~~SCARLETT~~
Dick wanted to have dinner tonight; I guess I could sacrifice one night for myself because if I wasn't going to live when I faced Desmond then I should have a small chance at romance. I quickly showered and changed into an outfit that would drive him wild playing on the hormones of every male. I placed a pair of leggings with my black pixie boots that only rested at my ankles. I checked my arm seeing on a small scar where the bullet hit and the healing was slower than normally. I put on a black dressy top that covered the wound easily; I brushed my black hair out tying a few strands back leaving the rest down. I grabbed my bag swinging it over my shoulder placing my sweatshirt over my side and made my way to the school, I saw Dick pull up on his bike pulling off his helmet seeing some messy dark brown hair. I walked up to him while he placed his helmet under the seat and locked it along with the bike.
"Nice bike." I replied seeing him jump slightly turning to see me I could tell he was doing a long scan on my body exactly like I expected.
"You look...Ummmm...you look nice." He stuttered where I smiled walking towards the building sensing he was checking out my ass probably.
"Are you coming?" I asked hearing his feet rushing over like he was stumbling over his feet to follow me. After about two in a half hours we managed to finish up the experiment and Professor Wilkins gave us the nod to leave, we were the only ones in the room after Professor Wilkins left. "So I guess we have the information to write up our report, Professor Wilkins says we can make it one report so it should be quick and easy." We packed up our belongings heading out of the room stopping in the hallway seeing Redhorn walking towards us and I could feel the stress forming
"Well...well...well look what we have here? The new guy and the freak together again, look at you dressing like a slut. So you're a freak and a slut." He laughed with his friends laughing with me as I clutched my hand into a fist feeling the anger roaring inside of me. I could slightly hear that whistle in my ears until I felt Dick's hand on my shoulder pulling me behind him before he looked at Redhorn.
"You know something Redhorn, you are a real asshole and you have to get over Scarlett beating you at the competition. Just because your father is the Chief of the police doesn't mean you have any authority to push others around." Dick exclaimed which I saw Redhorn slowly steamed almost like he was ready to strike Dick in the face.
"You better watch yourself Grayson, you still have a chance to be good friends with me and if you side with her then I will make your life miserable." Redhorn hissed where Dick just squint his eyes at Redhorn where I watched the both of them almost like the testosterone was raging in the air.
"I don't make friends with sore losers and assholes who thinks they are all that because there father is a cop. You are pathetic." Dick replied where Redhorn threw his fist at Dick where Dick took his hand in his hand pulling him into an armbar pushing him to the floor. It was similar to what Nightwing did to me when we first fought one another but it couldn't be possible, could it? "You give Scarlett crap again I'll show you how it feels to be bullied that I promise you." He released Redhorn's arm taking my hand with his and we pushed passed his friends who stood there in shock and we exited the building.
"That was amazing, how did you do that?" I asked curiously where Dick handed me a spare helmet he had in his seat with his to put on.
"You're not the only one with secret talents. Anyway, let's get going I have a special dinner to make for you." He smiled where he swung his leg over the bike starting the engine roaring it and looked at me with his faceplate up. I snapped the helmet on and tightened my bag against my back; I swung my leg over the bike and wrapped both of my arms around his chest. I could feel the muscles sculpted underneath his shirt as he slammed his face plate down and pulled away from the school. I had so many questions to ask him, I was terrified to find out though, hoping that some of answers I may not want to know. But I did like him, I liked him alot and now everything was going to be hard.
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FanfictionWho would have thought that going solo would be a lot harder than what Dick Grayson assumed it would be? EDITED