Growing Up || Damian Wayne X Fem Reader ||

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It's my first day of Gotham Academy. I moved from Blüdhaven to Gotham for my dad's work. I have no friends and I don't know a single person in this city.

Before going to first period, this boy appears to the locker next of me. He has the prettiest green eyes I've ever seen.
I didn't know someone's eyes could be that vibrant.

"Hello, I'm Y/n". I give a slight smile and present myself to be formal. Grabbing a book, he looks at me. "I'm Damian." He walks away and I follow behind. I'm not going to let him get away. No way I'm losing a chance of a friend.

"I'm new to Gotham, what about you?" I ask him. He sighs and looks slightly annoyed but he answers me anyway. "No, I'm not." I can tell he's a blunt person. "Would you like to be friends?"
"Uh, sure."
I look over at his book and see his first period is the same as mine, so we continue walking with each other.

Already making a friend is a good start.

—————————— Lunch ——————————

The whole day, I've been sticking by Damian's side. Although it seems like he's annoyed, he's still letting me follow him around. I'm surprised we have every class together.

I don't know if I made the right choice picking him as a friend. I've been getting stared down at by random people in the hallways.

"Do you have any other friends?"
He takes a bite out of his sandwich, shaking his head no. He's just like me.

I smile, "me too."
I grab my notebook and pencil. Damian pays no attention to me as I start doodling. I take about a minute and finish my drawing. I put my notebook out and show Damian.
I can see a slight smile form on his face " Stick figures of you and I? I can tell you're not quite the artist." I giggle and nod my head "I am definitely not Picasso!"

The bell rings and we both pack up and leave. Just another couple of classes and hundred more stares.

—————————— After School ——————————

We walk out to the front of the school together. "I think Dami suits you. Damian's just too long." He looks at me, his eyebrows furrowed. "Do not ever call me that," he slightly chuckled.

A black limo pulls up right in front of us. "It's my ride. It was nice meeting you y/n," he gets into the limo and drives off. I didn't expect him to get a limo home. He must be super rich.

I start walking home. It was a good day, better than what I expected. 

"Hi dad!" I run into the kitchen and give dad the biggest hug. Dad smiles, "Hey sweetie, how was school?"  I answer him with my arms in the air. "It was good! I made a new friend and we even have all our classes together."

"That sounds amazing," he pats my back. I run up to my room and throw my backpack off. I collapse on to my bed and nap away.