Penny: So, I just got to my new house in North Dakota. It's pretty nice here and I really didn't want to leave home. I'll get used to it though.
Dick P.O.V.
I walked the streets of Gotham with my sunglasses. A man bumped into me knocking me over.
"I'm very sorry." The man said. He looked around three or four years older than me. "I'm Joseph. What's your name?" He asked.
"Dick Grayson."
"Why do you wear sunglasses Dick?" He asked.
"I'm sensitive to light. My eyes can't handle too much." I said using the excuse that Bruce told me to say if anyone asked.
"That's gotta suck. Do you want to hang out for a bit?" He asked smiling. I could fight him off if he tried anything.
"Sure, I don't really have a lot of friends. I just got adopted and moved to this city so I haven't really met anyone." I said smiling back. He put his arm around my shoulders. "How old are you?" I asked wanting to make sure that my theory was correct.
"Sixteen, why how old are you?"
"Thirteen, does it matter?" I asked. He laughed.
"No, not at all." We walked around Gotham for hours. He said he had to go so we exchanged phone numbers. I guess I finally had my first friend that wasn't on the team.
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Power is More
HorrorDick Grayson was a young boy who could control anything depending on his mood. His eyes were his power. When his parents died it was stormy all around the world for days. He was hurt and no one could help him. No one would help him. We are workin...
