The Newest

The Newest, Chapter Three: Tips from Big Bird to Little Bird

(Robin's POV.)

"Dick, what do I do!" I ask him, as we sit on the couch in the living room, ofWayne Manor. I only have a few hours till Swindle and me go to lunch. And I need all the advice I can get.

He looks over at me from watching the news on the flat screen, he smiled wide, "How do you feel about her Tim? How much do you like this girl?" He asks, trying to get me to spill all my guts.

My face started to heat up, I turned away slowly, "I like her a lot, Dick. More than any girl I've ever met. She makes me so nervous around her! It's like she does it for her own amusement!" I blush more, because it's true!

Dick starts to smirk at me, "Well... Here's my advice for you: always keep an open mind. You never wanna have so many thoughts in that brain of yours, that your going to say crazy stuff." He says to me, as he rests his right leg over his left.

I nod quickly, "Ok. Anything else?" I ask him, wanting more information on the subject.

He nods, "Always be polite and a gentlemen. Women goes absolutely crazy happy, when you do. It shows they love it," he says while smiling to himself.

"It works every time. Another thing you wanna do is sometimes flirt with her. A woman always enjoys that, and she'll flirt with you back." He says smirking at me.

My blush darkens again. Arsenal flirts with her all the time. Maybe if I start trying he'll leave her alone... Or he might go after her much more than he did before.

(Swindle's POV.)

Looking at myself in the mirror, I'd say I look really pretty. Makeup looks better than I thought it would.

I look down at my arms. I hate these scars. They show too much. People stare at me like I'm suicidal, but I'm not.

A few years ago, when I was coming home from school and back to the orphanage, this man pulled me into an alley. I screamed for help, but no one ever came. No one heard me.

He smirked at me, he had me pressed against a wall. I was only 10, scared out of my mind. That's when he made it worse; He pulled a knife on me.

That's when I took action; I kicked him where the sun doesn't shine and tried to run.

Instead, he had a buddy to grab me from behind. They both pushed me against the wall on each arm. I struggled. They gagged me. They both took out they're knives...

Then they cut me. On my back, on my arms, a on my neck, on my legs. I wore a skirt that day.

After half an hour of torture, someone around us actually heard me scream; they were kind of too late at that point.

I was sent to the emergency room. They said I would have died, if the person didn't call.

I was lucky. Too lucky.

(Robin's POV.)

A few hours later, I sit and wait for Swindle at Mt. Justice. After a few minutes I hear footsteps coming from the hallway, I get up and smile.

I look at her beautiful outfit and blush; Hard. Her top is a dark navy blue low cut shirt, her jeans white as snow. Her hair was curled and her makeup made her look like a movie star. Her sunglasses hid her beautiful eyes. I wanted to rip them off her head.

"Hey Robin, you ready to get lunch?" She asks me, as I look down at my watch. It read 12:36, we ate breakfast at 7:30. So, I'm starving!

"Yep, you ready?" I ask giving her smile. I don't really like to smirk, it's more of Arsenal's thing than mine.

She nods and smiles genuinely, "Yes. So where are we going for lunch?" She asked, getting curious.

I smile wider, "It's actually a surprise, and if you knew, it would ruin it." I said with sneakiness in my voice.

She pouts at me and sighs, "Darn Boy Wonder. You always know how to keep a girl on edge." She says, as she walks past with a smile and a chuckle.

That's when I feel my cheeks heat up again.

Stop it! Darn blush.

I hope good... I'm so nervous.