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~(Y/N) P.O.V~

"Come on sweetheart! You've got school." My mother shook me awake. I groaned and rolled over to face her. I sent a tired look to let me stay home. She then looked at me with pleading eyes. I sigh and start to stand up. She sends me a warm smile and stops at my door way.

"I don't think Mr. J will be coming around for a while, so we can do whatever you want when you get home." She said before fully leaving my room. I know Harley isn't the best mom, but she's definitely not the worst. Even if she was a criminal and totally under the Joker's spell, she still had a loving heart. She was still Harleen Quinzel underneath it all, even if she would never admit it.

I quickly put my school uniform on and grab my book bag. I run to the exit of the warehouse, yelling a quick goodbye to Harley before rushing to Rose's place. I saw her already waiting outside her little home. It was a vine-covered lot with a garden in the back. It was on the very outskirts of Gotham, not to far away from my warehouse. We both start to walk in silence. I see her breathing unevenly and I raise an eyebrow.

"Are you alright? You don't look ok." I ask. She sigh in a sad manner and nods. She then combs through her hair with her fingers. Now I definitely knew something was wrong. I urge her tell me as we continue to walk. Soon she starts to spill her guts about everything.

"What if he finds out? What if not only our parents get thrown into Arkham Asylum, but what if we get thrown in there as well? What if out guardians decide to leave us on the streets after the grow famous and wealthy?? What if one of our friends is really undercover, working for Batman, and will try to get answers out of us. What i-" I put my hand over her mouth. One reason was because started to thinking of the most ridiculous things. The other is because she was starting to get to loud, and you never know who's listening. I stop walking and look at her

"What if the world opened up and swallowed us all? Listen, let's focus on school. When that time comes we'll see what happens. Ok?" I reassure, pulling my hand away from Rose's mouth. She simply nodded and we continued to walk, which turned into a run when we saw the time. We pass a run down orphanage. I start to think about my life when I llived in an orphanage.

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It was dark and dreary as usual. I sigh and began to trace shapes on the foggy window. I soon here angry footsteps coming up the stairs. I suck in a breath. Soon she barges into the room. There she was, Miss. Winter, probably the scariest woman I'd ever met.

"Why weren't you at dinnner?" She demanded. I sigh and shrug my shoulders.

"I just wasn't hungry, mam." I reply. She simply scoffed and rolled her eyes.

"You're lucky I'm so kind, or else I wouldn't be informing you about this." She started. I had to keep myself from rolling my eyes. Kind? Ya right!

"Tomorrow evening we're having two special visitors. Everyone needs to be on their best behavior and do what they say. Seeing as to how you've locked yourself in your room every time someone comes who wants to adopt, I'm making it mandatory for not only you, but for everyone to be there." She then asked me if I got all of that. Her voice in the snarky tone it always is.

"Who is so important that we all have to be there?" I raise an eyebrow. If it was some nobody, I wasn't coming. No matter how hard the punishment was. Miss. Winter raises an eyebrow before answering,

"Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy are arriving at the orphanage tomorrow. Are you satisfied?" She snapped. I flinch at her sudden change of attitude. I just nodded my head in understanding. She gave me her creepiest smile and left the room. I grumble before moving away from the window. Then Laura entered and sent me a warm smile before going to her bed. She was the angel child. She did whatever she was told to do and was nice to everyone she met. I saw through her act though. I saw in her eyes how scared she was.

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Finally, Rose and I enter Gotham Academy. The courtyard was full of people, sectioned off in their own social bubbles. It was already hectic and we didn't heaven walk into the actual building yet. There were balls being thrown, girls gossiping and giggling, and people who were actually study.

There were three types of people here. The ones that got here for being rich, which is seventy percent of the school. Twenty percent of the school was made up of intelligent people who got accepted, like Rose and I. Finally, there were only ten percent of the people who were both rich and smart.

Rose and I walk into the school and head to our locker. Rose waits for me to grab my stuff for my first class and then head to her locker. Rose was older then me by a year, so her locker was in a different hall. We both have different home rooms, but we have a few advance classes together.

I sit down in my seat in the back as other students start to pile in. I see Cheshire sit in her seat at the front, flirting with a boy, just like her mother. She was the only one of us that was actually blood related to her mentor. I rest my head in my hand as I wait for role-call. I was bored since I forgot to bring something to pass the time. I over here people talk about Damian Wayne, son of Bruce Wayne. I roll my eyes at their stupidity. They only obsessed with his looks and his father's money. How much more shallow can you be? Soon our teacher stood from his desk and went to the podium to begin, only to be interrupted by the sound system.

"(Y/N) (L/N) please report to the office,(Y/N) (L/N)." I face twists in confusion, then my eyes widen. I swear if it's what I think it is. I get up out of my seat and walk out the door. I see Cheshire snicker and whisper something to her friends. Soon I arrive at the office and open the door. I instantly notice a boy, my age probably, with black hair and green eyes. I shrug him off and look at the secretary.

"(Y/N), this is Damian Wayne. Damian this is (Y/N) (L/N), she will be your guide will you adjust to Gotham Academy. (Y/N) if you would be so kind as to show Damian to his locker." She introduced. I extend my hand out to Damian, trying to be polite. I really wish Rose didn't sign me up for this. She wanted me to make more friends and get to know more people.

"What's your locker number?"