The sound of the bell signaling the end of the school day echoed through the school. Many of the kids ran out of the classroom. I took my time packing my sketchbook back into my bag and calmly walked down the halls and out of the school. I continued to take my time until I got a text from my dad.
Daddy: I'll be at the house to pick you up in one hour. Be ready!
I started to run down the back road to our manor. This is not freaking happening. I fiddled with my keys until i finally got the door to open. I threw my bag on the floor and bolted up the stairs. Running into my room I stripped my school uniform and threw myself in the shower.
I got out of the shower and looked at the clock, I had 45 minutes left. I can do this. I pulled a burgundy knee length dress out of my closet and a pair of black heels with a bow on the front. I pulled my dress on and went to the bathroom to do my hair. While blowdrying my hair I decided to pull it to the side and string some braids through it. There really isn't much you could do with curly hair with this amount of time. After I finished my hair I had 10 minutes left. Makeup time. Well maybe not, the side of my face was still insanely bruised so I just smeared on my signature burgundy lipstick and went down stairs to wait for my dad. I carried my shoes and leather jacket with me and decided to put them on when I got down stairs.
Just as I was slipping on my heels my dad pulled in the driveway.
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The car ride was annoying. My dad kept chastising me about the ugly purple and blue bruise on my face.
"Its not that bad."
"Not that bad! Willow it looks like you slammed your face in a door!"
"I told Damian that I fell down the stairs and he seemed to believe it."
"Couldn't you have at least tried to cover it up."
"If i wanted to look like an orange preppy girl, sure!"
"Willow," My father sighed. "What am I going to do with you?"
We pulled into Wayne manor for my 2nd time in the past two weeks. As dad parked the car i marveled at the perfectness of the home. I heard my dad open his car door and I followed suit and got out of the car as well. I gave myself a mission as I walked through the door of the manor. Im going to try to figure out who these people really are.
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A Bluejay And Her Robin {Damian Wayne}
FanfictionWillow Jamison wasn't a normal girl. Growing up she idolised Batman and Robin, She wanted to be like them. That is exactly what she did. Her and her Best Friend, with the help of her father, became Bluejay and Sparrow. As an ally to The Batman she...
