Chapter 3
I sit in the middle seat between Duke and Tim. Duke is doing god knows what on his phone while Tim leans against the window, sleeping. I think. He could be dead. I wouldn’t be surprised. Damian is sitting in the passenger seat, simply looking out the window as Alfred steadily drives us to school. I often wonder what goes on in the boys' minds…like how is Duke so, so easy going in this family? He was adopted about a year before I was and we both know the Waynes are just- crazy! You can’t deny it no matter how much you want. It's not bad need say that they’re crazy…its just a little much. Ok, I take that bad- a LOT much. And what even is Tim? He’s always tired, always beat up, a coffee addict, likes decaf, and I think he hasn’t slept in…49 hours as of the moment. Like WHAT? He’s super smart too! Like how do you do it?! I guess he’s always tired ‘cause he’s studying? I honestly have no clue. And then there's Damian. Is he okay? Like mentally? Emotionally? Does he even have emotions to be emotionally hurt? He seems so mature, smart, and violent for his age…its concerning and unsettling.
I have no questions about Alfred. He’s perfect. That's all.
“YES!” Duke practically shrieks out into the car. Like no. Oh my god no. I swear my heart just jumped out of my body. My flinch was so noticeable, Damian gave me the stink eye bro. Back to Duke. WHAT THE DUCK?! We all look over to him, concerned, well- Damian wasn’t concerned. He was smiling as if he wanted Duke to get hurt. What a creep. I just look at Duke like he’s a lunatic, which he might be.
“Oh my Master Duke! What is the meaning of your outburst?!” Alfred questions Duke. I would like to point out he is still driving flawlessly.
“Oh sorry Alfie, I just matched with someone on Tinder! I’ve never matched before!” He says excitedly as I get a notification on my phone. He’s a freak. End of conversation. I get my phone out of my backpack and look at the notification. From Tinder. I forgot I still had that bro. I look to see who my match is. Its Duke. Oh my god- lord strike me down and if you miss come back for round two- oh my god. I facepalm and Tim leans over to see whats got be down in the dumps and when he sees the notification he just bursts out laughing. RUDE!
“I- D-duke- y- you-” Tim stumbles over his words in his laughing fit “Y- ya matched wit- with Liz!”
…you can just see the color drain from the ebony’s face. Like oh my god. Damian scoffs from the front seat.
“T-t. Why are you all teenagers so obsessed with love? Its a weakness and waste of time.” Damian says with so much sass you would think he was gay.
I scoff at that- baloney!
“How do you think humans reproduce, Damian? ‘Love’ is the only reason your alive.” I point out and he rolls his eyes.
“If love is the reason you were born, then I could do just fine without it”.
BURNNNNNNN.