"Well girls, welcome home." Barbara said to Courtney and Yolanda as they drove past the welcome to Blue Valley sign.

"Welcome to hell." Yolanda said, not looking forward to returning to her family, since the past summer she'd spent in Midvale had been one of the best in her life, since even before her life had been ruined, she had felt constant pressure to be this good girl that her parents wanted her to be and it was exhausting. Honestly, she wasn't sure which was worse. The way her parents treated her now or the way she had to act before.

Honestly, it had been exhausting having to be the perfect straight A good girl they wanted her to be. She'd spent her whole life trying to get their approval and yet, at the first slip up, the first mistake she made, they tossed her out on her ass.

"I'm not sure you'll feel that way for much longer Yolanda, since there's actually a reason why Pat and I gave you two extra few days at Eliza's." Barb said.

"Really, why?" Courtney asked, since wasn't aware that they'd gotten to stay longer than planned.

"Because even after Pat and I got back from our honeymoon, we started working on a new project. One that requires lawyers." Barbara said.

"What did you do?" Courtney asked her mother.

"As of a few days ago, Pat and I are now Yolanda's legal guardians. We've already moved all her stuff from her parents house to one of our spare bedrooms, though we decided to leave decorating up to her." Barbara said.

"Wait, I don't have to go back to my parent's house?" Yolanda asked, thinking it was too good to be true.

"That's one of the reasons why we let Courtney invite you to come with her to my sister's over the summer. So you'd be gone while we set up your room." Barbara said and Yolanda beamed at her and she would've hugged Barbara if she wasn't currently driving, since now she no longer wanted to get hurt in a traffic accident.

"Are you sure I wouldn't be imposing?" Yolanda asked, wanting to be sure that this was real and Courtney had to resist the urge to scoff.

"You've seen my house Yolanda, you know we have plenty of spare bedrooms. Heck, literally only two bedrooms have been taken in the place, since I have the attic all to myself." Courtney said.

"Tell me again how you pulled that off?" Yolanda asked, wondering how Courtney had managed to get permission to turn the attic of her huge house into her own loft bedroom.

"A way to make up for not having a dad in my life. Plus I used my future inheritance to pay for it." Courtney explained and Barbara nodded.

"And as we agreed, you'll also be able to use that inheritance to buy yourself a car after you turn 16 and get your license. But you won't be able to use the rest of it until after you graduate. From college." Barbara said and Courtney rolled her eyes and nodded.

"Anyways, all your stuff is waiting in your new room at our house, but we decided to let you decorate however you want to." Barbara said and she could tell that Yolanda felt immensely relieved by this.

"Maybe things won't be as bad as I thought they would be, since I can already feel a bit more relieved since now I just have to worry about the jerks at school, not the ones at home, since now I live with people who actually care about me." Yolanda said as Barbara pulled up on the huge house she, Courtney and now Yolanda called home.

"I still can't believe you live here." Yolanda said as she looked up at the mansion she could now call home.

"Yeah, too bad I never had enough friends to throw a party here." Courtney said.

"Like you'd ever be allowed to." Barbara said as she punched in the security code to the gate, which slid open and allowed them to pull up to the entrance, where to Yolanda's surprise, there were valets waiting for them. Then she once again remembered that even though she didn't act like it, Courtney was rich.

"Mrs. Whitmore, Ms. Whitmore, Ms. Montez, welcome home." one of the valets said.

"Thank you Charles. Please take my stuff up to my room and take Yolanda's things to whichever room she's been given. I'm going to give her a full tour of the house, since until now, I don't think I've ever had a reason to give her a full tour." Courtney said and the valet, Charles, nodded as he took their bags from the trunk of the car.

"I can't believe that you never told me you had a pool and a basketball court." Yolanda said to Courtney as they continued the tour.

"I didn't want you to think I was some kind of spoiled brat who got everything she ever wanted." Courtney said.

"Courtney, believe me, I could never think you were a spoiled brat. And honestly, that's a surprise, since a lot of people thought that you'd be even worse than Cindy, considering you've got more money than her, a bigger house than her, literally everything she has, you can one up her." Yolanda said, thinking of her arch rival, Cindy Burman.

"I will never be like Cindy. Honestly, I'm pretty sure one of the reasons she hates so much is because she's jealous of me." Courtney said.

"Why would she be jealous of you? After all, it's not like you let people know you're rich." Yolanda said, since Courtney had never flaunted her wealth by being dropped off at school in a limo or wearing expensive designer clothes. She'd always been a rather simple girl who needed the simple things in life. That was just the way her mom had raised her.

"People know that I live in this huge house. The only reason I'm not popular at school is because unlike Cindy, I don't want to rely on money to buy friends. I want friends who like me for who I am. Not because of how much money I have." Courtney said.

"You think your brother is going to be that humble?" Yolanda asked her and Courtney laughed.

"Not a chance. Mike seemed to jump at the chance at having servants. Probably because he didn't get to grow up with this kind of luxury." Courtney said, since the house was relatively big, with three main floors, the floor they were on now was still the main floor, which had the entrance hall, living room, dining room, kitchen, laundry room, den, her mother's office and her father's study, though the study had been off limits to Courtney even before her father had disappeared for a reason she still didn't know, along with a video game arcade (Courtney was positive that her dad was the one behind that, since he was the one who loved those old vintage games). In the backyard was a standard sized in ground pool complete with a diving board and water slide, along with a trampoline and regulation sized basketball court.

On the second floor of the house were a majority of the bedrooms, including the master bedroom, which was her mom and Pat's, Mike's bedroom and now Yolanda's bedroom. The final floor of the house was the attic, which when she was 10, Courtney had used her inheritance to turn into her own loft-like bedroom, which of course had led to Mike insisting that he get to turn the basement into his own bedroom, since they were only it for storage right now.

"True, but still, you really think your mom and Pat will let him get away with that for long?" Yolanda asked.

"Not a chance. But anyways, before I show you your room, there's something else I wanted to do, since remember when my aunt pulled me aside before we left?" Courtney asked.

"Yeah why?" Yolanda asked.

"She told me that if I wanted to find out what happened to my dad, then I needed to look in his study. Which means that I finally have a good enough reason to break in there." Courtney said.

"And you don't want to do it alone." Yolanda asked her.

"Well, I don't know what I'll find and I don't want to be alone and it's clear that if my mom wanted to tell me what happened to my dad, she would've done so by now and I'm not at that point with Pat or Mike yet." Courtney said and Yolanda was touched that Courtney trusted her enough to do this.

"Okay, let's find out what happened to your dad." Yolanda said as Courtney led to the one locked door in the house.

"So, how are we going to get past this lock?" Yolanda asked her as Courtney pulled out a bobbing pin.

"My cousin Alex taught me how to pick a lock when I was little. Don't tell my mom." Courtney said and Yolanda nodded as Courtney got the door unlocked and together, they walked inside to find the walls of the study covered with news articles about the old superhero Starman.

"Wow, your dad was a real Starman fan wasn't he." Yolanda as they looked around and Courtney came to a realization.

"Actually, I think it was more than that." Courtney said as she picked up a photo that was on the desk.

"What do you mean?" Yolanda asked as she saw that it was a picture of Courtney and her dad and realized what she meant as she saw that the man in the photo with young Courtney was the same man in the Starman pictures.

"Your dad was Starman?" Yolanda asked.

"I guess he was." Courtney said, trying to wrap her head around that as she placed her hand on the picture, which to her surprise, lit up green.

"Handprint confirmed, Courtney Whitmore, access granted." an automated voice said as suddenly, the wall behind the desk slid away to reveal a hidden elevator.

"You have a batcave in your house?" Yolanda asked.

"You know as much as I do." Courtney said as they got in the elevator, which closed once they were both on board and started heading downwards, though to what, they weren't sure yet.