Gotham High 55Gotham High 55 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Walking carefully in a dark alley behind an old factory, Jay kept looking around to make sure there was no one else around. "Brucey!" he hissed. "You here?"
Steps were heard coming his way only they came from more than one person and the two school bullies stepped into the light. The former quarterback in front of him, the wrestling captain coming up from behind.
"Brucey's not in right now but you like, please leave a message after the ass whoopin'!" Wayde said making his knuckles snap.
"Brucey never sent that note to meet'm here, did he?" Jay said trying to keep a smile on his face.
"See Ed? I told you he didn't have a balloon animal for a brain."
"Indeed, he does seem smarter than your average prankster."
"Heh, and here I thought you guys didn't have a sense of humour..."
"Trust me, you'll die laughing when we're done with you," Wayde said as the two boys started closing in on him.
"I'd love to exchange a few jokes with you guys but all you care about are the punch-lines," Jay said
Gotham High 44Gotham High 45 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
That night, after a few more hours of work, Bruce finally spread out the completed version of what he was turning the memory cloth into. He looked at it with a proud smile, the familiar shape would soon help him to...
"Master Bruce?" he heard Alfred as he walked up the steps to the attic so he scrambled to hide the cloth. "Are you in here?"
"Uh, yeah, Alfred. What is it?"
"Honestly, Master Bruce, it is one o'clock. Don't you think it's about time you went to bed?"
"What were you doing this late?"
"Um... school project. It's due in a few days."
"If I can assist you in any way..." Alfred said walking to the table Bruce had been working at.
"No! It's... sensitive stuff and boring, you know, high school stuff."
"I see. Well, off to bed now."
The next morning, Bruce was just as tired as the day before and could barely keep his eyes open in class. Thankfully, whenever she saw him close his eyes for too long, Barbara would poke him in the ribs with a pencil to wake him up. By lunch time, he
Gotham High 1Morning, the sun was just starting to shine on Wayne manor, it's rays barely lighting up a messy room filled with crumpled papers of schematics and calculations, clothes thrown all over the place including the bed where a young man with dark hair was sleeping. The door opened and an elderly man dressed in a neat suit walked in with a tray. He took one look at the room and frowned then walked over to the table and placed the tray on an empty corner then went to the window and threw the curtains open, waking up the teenager in an instant who groaned and turned his back on the sun.Gotham High 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Rise and shine, young master," the old man said going back to get the tray.
"The sun is rising and shining enough for the both of us," the boy moaned.
"Come, come now, Master Bruce. You can't be late for your first day of high school now can you?"
"Oh right that was today " Bruce said sitting up.
"Yes, it was indeed today the day we discussed you would return to public school," the man said placing