(Hello readers, thanks for taking interest in this book it means a lot to me. I have to apologize for any misspelled words or wrong punctuation, but make sure to correct me. Feel free to suggest anything you would like to happen in this story, although I can't promise to take all of them. Ok I'll shut up now, enjoy!) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~Your POV~~
Today i was going to the birthday party of Jason Todd, it was a big deal since he was turning 21. I was invited since my family is close friends with the Wayne family and my best friend is Timothy Drake. But there was a problem, i didn't know what to wear.
"Should I wear a dress or just regular clothes?" I asked myself, "ugh!!!"
'Oh, i know I'll call Tim!' I thought.
I grabbed my phone and called him.
~~On the phone~~
Tim: hello?
[Y/N]: hey, Tim.
Tim: oh, [y/n]. How can I help you?
[Y/N]: I don't know what to wear. I mean, should I wear a dress or just regular clothes?
Tim: I wouldn't wear a dress if I were you, it's not a gala it's just a regular party. People are going to be drinking, dancing, and singing like lunatics. So just wear whatever you feel comfortable with.
[Y/N]:thanks tim, I'm going to go get ready. Love you, bye!
Tim: heh, love you too [y/n] see you at the party.
~~End of call~~
i took Tim's advice and wore something I felt comfortable with.
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After i found my outfit i brushed my teeth, did my hair, and makeup.
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When i was done with that i went downstairs into the living room.
"Hello, princes. How are yo--" my dad started, but cut himself off, "Wow! You look amazing. Care to tell me why you are all dressed up?"
"I'm going to the birthday party of Jason Todd, remember?"
"Oh, that's right! Sorry honey, I forgot."
"Haha, no problem dad, but we better go."
dad and I got in the car, I wasn't ashamed to admit that I loved the car.
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The manor wasn't far away from our mansion, but it was far away enough for dad to have time to tell me the rules.
"No drinking, smoking, or doing drugs, Don't do naughty stuff with boys, and don't let anyone touch you in any way that you feel uncomfortable with, and if they do use the stuff your personal trainer taught you. Ok?" dad finished as we pulled over by the gates of the manor.
"Yes, dad. I get it, so can I go now?"
"Ok." He sighed and pretended to wipe a tear out of his face,"they grow up so fast." He said and I rolled my eyes.
"Bye Daddy! Love ya!" I said as I walked to the gates that were wide open. My dad left and I knocked on the door. The door opened and revealed the one and only badass butler, Alfred.
"Hello miss [y/n]." The butler said letting you in.
"Hi, Alfie." You said.
The butler showed you the way to the party. There was loud music, some people yelling and dancing while others where eating or drinking. This was going to be fun.
