~Damian Wayne Fanfic~
Rogue Fierce is a girl that lives in the worst part of Gotham. She was poor and has a single mother that is 15 years older than her. She never complained about her life and she thinks she had it pretty good, even if she has no...
I'm sorry it took so long but here you go enjoy 😂❤
ROGUES POV
I'm a junior now and Nick and I have been dating for 5 months. 3rd day of school is amazing (being sarcastic as fuck.)Teaches keep talking about fucking Ap classes and other shit. I know I can get a scholarship to some school so I'm not really worried about AP classes.
School makes me sick I think I'm allergic but I have like 8 more years of this shit.
I sigh as I listen to my Spanish teacher. Maybe I should try and get into an art school. I start to think back to all the creative things I used to do. Damn...when is the last time I picked up a fucking paint brush for my own enjoyment and not for someone stupid ass grade for art class.
Damian and Sofie were still together but let me just say he looks so. Fucking. Miserable. I still care for him deeply and I want to give him some advice and all but he has to learn when to let a bitch go.
The bell finally rings and I rush out of class already annoyed by my new teacher.
My heels clicked quickly as I made my way to my next class.
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My next class was with Nick and Damian. I sit in the back row in the seat right next to the seat in the corner so Damian can sit in where he always sits and Nick can sit on the other side if me not having to fear Damian.
The last time me and Damian have had a good conversation was on his birthday. He seem like he was in some kind of pain while he was talking to me...actually every time I see him he looks down or away from my direction. It makes me feel some type of way.
I came to the realization over the summer that I like Nick...but I've known for awhile that I like Damian. I've liked him since 7th grade when things stopped making sense and life became truly effed up ,like why does the world do thing like that to girls. Anyway I pushed my feelings aside knowing that right then my feelings were fucked. So I ignored it and tried to act like all of those girls that were cheating lying skanks were just girls who I didn't want to fuck up my best friend but truth be told I know I was jealous as hell. I wanted to be in their place. I wanted to kiss him go on dates with him... be his everything. I thought I was being selfish knowing me and him had things that he would never share with them like how we first met and how he told me his past... and him being Rodin.
I shook my head and went to history class. Damian was there. I cheeked him out discreetly. He was handsome as always. His green eyes seemed to more vibrant as we got older. His raven hair was somewhat mess but in a stylish way. He was tall lean and very well built.
Nick came in soon after and smiled me he gave me a kiss on my temple then sat down. Damian gazes at the front of the room giving irritated vibes from our presents.
"Attention everyone," Mrs.Sondoy said. "I know that it is the beginning of the year and it's only the third day of school but in this history class we are going to do a year project. Everything we do this year will all go into it. The thing I like about this project is that it can be expressed in any way as long as you explain what it is you trying to show. It can be as simple as drawing a picture and explaining it however I would expect it to be extremely well designed and the writing pice would have to at least 20 pages long with the font at 10. See I don't care what you do as long as it shows you have been working on it for about a year and that you actually put some kind of thought in it. For all the artist out there I am expecting a lot. Anyway I will be assigning you into groups of three. Everyone needs to be working."
