Seven

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"Quiet or I'll bash ya brains in!" I yell to everyone in the bank. Everyone goes quiet. "Aww. No one is goin' to make any noise? I was hoping to have some fun today," I pout. I sigh and shrug my shoulders. Eh. I'm still going ta have my fun. I walk over to the bank safe and order the manager to open. Once he opens it I give him a token of my thanks and beat the living crap out of him. "Thanks." I kiss his bloody forehead. I walk into the safe and grab four big bags of money. I walk out and smile to the scared crowd. I wave. "Have a nice day!" I can't walk out the building as I hear everyone scream in terror at the little gift I left behind.

Back at school...

"Are you paying attention Quinzel?" A voice snaps me back to reality.

"Huh?" (Anyone remember that scene in Suicide Squad?)

" I asked if you are paying attention," the principle said.

"Oh. Sorry, the answer is no." I lean back into my chair and munch on strawberry flavor gum. I hear him sigh in frustration. I grin.

"Look Harleen, you not only robbed a bank and kill an innocent man, but you also stole The Joker's car. You're asking for trouble."

"Then let the trouble start. I don't care if it was Joker's car or not. If he wants to fight, then let the fight begin. I don't give a fine fuck." The principle sighs and rubs his temples.

"Harleen-"

"Harley," I correct him.

"Harley, the point is that I can't help you if you get on the Joker's bad side. You don't know what you are getting into."

"Like I care. I'm a wild card bitch." I flash him the finger. I laugh.

"Oh just go to class Harleen." I stand up and stride over to the door. " It's Harley," I yell over my shoulder. I slam the door and stroll to my next class.

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