Years And Years (Birdflash)

Cheerleader

Authors note before we begin!
Heads up: Not set in the YJ world (earth 16) but rather the comics. You'll probably understand stuff anyway. Don't worry about it.
I don't really know what the timeline is, but then again neither does DC, so expect a mix of continuities.
Chapters 1 and 2 are set roughly in 2008/2009...let's just say ten years ago. See if you can figure it out from there because I can't.

2021 update:
Y'know how wattpad does that annoying thing where stories only get popular after you stop liking them? Anyway, I was like 16 when I wrote this, took a long ass break, posted another chapter when I was 18 and lost interest again because of ongoing Halbarry brainrot. I feel my writing skills/opinions on things have changed.
Gonna take this opportunity to shamelessly self-promote my latest and current fic, '1989,' which is a Hal Jordan x Barry Allen high school AU set in the 1980s. Some chapters are available here on wattpad, but there's more on Ao3 if you'd like to check it out. If you like this story you'll probably like that one.

//TW: g-slur//
Feel free to comment, it makes my day ^-^

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Dick walks along the mostly empty school corridor. There's not many other students around, as school finished early and most people have already left. Up until about two minutes ago, Dick had been poking around in the library, looking for something to read over the weekend. It's almost the normal school finish time now.

He's not wearing his fancy blazer with the Gotham Academy crest or the rest of his uniform. It's a rare no uniform day, meaning most people came into school wearing designer clothing. Hoodies with large brand names and logos on the front of them, like Hollister, Pull & Bear and Abercrombie & Finch. Adidas and Nike shoes that look crisp and brand new.

Dick would have worn a hoodie and jeans too, if it weren't for Alfred insisting he wear a red jumper and light blue shirt over some trousers to school. The old butler said that 'just because it's a no uniform day, doesn't mean you shouldn't look presentable. It's a school environment after all.' He looks like a kid straight out of the 1950s with his neat, combed back hair, which is actually pretty fitting, considering his name, but isn't very cool. He did however, get away with wearing a pair of red converse.

Dick walks past the notice board, but stops and goes back a few steps. A yellow sheet tacked onto the middle of the cork board catches his eye. On the top of the sheet in bold Comic Sans it reads : Cheerleader tryouts on Monday, all welcome.

Dick frowns at first at the ugly font, then considers the actual idea of trying out as a cheerleader. It said all welcome and he'd definitely have the skills involved. Heck, he'd probably be better than most of the current senior cheerleaders. Sure he's a freshman, scrawny and kind of short, but he's strong and flexible.

An extracurricular activity might help him make some more friends. At the moment in school he just has Barbara, which is fine, but she's a sophomore and while she's too nice to say it, she's probably not thrilled about Dick hanging around with her and her normal friends all the time.

Dick wishes some of his fellow teen titans went to the same school as him, but they all attend public schools in different cities (or underwater, but that's just Garth).

There's a lot of names on the list already, all girls so far. Some he recognises from a few of his classes. He takes the pen attached to a string hanging from the notice board and signs, Richard Grayson.