~TWO WEEKS LATER~
Catherine POV:
"Catherine are you ready?" Yelled Tim from the bottom of the stairs.
"Yeah. I'll be right there!" I yelled back.
It's my first day of school. I'm kind of nervous. What if I'm not smart enough? Or if Tim leaves me when I need him the most? Come on Catherine, you gotta keep it together. I walked to my long mirror and studied how I looked. Pony tail, uniform, flats shoes, and a nervous smile on my face. Great...how attractive is that! Wearing the exact same thing as every other girl at school until graduation! I hate uniforms! I grab my purple backpack and head downstairs.
After that night at the gala it's been weird between Tim and I. But the cute part about that incident was when we all got home. I was laughing my head off when I got into my room. Dick look so pissed! And I swear that Damian was about to rip Tim's head off!
Oh well, I just hope that school doesn't interfere with my other life. I've been training with Damian these past two weeks and...it's not that easy as it looks.
I ran down stairs. Tim was in the kitchen with an apple in his hand, and his backpack on, one strapped. He looked kinda handsome in his uniform. I still don't know what my classes are. Since I enrolled in late I am getting my schedule at school. I just hope that I don't get any super strict teachers. It's my first day at a new school in a new city with a new family. I need a break.
Tim smiled when he saw me walking down the stairs. "I love your originality Wayne!" Tim said sarcastically, because he knows how much I hate the idea of the uniforms. "Big appetite I see." I tell Tim.
"Well gotta work on that bod you know."said Tim. As he said that he lifted his shirt up to show his six pack. I froze. Oh glob! This boy is so damn hot! "(Clear throat) I um...can see that." I said trying to hold back a moan.
"Yeah...you wanna feel it?" Asked Tim. My eyes widened. "Sure." I said as casually as possible. Tim put his backpack and apple down and so did I.
With one hand he was holding his white button up shirt and had laid his dark blue jacket with his backpack. He grabbed my hand and laid it on his abdomen. He didn't let go of my hand. Instead he started moving my hand gently around his abdomen to his chest. I'm trying my best not to moan.
Finally it slips when my hand is in between his abdomen and where his thigh meet. "You impressed now?" Tim said now let going of my hand.
"Uh...I never said...uh..."
"How'd it feel?"
"Uh...what do you mean?"
"Like was it good, bad..."
"Uh...good I guess." I said awkwardly putting two thumbs up. Tim just smirked and started to tuck in his shirt.
"Dang it!" Tim said suddenly.
"What happened?"
"My shirt unbuttoned and my tie got messed up. Now I have to put it all on again." Tim unfolded his cuffs..
"Can you hold this please?"
"Yeah." Tim took off his loose tie and handed it for me to hold.
"Dammit! No wonder it felt weird!"
"What?"
"I had buttoned my shirt wrong!"
"Oh...do you need help." I asked Tim because he looked like he was getting frustrated with the buttons.
"Sure." Tim said with a big huff.
I unbuttoned his whole shirt. He was already sweaty. It does get kind of moist in the mansion. I tried to button it up. "Oh! Your shirt is missing a button. That's why we can't button it right." I said suddenly.
"Oh! Great! This is my only clean shirt!"
"I can fix it! I have a sewing kit. I'll be right back!" I ran upstairs and as I walked back down I was checking in my little sewing kit box for a white button. I stopped right in front of Tim but still had my eyes in the box. As soon as I found a white button I looked up to find Tim shirtless and giving me a cute/small grin. I tensed up a bit.
"(Gulp) uh...where'd your shirt go?" I said wearily. Tim handed it to me with a blank expression with a small smile on his face. As if he's used to this all the time. Well he's lived with a bunch of guys for a while so I would think that he would feel comfortable changing around people by now.
"Thanks"
"So...you like sewing?"
"Uh...not really, just that I so happen to have a sewing kit with me."
"Oh." I could tell that Tim was trying to make small talk with me. It wasn't working out.
"There!"
"You're done? That fast?"
"Yep! It's just a button dude."
"Oh! Well thanks Cathy. Is it ok if I call you Cathy?"
"Sure. I love nicknames!" Tim started buttoning up his shirt. He folded his cuffs up and put his jacket over his white button up shirt.
"Can you um...help with this?" Tim said holding out his tie towards me. I grinned and took the red tie out of his hand. I layed the tie around his neck and started fixing it. Suddenly I felt arms around my waist. I looked up to find Tim looking at me. Kind eyes and small smile. I just wanted to kiss him so badly right then and there.
It had been hard sleeping after that night, two weeks ago. Without his soft, warm lips on mine. His hands rubbing all around my back.
"Uh...there. You look great! Well you already did just that...mph!" Tim suddenly laid his soft, warm lips on mine. I quickly put my arms around his neck. His kisses were of passion, I could feel it. As if he'd been wanting to do this for a while. We slowly broke apart.
"Are you gonna do this every time your shirt is missing a button?" I said sarcastically, not looking Tim in the eyes. "Catherine..."
"Are you to ready? I have your lunches in the car." Said Alfred. "Yeah...we'll meet you in the car." Said Tim. Alfred left and there was an awkward silence between Tim and I. "So...what were you going to tell me?" I ask Tim, swaying my body back and forth. "It was uh...not important so...lets just go." We got into the car. As soon as we got out of the car and stepped in front of the entrance gates of the school, I was mesmerized. It was huge! And so many kids walking, smiling, I their own groups. It was overwhelming!

Tim Drake POV:
Catherine looks so scared. I hope she's ok.

Catherine Wayne POV:
As Tim and I head to the office I stay close by him. Why is everyone staring? I'm just another kid at a new school! Then my super hearing kicks in. "I hear that she's adopted by Bruce Wayne." "She's kinda hot." "Did you hear about the incident two weeks ago?" "I know! That kid who tried to get on her was stupid!" "Did you hear how Tim got all protective and tried to beat him up?" "I thought Tim was dating Stephanie though?"
"Stephanie?" I accidentally say loudly. Tim suddenly turns to me as if not to talk about it. "Your dating someone?"
"No." Tim says flatly. "Then who's Stephanie?"
"None of your business."
"But I thought we were friends?"
"Just drop it okay! Stephanie is no one! She's gone!" Tim says coldly , whisper screaming at me. I want to curl up into a little ball and cry. Tim's never screamed at me before. I feel a tear stream down my face. "Listen...Catherine I'm sorry, it's just..." I just keep walking until I get to the front doors of the school. I enter the office and get my schedule. As I'm walking around the school, looking for my classrooms I realize that Tim made me cry. He hurt me. I think back at all the times he's made me feel so safe and warm inside.
I'm rushing all if this to much. Damn, I just gotta let it go and focus on what really matters. My vigilante life.

Sorry for the short and boring chapter!!! The next chapter will be more...I don't even know yet to be honest. I'm just winging it. Please comment and suggest stuff!!!