have. Damian thinks to himself.

Damian reads for about another hour before heading down to leave for school. As he gets in the car, he greets Alfred as always. "Good morning, Pennyworth" he says softly. Alfred smiles a bit and replies, "Good morning, Master Damian."

Once he gets to school, he steps out of the car, politely thanking Alfred. He then heads inside. As he enters the school, everyone's eyes turn to him, giving him a look of hatred or disappointment. The kids start whispering. Though the weird looks and whispering were normal, something seems different about today. They look angry.

Damian brushes it off and ignores them as he heads to his locker. The principal walks out and sees him. He instantly walks over to the young boy. "My office, now." He demands, much less friendly than last time. Damian looks at him confused, before setting some books in his bag and following him.

He steps into the principal's office and nobody's there. The principal takes a seat and motions for Damian to do the same. Damian sits on the other side of the desk and looks at the principal a bit confused. "Is something the matter?" He asks.

"Yes... it seems that something is the matter." the principal says in a disappointed tone before sighing. "It has come to my attention that you have been bullying some of my students." The principal replies. Damian looks at him in disbelief. "I'm sorry?" He says in a both annoyed and defensive tone.