Teen Titian's high school

-4-

After an almost painful hour in math Dick was finally free from the wretched class. And it was time to go to lunch. (Finally) Victor couldn't stop talking about how hungry he was and Dick had to agree. Though he wasn't as hefty of and eater as Victor he still was starving and would die for some food right about now. He had stupidly skipped breakfast that morning and severely regretted it.

While walking through the halls Dick, Victor, and Roy were discussing about where they were going to sit in the cafeteria. They had to fit the three of them plus Jason, Wally, and Kaldur somewhere while everyone else simultaneously was trying to find places for themselves.

Wally seemed to pop up out of now where and started talking like he had been there since they got out of class. But maybe he had Dick wasn't really paying attention, he was trying to find Jason. He knew he was around here somewhere, Dick had to find him before he got into trouble or stole something from a teacher. Even Dick had to admit that he was rather talented at pickpocketing but in his eyes it wasn't a useful skill to have.

Eventually his eyes caught Jason a little ways behind them so he announced he would be right back and shuffled to get to where Jason was walking. Jason's grey eyes shifted over to Dick and then quickly shot to the ceiling in an annoyed eye roll.

"Hey jay you coming?" Dick asked his moody brother -well stepbrother - him and Jason weren't really related but they were still family. But it seemed no matter how welcoming or positive Dick was Jason would always have his bad attitude. It frustrates Dick to no end that Jason wouldn't let anyone help him, but he had come to except that was just how Jason worked.

"What do you think I'm doing? Enjoying the scenery?" Jason replied sarcastically. Dick sighed before grabbing Jason's wrist and dragging him along to the cafeteria where everyone was already seated. He met up with his table with all of his friend before getting in line to get a tray of food with Jason. He was fiddling with the edge of his red and yellow jacket when Jason elbowed him in the side.

Dick quickly looked up at Jason to ask why he had just hit him but noticed Jason was looking at something across the room. Dick knew this was a telltale sign something interesting was happening and looked over at what he was talking about when he saw another kid with black hair and a scar on his left cheek stomping towards him. Fang.

Dick barely had any time to react before he was pinned against the wall by fang who was holding the front of his sports jacket in a grip tight enough to make his knuckles go white. He wasn't held there for long however when fangs head was all of the sudden flung to the side by a punch from Jason. Dick was dropped and fang stumbled for a moment, he looked back up with a deadly glare.

Pfft that's nothing compared to Bruce's glare. The thought made Dick smirk, but his expression fell when fang lunged after Jason. His punch connected with Jason jaw and knocked him to the side.

Dick reared back and sent a hefty punch at fangs temple. The boy stumbled for a moment before falling flat on his rear end and clutching his head. Dick walked over to Jason and help him up, he winced at the obnoxious knuckle shaped spot on his jaw that was quickly forming into a dark bruise.

Teachers were rushing through the crowd that had gathered around them and stopped at the three boys, one such teacher was Coach Mallah a big hairy man who always reminded Dick of a primate, but under that thick skull was a mastermind. Dick knew from experience that it was hard to get away with anything when Mallah was around with out the Coach finding out.

Right now coach Mallah looked very aggravated, he lead the boys to the principals office while the other teachers dispersed the crowd. When they made it to Mr. Wilson's office Dick and Jason waited outside while fang went in first for his 'interrogation'. Dick's foot tapped lightly on the ground while he impatiently waited to get out of this awful place. The front office always smelled old and dusty and the chairs were uncomfortable, he could faintly hear tapping of a keyboard around the corner, which only added to his growing frustration.

He hoped that they could get out of this before lunch was over but that dream quickly died out as the obnoxious bell rang through the empty halls. He sighed and crossed his arms to brood, a lady from the front desk came around the corner and took Jason to get treated for his injury which was now shades of yellow and green.

When the office doors opened and fang stepped out they glared at each other, as fang was walking past he mumbled through his teeth "your up" before disappearing around the corner leaving Dick alone in the small hallway. He sighed and stood up, he had to do it before he thought about it to long.

He opened the door and closed it right behind him. He kept his eyes looking everywhere but at the man in front of him. He shuffled up to the red leather chair in front of the desk seated in the center of the room. He took a seat an crossed his arms slouching, usually he wouldn't let himself be so improper but he wasn't exactly in a good mood so edict be damned.

Besides mr. Wilson was the last teacher he wanted to talk to, his voice was like nails on a chalk board and his eyepatch and white hair made him look like a super villain or something.

Mr. Wilson was looking through a folder on his desk, he set down the paper he was looking at and finally acknowledged Dick sitting across from him.

"So mr. Grayson I hear you got into a scuffle today during break" mr. Wilson's voice cut through the silence and he looked expectingly at Dick waiting for some form of response. When he received none he continued.

"Fang was not very adamant on speaking and it seems you do not wish to converse either, I reviewed the footage and you will not be punished." Dick felt relieved he wouldn't have to explain another fight at school to Bruce for once. "However, I do not wish to see you and fang interacting for the rest of the day, understood?" Mr. Wilson once again looked expectingly at Dick but this time earned a form of reply as an reluctant nod.

"You are dismissed." Mr.Wilson looked back down at his papers and Dick quickly took the chance to leave and out of the bland office. He picked up an excuse from the office lady's in the front, and headed to class.

He sighed as he entered history. None of his friends were in here except sort of one kid named Alex, he was a total geek in technology and him and Victor hated each other and every year they would both get super competitive for the technical tournament fundraiser.

Basically a bidding for who is gonna have the best robotics and whoever is making them has a bunch of rules set on what they can and can't use. Every year either Alex or Victor wins, the school loves there rivalry since everyone bids huge amounts on who they think are gonna win. (It's become a joke among their grade by this point.)

Dick handed the teacher his excuse and took a random seat in one of the chairs as the teacher continued to babble and scribble on the board, Dick couldn't help but wonder why the hell fang would randomly just run over and pick a fight. Is wasn't like it was unheard of but it wasn't exactly what he was expecting. Dick boiled it down to maybe being something about  Kats opposition with him. The train of thought lingered in his mind even as he tried to focus on class.

Today was going to take forever wasn't it?

So yes. Much longer chapter. Sooner than I thought I would update but alright. So yeeeah.
(Open to constructive criticism)

Thanks for reading!

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