*Brendon's POV*
Time: 6:50 AM
Date: Monday, Aug. 10, 2019
I was thrilled beyond words could describe. Why was I so delighted, you might ask?
I, Brendon Boyd Urie, would be a teacher at Wayne Prepatory School. Not only that, I will be teaching, drumroll please, Damian Wayne!
The Damian Wayne! Aka Robin.
I walked out the door but paused on the front step.
I was so lost in my delight, that I'd nearly forgotten it.
I dashed back inside the house I would be staying in for the school year and grabbed a leather suitcase with the Panic! symbol on it. The suitcase had all my...plans. I chuckled a little at the thought.
Those poor little kids. They don't even know what's in store for them. This will be a year they will never forget. I gave a little laugh.
Not a good laugh or a nice laugh. No, no, no. It was a laugh of pure evil.
I walked out the door, locked it, and hopped into my red Chevy Camaro, cackling as I started the engine.
"Little Robin won't forget this year." I laughed as I pulled out of my driveway.
I couldn't wait for the real fun to begin.
This year was going to be a good good one.
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