The Tale of Black Jaguar (Young Justice Fanfic)

welcome to hel-... I-I mean school

The lottery part 1

The lottery part 2

(something mentioned in the chapter) the lottery by Shirley Jackson

(I'm gonna say this now, the current date in this story is February 12th 2016. Layla is now 12, her birthday was on January 14th, she just never mentioned it to the team. Robin is 13. They are now both going to ninth grade, and don't worry, Layla is certainly smart enough. I don't actually know what grade Dick is in, but this is fan fiction, if I wanted dick could have Pegasus wings, a unicorn horn, and be the jinchuuriki and you couldn't do sh- *suddenly remembered Dick was called a freshman in one of the YJ episode IRL* oh... Well than... )

on with the chapter!

The week went by slowly. Really slowly. Like, a turtle versus a snail in a race slow.

I've had yet to leave the Manor yet, but I know just as well as the others it's for the best right now. The media is still buzzing about "Wayne's new charity case". The three males of the Mansion made their disdain for the title clear.

With Wayne's resources, it was only four days before the papers for him to become my new guardian came through. My new story was I was an orphan living on the streets after being abandoned by my old caretakers. It was kinda true, to an extent.

That fake story is all the media knows about me yet. My full name, appearance, and other details are still unknown. I have had yet to be interviewed, and news crews bother us nonstop. They sometimes even wait outside for hours, which Alfred will soon drive them off with threats to call the authorities.

Black Canary also helped out. She went civilian clothes shopping for me so I didn't have to go out in public. She also has been teaching me methods to keep calm around strange new people. I trust her now, and with her lessons I was ready to go to school by the end of the week. Uncertain, but ready.

So, now that we're all caught up...

It's time for school.

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Dick and I stepped out of the limo that had pulled up in front of the school building. Alfred shut the door behind us. The school uniform I was now wearing was uncomfortable, but I've lived with worse. To say I was nervous is an understatement.

"Come on, you'll be fine!" Dick said, noticing my uncertainty. He took my arm in a strong grip and pulled me towards the school as Alfred drove off. "Bruce made sure we'll have all of our classes together and would sit near each other in each one. You'll always know where to find me." He reassured with a soft smile.

I smiled back, it was a wavey smile, but still a smile. "Okay." I said with a nod.

"Come on, let's get you checked in with the office." He said.

When we entered the building, I looked around warily. Groups of teenagers milled around, talking and joking with each other. Lockers and doors lined the halls. Teachers monitored the students, suspiciously watching the kids as if they would start to cause havoc any second. When a student did, they would intervene. The school itself seemed like a maze, as we made several turns and went past many halls.