the truth herts

you have got to be kidding me

roy's p.o.v  

it turns out we didn't have a normal class for first period, we were halfway into a story about Mr. Arbuckle's failed date night and announcement came through the over head speakers shocking the poor man.

"can all students that have Mr. Arbuckle or Mr. sanders as their homeroom teacher's please come to the front of the school as quickly as possible, you have been selected for the senior field trip, I am deeply sorry for those who aren't in Mr. Arbuckle's or Mr. sanders home room class and wished to go on the mystery field trip but due to school board budget cuts and the fact we don't have enough money to pay for damages you lot will inevitably cause to yourselves and the community, we can only take two classes."
The principal paused, took a breath then continued
"now please if you are in the home room classes called  please come to the front of the school"
I groan, why can't we just have a normal start to our day.
Mr. Arbuckle stops talking and and smiles brightly

"well you heard the man!"
" to the front of the school!" he picks up his briefcase and the class pet cat Garfield and starts walking out of the classroom towards the front of the school. after talking several minutes to gather our things we all run after the man and follow behind him with our bags on our backs headed to the front of the school.
we looked like a weird family of ducks.

"hello students how are you today?" asked Greg the bus driver when we gather on the green infront of the school.
he's so old, he has even dropped our principal to school when he was in collage. we love him he try's to make bus trips as exiting as possible.
Getting onto the buss was a bit of a hassle but after half an hour or so both classes were on the bus all seated buzzing with thinly veiled excitement.

when we have been driving for more than 2 hours, we spot a big mountain and 2 other buses at the base, my heart sinks into my feet, I swear to supermans shining red underpants, I am going to murder ollie and anyone else responsible for ✨this✨
"OH MY GOD ARE WE GOING TO MOUNT JUSTICE"
sterling and my other classmates have their fanboy moments and hurting my ear drums while I plan the league's demise relishing on each detail.

we all get of the bus pretty slow considering  the where we are.
Why?
Well, we see the other two hell schools sitting on the ground facing away from each other
"Not those two schools " growled Conner
"in one area" Megan continued
"again" i finished with a growl, they planned this, scratch killing Ollie and those involved, I'm picking a fight with everyone on the league's roster.
He heard them before he saw them, the sound of Ollie's footsteps being ingrained into his brain. He hoped his desire to jump of the nearest cliff wasn't to noticeable on his face.
"hello may i have your attention please, and welcome to the home of the young justice team, Mount justice!" There was an uproar of excitement and awe when the schools noticed the league,
"our names you all hopefully know" that was followed by chorus of laughter, a few snickers and a grunt in aknowlagment
"you're real justice league!"
shouted no one in particular. However this sparked everyone to vocalise their excitement and anticipation.
However i saw the glint in Ollie's eyes.
those basterds.
They must have must have planned this, I might just have to change my murder plans slightly
"hay roy do you think we will meet all the sidekicks here?" sterling asked eyes filled with curiosity, I ignored the instinct to yell at them for calling us sidekicks
"Mhmm"
i looked over the other two schools to see a glaring Dick Grayson and a very annoyed looking Wally West i knew we were all thinking it, apart from Conner and Megan who's hero's were on a mission or didn't care about their existence, we were the only ones who weren't on the mission.
Even without the mindlink Megan provided us with I could tell we were all thinking the same thing.
"you gotta be kidding me"