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Wayne Manor August 17 10: 20 p.m 

Master Jason, please make sure to set your alarm clock for 5:30 a.m. I have laid out your uniform, tie, and shoes. Don’t hesitate to ask questions about the school don’t be afraid to ask. If you are not sure you are quite ready, I shall inform master Bruce he will not hesitate to make any changes.” Alfred explains rambling on  

“Yeah, I got it, Alfie,” Jason replies. Tomorrow he is starting his first day of school at Gotham academy AKA the school of spoiled rich kids. How exciting.

Bruce had managed to get him enrolled because of his high status and the fact that he donates a shit ton of money to school so that probably wasn’t too hard for him. 

“Well Goodnight Master, Jason, Sweet dreams” 

“Good night, Alfie”  

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Gotham Academy: August 18, 6:22 a.m. 

“Here we are Master Jason,” Alfred said opening the limo car door for Jason. In front of him stood a tall building it looks more like a mansion than a school. The thing that excited him the most out of their whole school situation has to be the library. Bruce told him the school library was even bigger than the one at the manor now that’s something to be excited about. 

He enters the building and almost everyone stops what they are doing to look at him.  Almost immediately people start to whisper to their friends. 

“Hey, isn’t that the street kid that Bruce Wayne adopted?”  

“I think so, I wonder why the richest man in Gotham would adopt trash like him.” 

“He’s so tiny too, looks more like an 8-year-old than a 12-year-old.”  

Jason is used to all these comments by now. At all the galas he and Bruce attend it’s a never-ending gossip event. He walks down the hall more eyes landing on him. Okay, he just needs to focus and go to his first-class English 1 room 211. 

After ages of walking around the school, he finally found the classroom. The door is closed so he knocks to be polite. A tall middle-aged-looking man opens the door glaring at Jason. “You’re late, can you explain why?!” The man growls.   

Jason stares at the man dumbly. It’s the first day of school does he really expect no one to be a little late to class. Maybe this man was too fucking stupid to understand that. As much as he wanted to give this man a piece of his mind. He needs to keep up appearances, especially for bruce’s image.  

“ I’m so sorry sir, I was having a problem finding the classroom,” he explains  

The man scoffs pinching the bridge of his nose. “ Whatever just go take an available seat. When he enters the classroom the realization dawns on him. 

All these kids are obviously older than him, by many years even.  He takes a seat in the front of the class. His legs can barely touch the floor of the huge chairs 

“Alright class My name is Mr. Nelson and I will be teaching your English 1 class for this school year. You guys will now go around and introduce yourself starting with you” The man says pointing straight at Jason.  He stands up and looks around awkwardly. 

“Um yeah my name is Jason Peter Todd, I’m twelve years old and my favorite hobby is reading.”  The next person is about to go when Mr. Nelson interrupts.

“Wait, wait did you say you are twelve years old.”  

“Yeah, is that a problem.” He replies.  

Mr. Nelson just seemed to be more irritated. “ This English class is for high schoolers ninth grade to be exact. You are not supposed to be here.” Damn this teacher is really starting to get on his nerves.  

 Mr. Nelson, just so you're aware, Bruce got me tested for these classes and I excelled in them, so I think I am fit to be in this class. If you don’t believe me I can always call him and ask, but then again I wouldn’t want to disturb, would I?  He might be in one of those very important meetings.” He says with a smirk.  

Mr. Nelson cleared his thought “Well then just take a seat for now.” 

Jason takes his seat smirking to himself. He would really have to ask Dick about this teacher later maybe he had him before. The class continues the introductions when he hears someone behind him. 

“I know you lied.” A boy says from the seat behind him.  

“Lied about what” 

“About Bruce Wayne getting you tested to be in this class. I bet he just paid the school to let you be in an advanced class. “ The boy replies. 

Jason is dumbfounded that this kid thinks Bruce would go through that much trouble just for me to be in an advanced class. Instead of replying, Jason ignores the kid for the rest of the class. 

The classes after English weren't any better either. Teachers did not believe he was in their class and the constant gossiping didn't stop either. 

 Once lunch rolled sound he was more than happy. The cafeteria was huge as to be expected. Since nobody seemed to like him, he found himself alone on one of the smaller tables in the corner. 

After he finished his leftover spaghetti and 3 of Alfred’s famous chocolate chip cookies he stands up to use the restroom. Suddenly a big splash of liquid splashes all over brand new pants. 

“Haha looks like the street rat peed his pants.” 

Jason looks up to see the asshole from Mr. Nelson's class standing in front of him with 2 other guys both laughing at him.

Jason smiled wide “You mother fuckers must think this is funny? It’s almost hilarious how cliche you are. Please, splashing on my pants that’s the oldest trick in the book.” 

The bully looks taken back when he said this. “Well, at least we have parents.” The boy on the right remarked.

“Wow another one, you guys aren’t very original are you,” Jason said smirking.  Right then the bell rings for the next class. 

“We’ll get you next time” The asshole yells as he leaves the cafeteria 

“Yeah, you do that.” He says dismissively packing up his food. He walks to his locker to put his lunch bag away. He stares at the picture of his mother attached to the side. 

“ I miss you mom, I really do. Sure I have Bruce now but he doesn’t compare. Keep watching over me I guess. Love ya.” 

He lets a single tear slip down his face. It’s been so long but it hasn’t gotten any easier. 

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Gotham Academy August 18, 3:47 p.m courtyard/ parent pickup 

Jason awkwardly stands around waiting for Alfred to pull up. He’s really excited because Bruce said he’s able to come with Alfred today to pick him up. 

He can clearly see Asshole and his goons sitting on the table in front of him scheming something. It’s like they never stop, they’re making it their mission to make his life miserable. 

Finally, Asshole walks over staring at him straight in the eyes before he sent a punch right at my stomach knocking the wind out of me.

Fuck that's gonna leave a mark

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Finally, Asshole walks over staring at him straight in the eyes before he sent a punch right at my stomach knocking the wind out of him.

'Fuck, that's gonna leave a mark.'

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Chapter 2

Jason took a few steps back to adjust his footing and catch his breath Looking up he sees Asshole and his goons smirking. He looks around to see if anyone witnessed this or at least cameras, but the entire place was deserted not a kid in sight.

He can feel his blood boiling as the goons start laughing. He’s about to really let them have it but decided that might not be such a smart idea with these kids being rich brats and all.

“Aww why did you have to punch me I was just about to walk up to you guys and ask to be friends,” Jason says with a smirk slowly backing away.

Asshole glared at him, hatred in his eyes. Jason just looks at him unfazed. He was used to the glare by now. Suddenly the right-sided goon grabbed him by his collar and threw him across the yard. This was one of those times he hated having a small stature.

Jason hit the ground with a sickening crack. That was not a good sign his rib was probably fractured or even worse broken. He slowly pushed himself up with a wince." What did I do to you, to make you hate me so much?” he tried his best to collect himself grabbing his rib in pain.

“Maybe cause you’re a fucking street rat who doesn’t deserve to live in a huge mansion or go to a prestigious school. You think you’re so good cause you have some money now!” Asshole rants looking angrier and angrier by the second

That was the stupidest thing Jason had ever heard in his life. Jason quietly and swiftly grabbed his bag and turned to leave. Alfred and Bruce are probably waiting on him by now.

Asshole grabs his arm before he can leave.” Do you really think we’re just gonna let you go so you can you tell your daddy?” He said putting air quotes around “Daddy”.

I am starting to get really worried now. Alfred might come looking for him soon “I’m not gonna tell, who do you think I am.” he deadpans looking at Asshole in disbelief

Asshole looked at him like he didn’t believe him. “Okay if you’re really not gonna tell then get on your hands and knees and beg for forgiveness.” He says with that annoying smirk on his face. Jason looked at him not really sure what to say. Instead, he got slowly got on his hand trying his best to ignore the pain from his ribs.

I
’m obviously not going to give in to his idiocy so I prepare to do something risky. I sweep kick Asshole straight in the shin causing him to yelp in pain.

“What he-?” he falls to the ground holding his shin in pain. Jason rolls from the ground into a back handspring punching right goon in straight in the nose. At that moment he was so grateful for Dick’s gymnastic lessons.

He moved over to the other kid on the left but he was already gone. He must have scared the shit out of him. Feeling satisfied with a smirk on his face Jason was ready to leave. Unfortunately, his life wasn’t that easy

Right when he’s about to leave he hears a camera shutter. It’s faint but definitely a camera. He looks up to see a girl with her smartphone pointing right at the scene.

When she noticed that he saw her she immediately began to bolt away from the scene. He has no idea what she plans to do with that picture but he knows it can’t be good. She continues her sprint gradually picking up the pace.

“Wait up, I just want to ask you a question,” Jason shouts as he continues the chase. Out of nowhere the girl stops dead in her tracks basically collapsing on the pavement leaning against the brick wall. He finally catches up with her and notices her breathing heavily

He looks at her worriedly.” Are you okay, I’m sorry for chasing you if you couldn’t handle it.” Jason says appositely. The girl continues wheezing looking weaker and weaker.

The girl reaches for her bag but she dropped it a little too far away. “I need—my in....hal.” she says clearly out of breath. That was enough for Jason to understand what she meant. He walked over to her bag going through it before finding the inhaler.

He hands it to her and she accepts it gratefully. Once she uses it her breathing seems to go back to normal. He felt kind of bad but it was her fault for running away anyways

Jason shifts around uncomfortably “So, this is kind of awkward but what are you planning to do with that picture.” He questions

“I was going to submit it to the newspaper club. Gain a little popularity Ya know.” The girl joked looking at him straight in the eye. “Wait you’re that new Wayne kid aren’t you.”

Oh, right everyone knew about him these days. ‘Bruce Wayne’s charity case’ is what the Gotham gazette called him. That was not the issue right now though he needed to get this girl to delete that photo.

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Oh, right everyone knew about him these days. ‘Bruce Wayne’s charity case’ is what the Gotham gazette called him. That was not the issue right now though he needed to get this girl to delete that photo.

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Chapter 3 

This first part is going to be kind of a look into the girl from the last chapter. Remember the one who almost passed out from an asthma attack, that one.  

Robbinsville, Gotham August 17 th, 9:33 p.m. 

Alana was beyond pissed. Her annoying ass parents decided to basically beg Gotham king Bruce Wayne for a scholarship to Gotham academy.  S he was fine where she was. She had decent friends, was in the photography club, and made really good grades for her school. Now she has to change her whole life. 

“Dad, I don’t really know if I want to go to this school,” Alana confessed the night before her first day at the academy nervously picking at her nails. She knew her dad probably didn’t give a shit but it’s worth a shot anyways. 

Her dad looked up from his book with a menacing look on his face.” Guess what Lana I don’t give a flying shit about what you want. Your mom and I spent months trying to get you into this school so you are going to be grateful and shut your mouth!” Her dad shouted causing her to take a few steps back.   She hung her head low in mild shame. “I’m sorry,” she said simply and retreated to her cramped little room in her scamped little apartment. She and her parents live in Robbinsville struggling every day to make ends meet.  

Her mom works at the local grocery store. While she worked a part-time job as a waitress. Her dad on the other hand was most likely unemployed. Whenever she sees him, he’s either watching tv beer in hand, or taking a nap 

She lays on her twin bed she’s had for basically her who’ll life staring at the ceiling. She wonders what the future holds for her and how the hell she was going to survive high school at Gotham Academy. 

Jason  

Jason examined the girl a little more suddenly remembering her from his Algebra class this morning. That was an advanced class for someone her age so she must be pretty intelligent  

“Okay, so we are on similar terms my name is Jason Todd as you might already know. Those boys back there were total pains in the ass so I didn’t just beat them up for no reason. And if that picture got leaked it could lead to so many controversies you don’t even want to be a part of.” He rambled on.  

The girl smiled at him once he was finished. “You’re pretty funny you know that? She said chuckling. So, he guesses the girl still thinks this is a joke. He might just have to take matters into my own hands. 

“But.” the girl continues.” I understand what you are saying so I’ll delete the picture.” His face lights up when she says that he was not expecting it to be that easy.  

“Under one condition, of the course, it’s going to cost you.” She says without skipping a beat. Jason knew it was too good to be true. “How much are we talking?” He asks. The girl grins looking up at him.

“About three hundred since I’m feeling nice,” she says still grinning wide 

Jason takes a deep breath hoping he won't regret this decision. “It’s a deal, but I’ll have to pay over the course of about six months because I get fifty at the end of each month so including this month's six months.” he calculated glancing up at her shocked face. 

“Only fifty a month? Isn’t Bruce Wayne like a billionaire what’s with such a low allowance.” She exclaims shocked.  

Jason sighs pinching the bridge of his nose “First of all 50 isn’t that bad also he doesn’t want me to turn into a spoiled brat.” he explains. "Now that we got all that down let me see the phone while you delete it.  

She brings the phone and does the holy act of deleting the photo in front of his eyes. When Jason looks at the time at the top of it. Shit Alfred and Bruce are probably wondering where the hell he was.  

“I never did get your name. What is it? Jason asks quickly picking up his bag

“The name’s Lana but you can call me Lana,” she responds with a smile. She might just like this kid. “

“Okay, bye Lana!” he says running away from where they were sitting. He rushed through the courtyard and grass areas. When he passed the area where the fight went down the boys were all gone so they must have gone home.

He finally reaches the parent pick-up area just in time for Bruce’s Limo to pull up in front of him. He felt a sudden relief wash over him now knowing that they weren’t waiting for him all this time.

He enters the car and sees Alfred in the driver's seat and Bruce sitting in the back.“Bruce! You made it!” he says excitedly putting his bag down. He wasn’t entirely sure if bruce could make it or not so this just made this day a little better.

Bruce chuckled Of course I did Jay, did you really expect me to miss picking you up on your first first day of school?

“Hey, Alfie,” Jason adds on 

“Hello Master Jason, I apologize for arriving late. I was baking my famous cookies and I did not want to leave the oven on. Then I had to pick up Master Bruce.” Alfred explains.

“It’s alright Alfie, as long as I can get five cookies.” 

“Let’s make it six Master Jason”

Jason stares out the window deep in thought. He now has three bullies that hate his guts. A girl he has to pay every month and no friends. 

At least he gets Alfred's famous cookies

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Jason stares out the window deep in thought. He now has three bullies that hate his guts. A girl he has to pay every month and no friends.

You know what at least he gets Alfred’s famous cookies.

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Chapter 4

“Jason wakes up,” Bruce called shaking his shoulder slightly. They had just pulled up at the manor and Jason was fast asleep.

In a flash, he was awake, blade in hand pointing right in-between Bruce's eyes. His eyes widened slowly lowering the blade. His face instantly turns apologetic. "I'm so sorry Bruce.” he apologizes eyes still wide

He had a pretty bad habit of doing that whenever someone woke him up after an incident while he was living on the streets. Bruce didn’t even look fazed.” Jason what did I tell you about the knife.”

“Sorry, but it’s just for self-defense, besides it’s not like I’m going to whip it out and stab someone.” Jason laughed getting out of the car. Bruce just stares at him in disbelief. “Let’s go inside Alfred is starting on dinner.”

Wayne Manor 10:05 p.m.

Jason was in full pain right now. That rib collision was definitely no joke. It didn’t hurt earlier but now he felt like death. He is so glad that he and Bruce didn’t have patrol today or else his secret would definitely be revealed

Swiftly and quietly, he snuck to the kitchen holding his ribs in pain. His goal is to grab some pain medicine and gauze without getting caught.

Turning in the corridors and blending in with the shadows every now and then. Every step was tougher and tougher as he rounded each corner

When he turns the last corner, he crashes into a taller figure causing him to wince in pain. ‘Shit’ he hoped that wasn’t Alfred. Adjusting his eyes, he realized that it wasn’t Bruce of Alfred. It was probably some thief.

He whipped out his fighting stance ready to take this person out.

“Little Wing?” the voice questions. Oh, it was just that Dickhead.

What the fuck are you doing sneaking around the Manor? I didn’t even know you were here!” Jason whispered shouted slightly relieved it wasn’t a thief.

“Chill out little wing I just came to steal some food and head right out. “He responded nonchalantly. I really didn't want to risk waking up anybody so I practically dragged Dick all the way back to my room

We enter the room and I turn on the light. Dick makes himself at home lying down on my couch. “So, Jay why were you sneaking around the manor.” He asked in a questioning tone.

He hesitates for a little before finally answering. “I was getting some pain medicine for the kitchen,” he confessed. Dick's eyes widened.“Why? Are you hurt? Does Bruce know? Did he cause it? Dick questioned at rapid fire.

Jason rolls his eyes at his older brother’s antics. "No this doesn’t have anything to do with that. I just ran into some trouble at school.”

Dick suddenly looked very interested. “Are you going to tell your big brother what happened?” He says with a smirk on his face.

Jason hesitates. What happened today was pretty extreme and he probably shouldn’t keep that bottled up inside. On the other hand, Dick could tell Bruce and get him in big trouble.

“Ughh fine”

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“So, you’re telling me all the stuff happened on your first day of school,” Dick said in amazement. Jason nods his head.

“The most interesting thing that happened to me at Gotham Academy was probably getting 1st place at a gymnastics meet for the hundredth time,” he says chuckling. “You’re in for a wild ride this year.”

“Yeah, thanks for stating the obvious.” He responds sarcastically. It was great to get all that off his chest.” He moves to sit on his bed wincing in pain.

He could tell Dickhead was probably looking at him sympathetically. “Little wing doesn’t worry about going back downstairs, I can go get the medicine and first aid kit for you just lay down.”

Suddenly Jason was really happy that he crashed into Dick tonight. When he first moved in his relationship with him was kind of rough but it soon smoothed out. Dick started helping out with his training and even went out on patrol with him when Bruce didn’t. He also didn’t correct everything that he did and always tended to his wounds. He really is like a big brother.

“Hey, Dick.” He calls. Dick turns around in a hurry his mother hen instincts kicking in “Are you okay, do yo-.”

“Thank you.”

Dick’s face softens he smiles walking through the doorway. “Any time little wing.”

******

Dozing off Jason jumps up at the sound of a quiet knock on the door. He instantly regrets it, his ribs in pain. He slowly walks over to the door opening it to reveal Dick’s smiling face. He had completely forgotten he went downstairs

“Hey little wing, hope I didn’t wake you up. I got the first aid kit and some water.” He announces holding it up like he’s showing off a gold medal.

Jason notices that he has a box of snacks and some leftover meals from the refrigerator.I raise my eyebrow at the sight.

Dick noticed this and tried to defend himself.” What? I did say I came here to steal some food. I'm not exactly the best cook you know.”

He shudders thinking back to the time when Dick tried to cook eggs while Alfred was on vacation and almost killed himself in the process. Dick started the procedure of very carefully wrapping the wrap around his ribs. He can’t do it too tight or that could restrict him from breathing.

He handed Jason a few pills to help with the pain and the ointment he used before wrapping.” Okay Jay you’re all ready to go. I got to get out of here before Bruce sees me. “

“Wait, wait, wait how do I know you aren’t going to tell Bruce about what happened,” Jason says causing him to stop in his tracks.

“You won’t have to worry that Bruce and I aren’t really on speaking terms right now, see you later little bird.” Just like that he grabs the box and disappears from the room in a flash.

“Bye Dick.” He states with a smile