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(WW POV)

I'm quickly walking into the classroom when I see Bruce and go to sit by him. He doesn't make any eye contact with me, even when I sit down.

"B-Bruce, listen, about ,uh, last night...." I say awkwardly "I'm....sorry.".
He just sits there without even acknowledging my apology.
I bite my lip, not talking anymore.

"Now, class we are going to work on social talking this lesson." The teacher announces.

I stare at Bruce for a few seconds before asking quietly "So, what shall we talk about?".

(BM POV)

I look up at her, both of our faces red from embarrassment.

My eyes slowly drift from her face to her chest. The tight magenta top she's wearing shows her breasts off nicely and I can't stop staring.

Then I realise she's staring at me.

I look up, mortified, and notice her cheeks have turned scarlet.

"Need the bathroom." I mumble as I jump out of my chair and walk quickly out of the room.

As I walk into a stall, I mutter under my breath "Damn it, damn it! I need to get her out of my head!" and punch the wall in frustration.

I want her out of my mind! I calm myself down and breathe slowly. I will get her out of my mind, I will.

Then the bell rings.

After a minute of deep breathing, I walk out of the bathroom and head in the direction of the lockers.

As I turn the corner, I see Vixen chatting  with Diana. I walk over to my small locker and bend me head down as I grab the books for next period.

"Batman." A voice says and as I turn around, I see Vixen, who thrusts her head towards me and starts aggresively kissing me. Her tongue slips into my mouth as she bites my lower lip and our mouths move quickly in synch.

"HOLD MY TIARA!!! I'M ABOUT TO GET THIS BITCH!!!" I hear Diana yell as she runs up to Vixen, grabs her by the hair hair and slams her into the lockers.

Then Diana kisses me.

"I told you Diana!" Vixen yells as she grabs Diana and the girls start to fight.
"I am an Amazon warrior! And no one fucks with an Amazon!" Diana shouts as her face turns red with anger. Then I realise I sadness is visible in her face as her eyes start welling up with tears. With a heavy punch to the head, Vixen falls to the ground, unconscious.

Diana runs out of the corridor and I chase after her until she reaches the school gates and flies away.

(WW POV)

I can't believe I did it. I am so ashamed. Tears trickle down my cheeks as I sit down on a bench in the garden behind the school. I jump as I hear footsteps so I turn to see Clark.

"You alright?" He asks and I sob as I mumble "Clark!".
"What's wrong?" He asks, worried.
"I'm, I'm... I'm..." I try to say but I quickly trail off.
"Come on, tell me." He coaxes and I lean into his chest.

"I'm in love with Bruce." I mutter quickly. He stares at me, shocked,and doesn't say a word.
"But considering him, he doesn't date...or like....or love, I don't think." I explain exasperated.

"There is a reason." Clark says quietly.
"What?" I ask, intrigued.
"When he was eight, his parents died in front of him. He vowed never to fall for anyone ever again, but seeing you with him, I think it changed him. He actually went to movie night, found a partner and everything." He explains.
"Like you said, he won't be able to love. I don't think it's just when she kisses him, I was so angry." I say and he replies "It's alright.".

It was almost an hour until I stopped explaining and complaining about my situation.
"I'm OK now, you can leave." I assure and he smiles then flies away.

I sit there trying to figure out the relationship between Batman and I. How can I truly see him now he doesn't even like me....or does he?

We do spend a lot of time together... but... never mind. I will just act like nothing ever happened....

As I walk into my headquarters, I'm supriesed to see Batman sitting on the sofa.
"What are you doing here?" I ask, my voice a mere whisper. He walks up to me and kisses me on the lips.

Wait.....he wouldn't do this, would he?

Our lips move in synch as our tongues collide. He suddenly steps back and smirks then leaves.....

"Something's not right, I think."

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