Promise Me This... (A Damian x Reader Story)

Chapter 1: The First Day

It was your first day of your new school, and you were the new kid. Nobody seemed to be as friendly as you had imagined. Some people looked at you and snorted, then started walking with their friends again, others just walked right past you as they bumped your shoulder. You were quite feisty when you wanted to be, but since today was the day you were the newbie, you didn't wanna make a bad reputation for yourself.

As the bell rang, you walked to your first class, which was English. Gosh, how you hated that class. You stopped by your locker to pick up a book, and as you closed the locker door, you saw a girl approach you. Oh great, you thought, I already pissed someone off and it's not even noon. They looked as though she was angry, but when she arrived, that look vanished off of her face. They said, "Hi, my name's (F/N), I think I'll be showing you around today?" (Pretend like you're meeting your friend for the first time, it's part of the story) You were thinking to yourself on how she looked like your type of friend. You replied, "Yea, hi, my name's (Y/N), I assume you know I'm new here." She only laughed and turned, motioning for you to go with her.

She showed you around, and you never did go to English, which you thought happily about. When she was done, the bell rang, and the halls flooded with people.  You were practically swept away to your next class. You arrived at the room, and saw that it was history.  One of your favorite subjects. You greeted the teacher, and sat down in a seat at the back. More people walked into the class, and took their seats. The bell for passing period to end rang, and you could see that there were some empty seats.

There was a lot of people in this one particular class, mostly guys you could see. There was this one guy you particularly had your eye on. He was super cute, and super built. You were snapped out of your daydreaming by the doing of the teacher saying your name. She motioned for you to go up to the front of the class. You walked up, feeling your body tense up. Some people gave you dirty looks, and others looked intrigued. That one boy you saw was eyeing you, practically checking you out. You slightly blushed, and kept walking to the front of the class.

"Why don't you introduce yourself? And you can tell us one thing about yourself if you'd like." "Well....." You started, "I-I'm (Y/N), (Y/N)(L/N). And I..... I've got no parents...." (Say your parents we're killed in a car crash) Your voice faded, and the class looked at you in disbelief. Shit, I shouldn't have said that,  you thought, mentally cursing yourself. You saw the boy look at you in the most disbelief over all the others. His mouth was open, and he looked shock, then he sat back, and looked as though he was thinking to himself. You walked to the back again, and sat down. You saw that people we're whispering, and you could obviously tell it was about you, some people looked at you, then turned back to their friends whispering amongst themselves. You guess the boy noticed this too because he walked over as sat beside you, awfully close. He looked at you with his deep blue eyes, and whispered, "Hey, (Y/N), meet me near the back after school." "Near the back" didn't specify where, but you think you knew what he meant.

~le time skip~

It was the end of the day and you we're exhausted, but you remember that you had to meet this mysterious boy. You walked to the back of the school and saw him standing there, back against the wall, staring at the ground. You took a step, and he looked up. You walked toward him and he toward you, but at a faster pace. He my up with you only a few feet from around the corner.  He was slightly taller than you. His blue eyes looked into your (E/C) ones. His eyes were beautiful.

He finally spoke, "So, (Y/N), how would you like to come live at the Manor for a while?" You slightly gasped, obviously taken aback from his statement. "W-well, I-I'm not really sure...." You responded. He saw that you had tensed up. His harsh look had softened up. He spoke again, "I'm sorry, this is kind of sudden, allow me to introduce myself, which I didn't do earlier. I'm Damian Wayne. Would you like to live at our house for a while?" Your eyes grew wide, and your jaw dropped. Was Bruce Wayne's son asking you to live with them?
This couldn't be right. You weren't worthy to live there. He noticed you we're thinking about it, and said, "Yes, I am the son of Bruce Wayne, and yes, I did ask you to live with us. My father is quite generous with his offers, I called him earlier, and he said he'd let you stay. Just until you can go out on your own." You blushed slightly, eyes still wide. How could you say no to this?

He held out his hand and you took it, this is the happiest you'd been in a while. He told you that he'd help you gather your things, and bring them to the manor. This was your new beginning.