Melody Yuen(DC Universe)

6

Flashback

"OOOO he's cute! Get his digits!" MJ exclaims as she watches the new pizza guy walk away after taking our order.

"C'mon, MJ, you know I have something going on with Dick right now," I say.

"Oh well, suit yourself," she says as she slides down the counter to talk to this pizza boy.

MJ has always been a flirt. All guys fall head over heels when she's around and she totally knows it too. I laugh and smirk as I watch her from a distance. She's leaning over the counter, swirling her finger on the blue counter top and propping her chin up on the other hand. Oh goodness. She's biting her bottom lip. One of her signature moves.

MJ has never backed down from anything, and I mean ANYTHING. Nervousness? She's never heard of it. Confidence radiates off of her especially when she's suited up. Her matte black leather unitard has a long, dark purple stripe that starts at the inside of each wrist, follows up each arm, and curves down at the armpit. From there, it continues down her slim waist, outlines her hips, and all the way to her mid calf where the tip of her black boots meet her suit. The purple lines resemble the same color as her cape. Her cape stops a little ways above her butt. It's a small cape, but adorable. The material shimmers and reflects glints of copper when the light hits it. Her utility belt wraps snug around her hips. Along with her cape, her mask is also purple and covers her eyes. Her hair is half-up/half-down with beautiful, brown ringlets falling over her shoulders and framing her mocha face.

I can't hear their conversation, but by the look on this poor boy's face, he's under her spell. Then, she straightens up as the boy hands her a small slip of paper. She snatches it between her index and middle finger and makes sure to blow a kiss in his direction as she turns and walks away, making sure to swish her hips the slightest bit.

"Got the digits! Hehe, he's sooooo into me," she  says soft enough so that only I can hear. Her smile is wide and her teeth sparkle. I smirk and shake my head pretending to be disapproving, but this is just one of the little things I love about MJ. If only these guys knew what a goofball she really is.

"2 large cheeses, 3 large pepperonis, and 2 large combos with extra everything," says the boy when he comes back. That last order is for Wally and Bart. Apparently being a Flash kid means you have to eat an elephant's portion.

"Will that be all?" says the pizza boy as he looks up. I nod. He looks at me then glances at MJ. MJ winks and he blushes and quickly looks back down and goes back to printing our receipt.

"That will be $47.56 with the Superhero Discount." I hand him money and we're out the door. MJ makes sure to blow a kiss as we exit.

"OOO GIMME GIMME." MJ grabs for the pizza boxes once we're outside.

I gaze up at the night sky. Ever since I've become a superhero, I've learned to love the nightlife of Gotham. The bright lights of the city contrast with the dark night. Not a single star can be seen from the ground, which is probably why hero's are always on rooftops.

She takes two slices and stacks them on top of each other. Then, out of nowhere, she takes her grappling hook out of her utility belt and she's off. I hear her yell behind her, "RACE YA HOME!"

Yup. That's my best friend. Swinging through Gotham... pizza in hand.

I laugh and push off the ground, and before I know it, I'm in the air too.

I'm flying.