Gotham High: Harley & Joker [COMPLETED]

Chapter 34: Just a toy

Joker's P.O.V:

I woke up in a bed. I looked around. I was back at my dorm?! I looked down. My bed. What the hell? But I remember that last night that... that...

Ooooohh. The Bat. I grinned. So finally. Finally I met him. Oh yes. I knew it wasn't a hoax. But from the look on Harley's face she clearly thought he was. Stupid girl. And she fell on me! Anger bubbled inside me. If only she wasn't there! Then I would have had him to my self! I knew we would be arch enemies. I wanted him to be my enemy. Because... even if he doesn't know it yet... he's crazy. He's crazy. I just need to get him show it. In a way... he's as insane as me! I jumped off the bed and got dressed in jeans and a purple shirt with a red X on it. I put on my purple jacket.

I'm very generous. I'm helping Harley. She's the only person I actually wanted to help! She should be grateful! And she slapped me! My anger rose and I felt myself with my eyes closed and taking deep breaths to control it.

I looked at my phone. One missed call. Harley. One voicemail. Harley. I sighed and put it on speaker so I could get ready while listening.

"Er.... Um.... Hey Puddin! Just uh call me back once you get this! I don't know what happened yesterday. All I know is that Bat guy came and knocked us out. Then I woke up here! Well... uh..bye bye, Puddin!" Ugh. Her voice reminds me of my moms. I rolled my eyes.

As I walked down the hall to the cafeteria for breakfast and passed Harley's dorm I started wondering.

Was I being too nice? Was I letting her get to close?! I hesitated near the door.

No. I'm Joker now. I don't and won't let anyone get close to me like that. She's just my toy. Once I fix her, I'll break her sometime after that. That's what kids do to all of their toys. Then, instead of trying to fix her again... I won't waste my time and i'll just... throw her out. I grinned. The hallway echoed my laugh back to me, and the whole school was filled with it.

I left for the cafeteria. Never could I actually care for her. What was I thinking? How could I have been worried? Ha!

It's time I got a grip. And it's not on reality.