#Tazor-Tires

[wonderly-li]

My oc Darrian Catalia wynnecopper

Looks after her big bro jason's shop:Jason Todd Tires, she kept some for Bruce in case he didn't want the batmobile wheels to be stolen again, but Jason made the tires he can easily get Bruce wheels off the batmobile. Gives Batman suggestion if they could make it a superhero shop for heroes..... And a couple of villains.

Darrian's aliases are:Oriole(by the robins), babybat&little feather(bbat by Jason & little feather by Grayson) Alleycat/kittycat&Catqueen/catbat(by selina), batbrat/catbrat(by red x)batcat(by the robins, except her little bro Damian he calls her batbird)

[bianca-warriorwriter]

Games - S.M- Part 1

Teacher x student

Y/N will go by Violet.

 It the day before school comes back and unlike most girls who are jumping out of their skins that it’s their first last day back, I’m sitting at my coffee shop, sipping on a caramel latte with cinnamon on top, weird combination but nice. I’m sitting here, the end of my reading glasses sits in my mouth while I flip the pages of my book – they were annoying me. I hear the bell of the coffee shop and I easily ignore it. many people come in here and whilst I’m friendly with most I don’t like many.

“why isn’t it vile violet” croons a voice I know all too well, like rock against stone. Evangeline. And her twin sister Tatum. They are identical and the only difference is Evangeline has platinum silver hair and Tatum has ash blonde hair.

“I’m sorry which one are you again?” I say not looking up from my book. I know this will annoy them. Pretending not to know which one is which pisses them off.

“only first day back, vile. Don’t get on my bad side” She seethes out.

“you only have one side and its bitch” I say sipping on my coffee. “now if you don’t mind I’d like to read my book” I never glanced back up at them and I don’t know.

“sure get back to the only friends you’ve got” Tatum pipes up.

“shut up blondie. At least people respect me” I’m talking about her reputation to sleep around. There’s no point in hiding that she’s slept with half our grade.

“please the dirt on the bottom on my shoe has more respect then you” see seethes and pushes past her sister.

“it disgusts me that you have such privileged dirt on your shoes then” I get up having enough and take my coffee with me.

“leaving already?” Evangeline’s laughs.

“unlike you 2 twats I have somewhere I need to be” I close the coffee shop behind me and walk off

I actually don’t have anywhere to be, but I’ve decided that maybe I’ll go watch a movie at the cinemas instead. The only movie they have is the Scorch trials and I’m okay to watch that and see Dylan O’Brien’s face again.

I buy one ticket from the boy behind the counter, he goes to my school I think his name is Anthony. I get a popcorn and a coke off him and sit in my seat waiting till it begins. I’m probably a quarter the way through the popcorn when someone addresses me.

“hey sorry miss, I think you’re in my seat” the voice is like honey flowing off a spoon.

“oh my bad” I go to get up and move.

“don’t worry about moving, I don’t think many more people are coming. Is it cool if I sit with you?” he asks gently. He’s quite attractive. I nod my head to him.

“here by yourself” I ask grabbing a handful of popcorn.

“sure am, what about you?” in this light I can see that he has chocolate brown hair.

“narh, my I friend is sitting next to me can’t you see her?” I say this all with a straight face. I watch the boy’s face fall and gain a worried and confused expression. I laugh. “I’m  by myself” I say again to him.

“you know I was a little worried then” he says smiling shaking his head. “that maybe this place was haunted or I had sat next to some pretty psychotic girl, no offense” he adds quickly.

“you should have seen your face and trust me all girls are a little psychotic” I laugh. the movie begins and we shush down and watch.

He laughs at me when I jump through the movies and I scold him for it jokingly. Once the movie is over. We both exit and we start talking about the movie.

“do you want to go get coffee?” he asks smoothly.

“I just had a coffee” I reply.

“how about a walk in a park” he tries again.

“sounds little creepy, little murderish” I say honestly.

“um how about we get more popcorn and sit on that bench right there and talk” he says pointing to the bench just outside.

“I’m down for that” I reply laughing.

 after hours of talking to him, I learn that his name is Shawn, he just graduated I tell him I’m on my last year. I also he is starting his first job tomorrow and that he loves music. I tell him I need to go home and he offers to drive. I kindly decline his offer. But he tells me he would at least like to see me again. I offer him my number and when I go, he places a kiss on my cheek and I blush. Not a little blush like a red burning blush.

“sorry if that was to straight forward” he murmurs. I look at him, and quickly lean in and peck him on the mouth. “now what if I got some weird fascination to you like a murderer?” he laughs and I laugh back.

“I carry a tazor” I laugh and leave him there.

 The next day begins and I’m tired. I’ve been tossing and turning all night long. I know something is coming and I don’t know what and it concerns me. I dressed in simple ripped black jeans and a ripped t-shirt with a jacket over the top. I couldn’t care what I look like. I pull my messy fiery orange hair into a messy bun and start off to school.

 “apparently there’s a new teacher today” one of the girls whispers to me. Now I may not be popular but I’m well connected. I’m the bitchy nerd. The girl who has seamlessly been here forever.

“I wonder what he looks like?” I tell them. Turned around in my seat to face them.

“I know he teaches music, English and can substitute drama” Carter says to my right.

“I’m concerned that you know all that. We’ve only been here 15 minutes” I say starring wide eyed at her.

“don’t underestimate me” she smiles. Everyone goes silent and I can hear that footsteps have entered the room.

I’ve noticed everyone has turned around at him. now I may be the bitchy nerd. but I’m not a good girl.

“if you could please turn around miss, that would be much appreciated” the voice calls, I know its directed at m. but something feels off. Something feels awfully familiar in that sing song voice. I turn around really fast. In the front of the classroom leaning against his desk is Shawn. His face is locked in a neutral stare but I can see in his eyes that he is purely surprised.

“shit” I say under my breath. Alarm bells are ringing in my head.

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