The Tale Of Becky Quinn

Meeting with out the masks

Becky stopped short of the closed door to the dinning room, she took a deep breath made sure her beret was still hiding her hair and opened the door; she held her breath when both Tim and Bruce turned to look at her.

"Becky, please have a seat"

Becky nodded and pulled out the nearest seat, sitting down not too far form Bruce; she smiled at him as she sat down, Bruce returned the smile.

"Mr. Wayne I want to say thank you...for doing all this for me...the clothes and-for taking me in..." Becky shuttered out while looking at her hands,

"You can't say no to Batman and I was happy to have you" Bruce told her "And from what I hear from Alfred you happy to be here as well"

Becky smiled, "Yeah...It's kind of nice here"

Tim snorted, causing Becky to glance over at him she glared at him, but before she could say anything Bruce cut in,

'Tim I heard that you failed a Math test?" He said as he shot him a glare that said, 'Stop it.'

Tim sighed and slumped down in his seat, Becky glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, "so his name is Tim...' She thought,

Tim caught her glance, "Have you ever been to school?" He asked sitting back up straight; Becky stiffened

"No" She said "I haven't" She looked down at her water glass and lightly traced her finger around it. Bruce shot another glare at Tim,

"But that doesn't mean I'm stupid!" Becky said "I...I have a fear of being in crowded places..." She said 'I tend to freak out..."

Bruce nodded, "That's perfectly fine Becky, and Tim didn't mean anything by it Right, Tim?" He asked, Tim placed his elbow on the table and rested his head against his hand,

"Yeah sorry" He mumbled, Becky nodded "It's okay" she said as picked up her glass and took a drink to clear her dry throat. Alfred came in a few minutes later with there food,

'Thanks" Becky said as she took the plate from him, Alfred nodded as he gave Bruce and Tim there plates; Becky picked up her fork and poked at the roast beef in front of her.

She ripped a piece off with her fork and took a bite, She wasn't very hungry but didn't want to come off as rude; She kept her eyes down she never did like looking at people when she ate. She finished quickly and rested her fork on her plate; she folded her hands in her lap and kept her eyes down.

"Is something wrong Becky?" Bruce asked,

Becky shook her head; "No I'm fine" She looked up at him, "Just...my stomach hurts...That's all" Bruce nodded, 'If your done you can go lay down"

Becky nodded 'Thanks" she said as she stood up from the table and hurried out of the dinning room. The clicking of her flats against the tiled floor filled the hallways; she nearly shipped when she turned to run up the steps. She had no idea why she was running she was so nervous, she felt like she was going to vomit when she finally made it to her room she stripped off her dress and ran into the bathroom, she let her loose hair; the stained of green hair fell first it seemed to mock her.

She opened the top drawer and dug around in it until she found a pair of scissors she twisted the piece of hair with her fingers and used the scissors to cut it off. She sighed as she swept the hair into the trash can next to the sink and threw the scissors back into the drawer; she sat on the edge on the tub she ran a hand threw her hair,

"My head hurts..." She stood up and walked out of the bathroom and into her bedroom, she walked into her closet and picked out a T-shirt and a pair of shorts after she slipped them on she shut off her light and slipped into bed.

Tim and Bruce sat in the dinning room,

"That was rude of you" Bruce said, Tim glared at him "I just asked her if she went to school" He said; Bruce sighed "That made her uncomfortable..." Bruce said as rubbed the bridge of his nose, "She going to be staying her Tim...Please try to warm up to her...she not a completely bad person"

"How do you know?" Tim asked standing up "She the spawn of an insane clown and an emotional damaged harlequin!" He yelled "I don't trust her!"

Bruce glared at him as he stood up, "I don't know...that's why I'm giving her a chance! I'm not asking you to trust her I'm asking you to at lest say something nice to her!" He yelled back.

Tim and Bruce both stood there and glared at each other for what seemed like an entirety,

'Go to your room" Bruce growled "You have school tomorrow" Tim glared at him before walking out of the dining room and up to his room, in which he slammed the door shut.

Bruce sighed as she slumped back down in his seat, "I didn't think it would be this hard..." He thought.

Tim removed his shirt as he walked over to his stereo, He pulled out one of his CD's and turned it on, He lay on his back just as the music started to play.

Becky Jumped up in her bed at the sudden sound of the heavy metal that sounded so familiar, she was a big fan of Rob Zombie and she knew that his songs should never be played at ten o'clock at night.

She sipped off her bed and walked out into the hallway,

Becky stopped at Tim's door and beat her fist on it, "Turn that off! I'm trying to sleep!" she yelled,

"Hey! C'mon!" She yelled this time kicking the door, "Tim!" She yelled, then the boy opened the door and glared at her,

"What?" He asked, Becky sighed "what do you mean 'What?"" Becky snarled "I asked you to turn that off!"

Tim glared at "No way" He said, Becky glared at him,

'Okay I get it I'm a fan to, but I'm trying to sleep!" Becky said, "Now at lest turn it down?" She asked; Tim sighed "Fine...you're a fan of Rob Zombie?" He asked,

"Yes" Becky said turning on her heels, "Now goodnight" She said walking back down the hallway. Tim watched her walk away then shut his door,

He knew she was crazy. But maybe Bruce was right.