Chapter 11

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It's Thursday and I don't know whether to be nervous or excited. Today I am going on patrol with Batman as Ace and I don't really know how to react. I am happy I can leave the manor without having to sneak around but I'm nervous about seeing any other people I may know.

Over the last couple days I have pretty much developed a schedule. Get up in the morning to go to school, get home, train with Tim, have dinner, train, practice piano. I train/workout with Tim because we both always use the gym right after school, so we decide to help each other out. I practice piano last because no one is at the manor at night, that way no one has to hear me and I don't have to be afraid to play how I want. Because no one is ever at the manor at night, I am pretty sure Bruce Wayne is Batman. Even though I bumped into Wayne once after sneaking out, he could have just decided to stay home that night. Everyone needs rest.

"Buenos días" I say while walking into the kitchen. Dick, Jason and Wayne are all there.

"Morning Maple" Dick and Jason greet simultaneously.

"Hey I never asked you but where are you from?" Dick asks.

"Proud Colombian" I say with my accent. I used to talk like that naturally, but then it merged into a slang, American, Colombian, street talk kind of mix because I started to hang around with more sketchy people around the Gotham area. When I was younger I spoke some pretty ratchet English.

"Did you grow up there?"

"Nah, I just lived there until I was about three or four then my family moved here"

"Cool, whats Columbia like?" The last time I went there I was twelve and on a mission to assassinate someone.

"I don't remember, I went a couple years ago but the memory is foggy" I see Tim walk into the kitchen drowsy, he looks very tired as if he's about to pass out. "Morning Tim. Umm.. Are you ok?"

"I'm fine, just a little tired......."

"You should probably stay home if you're that tired."

"I still need to go to school and do work Maple....."

"You aren't gonna get any work done like that" I say as he pours himself a large cup of coffee. My phone buzzes and I check to answer it.

"Who is it?" Dick asks.

"I don't know its an unknown number or numbers." I check and see I was added to a group text. I wonder who it is though. What if I was hacked or something?

I check and sigh remembering I gave out my number to Alice at school so we can text during class. We get so much more things accomplished that way.

"Who was that" Wayne demands.

"People from school" I reply

"You are still talking to James and his gang of idiots?"

"You never hang out with him or talk to him so why does it concern you and why do you care?"

"I don't. I just wonder why you have to talk to every person in the school"

"I don't talk to them, they talk to me and I reply"

"You still don't have to go flirting with every guy in the grade" I wanna slap him so badly but I decide to keep my temper and just take a sip from my glass of water.

"Its not like that. James and I are just friends. You can know people of the opposite sex and not have feelings for them"

"I know that, I'm just saying though, with the way you act around them"

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