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Chapter One
Bruce Wayne strutted up to the front doors of Gotham Academy. He was now a freshman at the boarding school. Lockers opened and closed, cars and buses piled up in the carpool lane, students walked and talked in the halls.
"What's up Bruce," Harvey Dent said as he walked past Bruce. Harvey studied law, and he always made decisions based on a coin toss. He was a little unstable, but he was one of Bruce's best friends.
Bruce waved to him and kept walking to his locker. The lockers surrounding his were closed and unadorned. Bruce wondered who his locker neighbors would be.
He opened his and started decorating it. Just as he put his empty binder in, Selina Kyle walked up and leaned against the locker to the right of him.
Selina had black hair and luminous green eyes. She moved, and acted like, a cat, and was always taunting Bruce. She was in a Circle with Pamela Isley, Harleen Quinzel, Jack Napier, and, much to Bruce's annoyance, Harvey Dent.
"Hey Brucie," she said.
"What do you want, Selina," Bruce replied gruffly.
"I don't want anything," she replied, putting an emphasis on want. "I was just letting you know that I have locker 415."
Bruce shrugged, then realized that he had locker 414. He sighed. Selina opened her locker and starting decorating it.
"Well, my other neighbor can't be worse," he muttered to himself.
Just as he closed his locker, Jack Napier walked up to him. Jack Napier was Bruce's worst enemy. He was a little troublemaking punk with green hair, pale skin, and a sidekick who happened to be his girlfriend. He had somehow seduced Harleen, and now she wouldn't leave his side.
Jack opened the locker to Bruce's left. Bruce sighed, closed his locker, and went to go find his dormitory.
"Well, I have the worst locker neighbors, how bad can my roommate be," he thought as he headed up the stairs. He passed many old friends, and stopped to chat with some of them.
"Hey Clark," Bruce said as he passed his friend, Clark Kent. Clark was from Metropolis, Gotham's neighboring city, and the two boys frequently met up to go eat lunch or study together.
"Oh, hey Bruce," Clark responded. "Say, uh, what dorm are you in?"
"Room 21," Bruce answered. Clark's eyes lit up.
"Me too," he exclaimed. Bruce's eyes lit up too.
"That's awesome, man," Bruce said. "Um, can I see your schedule?"
Clark nodded and handed Bruce his schedule. Bruce looked at it and sighed.
"All we have is chemistry together," he said. "Chemistry with Dr. Maru."
"Oh, Dr, Maru," an older student said as he walked by. "I would be sure to get on her good side. She's known to students as Dr. Poison."
The student kept walking. Bruce and Clark exchanged a glance and shrugged, then went to their dorm.
"You ready for our first day tomorrow," Clark asked once they were settled in.
Bruce chuckled and said, "Ready as I'll ever be."