(To my amazing sister who is always there for me, I love you more than life and could never imagine the world without you.)
Y/n POV
I sat in class again. The teachers here don't even know what 2+2 is and they're supposed to be high school teachers. I can feel someone starting at me, probably a boy. I'm well known in this school, 1:for being a Wayne kid. 2: for being 'hot' I guess. 3:for being smart and 4:(my personal favorite) for beating the shit out of 3 seniors because they were picking on a kid. It would probably be 5 things if people actually knew who my parents were but thanks to the power of a playboy, nobody does. It's funny who Bruce can get anything he wants just by using his body, I tried it once and actually succeed when I ask a guy to help me on something. Before you put you heads in the gutter, no I did not sleep with him I just undid the first 2 buttons of my top. The reason why you may ask is that he was associated with black mask.
When Bruce found out he flipped out but all I said was "I'm just following my mentors tactics for a fast victory." ......we never did finish that discussion.
When the bell finally rang I took my time packing away because I knew the boy would be waiting. I picked up my bag and put on my rich girl act, "Hey there~"
The boy was probably 14, tall, gold hair and silver eyes. I new him, he was the son of a very important partner of Bruce, he was probably told to seduce me for the Wayne money.
"Hey cutie, I was wondering if you would like to hang tonight." Of course I was right. If this boy really liked me he would stuttering and blushing, this guy was flipping his hair and smirking like a complete idiot. The things I do for Bruce, he owes me big time. I smirked and leaned forward, playing along.
"Oh yeah, and why would I hang out with you~" I asked in a innocent voice. After years of being a Wayne you learn a thing or two about people and what they'll do for power. They use everything they have to take out the companion and Wayne Enterprise is something every money thirsty person wants to get their hands on.
"I don't know, what ever you want baby." You see I can play this two ways....1: I can be sexually and make him snap then laugh like a psychopath(*cough* my dad) or 2: I can just get to the point......but where's the fun in that?
"You know....I've always wanted to do something that maybe a little.......naughty." I bit my lip and acted shy. I could now feel the restraint from the boy now, wasn't expecting that huh fucker?!
I step closer to him and put my hands on his shoulders. He's getting tense, his father probably didn't teach him to act cool under pressure. That's just one of the many things me and this boy don't have in common, he needs to act.....I don't know who to 'act cool' under pressure, it comes naturally.
"Y-y-you k-k-know w-what? I-I h-have t-to g-go!" Then he ran out of the empty classroom. I burst out laughing my head off and walked outside to find Alfred. Once I found the limo I walked to it, just as I was about to open the door I see that boy again. He looks at me and runs, I smirked and opened the door.
"Hi Alfred! Oh hey Damian." Damian sat in the back Angerly cursing under his breath in Arabic.
"Who stepped in your food?" I asked him as I slipped off the uncomfortable shoes, he shot me a confused look. I roll my eyes, "what's bothering you?" I say slowly.
"Master Damian went to Wayne Enterprise without Master Bruce knowing." Alfred explain from the drivers seat. I nodded, "so you got your first punishment from your dad, Bruce Wayne to be more specific and you don't understand. Right?" I looked at the boy who seemed to be processing what I had said.
"Who are you? Some kind of meta?" He asked in disbelief. I smiled kindly at the younger boy.
"No, I just understand people better then most. Bruce is a...um...how do I put this....a stand off kinda person? Yeah. He puts up walls because he's afraid to show emotions, like you are, and shows affection by being hard. Don't take it personally, he's just warming up to you. In time the wall will fall. Promise." He's staring at me as if I just solved the meaning of life. He looks down and nods, "Thank you Quinn. I'll keep it in mind."
I smiled again, "Hey. I want you to know you can always come to me if you have questions or you need someone to talk to. We may be 3years apart but we're the closest in age in the manor. Understand?"
He nodded again and I could of sworn I saw a smile.
"How are you so good at this?" He asks me.
I take a breath and lean back, "Well for starters I'm a princess from another world that can see into people's darkness and most precious thoughts." He looked about down with life. I bursted out laughing, "I'm just messing with you! I can read people like a book, Damian. I read body language, how they talk, how they're eyes shift under pressure. I understand people cause I can read their emotions. I may not be right all the time but when I comes to manipulation with villains or highschool boys who want to get into my pants, it's pretty handy.
"Your like your father though, with wall and such. You were taught that emotions are weak so you pretend that they don't exist. You were taught that emotions could be used against you so when you meet new people you put up walls. You don't know how to talk to 'normal' people because you were taught they are below you and when you do try to talk to them it comes out harsh and mean. People are to quickly to judge you that you just play mean." I look back at him and see him in tears.
"You've only known me for a few hours and you've already destroyed my 'walls' as you would call them. The funny thing is, i don't want to put them back up around you." He starts sobbing and I pull him Into a huge, i start rubbing circus on his back, "Hey. Don't worry, it's okay. You can come to me anytime you want to show you emotions. Okay?"
He nods and sniffs, we start to drive through the gates. Then I get an idea.
"Do you wanna do something fun?" I ask him. He's still hugging me and nods.
"Okay, after we park go into the kitchen and I'll meet you there, then we will have some fun."
Alfred parks the car and he jumps out and runs to the kitchen. Alfred comes up next to me, "I believe you have just tamed the demon, Miss."
I smiled again, "No Alfred, hes no Demon. He's my bother."
Second person POV
Bruce got home late that night and was surprised to see a plate of the cookies you always make him. On the couch, with the tv still running, you and Damian are fast asleep. Damian is laying on the outside of the couch and you are in the inside, the two of you are wrapped in each other's arms. Bruce smiled. Maybe he's not a demon after all.
(I made that super deep.....WOW! I didn't know I had it in me.......wowwwwwww! Hope you liked this chapter!)
