(Jasmine's P.O.V.)
As I'm waking up the next day to my alarm clock, I roll over on my bed and look at the bright white numbers on my black clock reading to me 5:30am. Everything from yesterday came at me like a brick.
Damian, Saturday, gym.
I wonder what school will be like today. Considering its normal for the first day of the school week is a Monday, and this week was no exception, it's Tuesday and I have the rest of the school week until I train with Damian. Oh, crap! What if we have other classes together other than home room? Well I guess I'll just try to act normal, he probably invites girls over to his house all the time since, you know, his Dad is Bruce Wayne.
I get up and get changed into the school uniform I despise so much, mainly because it has a skirt, at least the skirts blue. But it's sooooooo short. I hate it! And the fact that the uniform just in general is so formal and girly. Pulling my long black hair into a pony tail like yesterday.
If you haven't figured it out already, I don't like girly things, at all
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As I arrive at school, I see a certain boy walking through the front gates 3 feet in front of me. (1 meter). I walk a tiny bit faster until I'm right behind him, I lean in close from behind and whisper in his ear just to spook him out.
"Hey Dami" I whisper siducivly he jumped not expecting me, and spun around.
"Oh, it is just you, Hi Jas. How was your night?" He asked calming down after seeing who it was.
"Mine was pretty good. I met a boy at the gym last night, we talked. You?" I joke while I smirk at him waiting for a response.
"I met a beautiful girl, who I have plans with on Saturday." Was his answer while blushing a bit, I was blushing at bit too, him calling me beautiful and all.
To cover up my blush I continue with the joke I started. "So does this girl you classify as beautiful have a name?"
"Well, yes she does but, I'm not sure if you know her. You since you only started here at Gotham Academy a day ago." He answers with a huge grin plastered on his face.
"Oh, week, give it a shot, I might know her." I say trying to get him to crack.
"Fine her name was, Jasmine Quest. Ever heard of her?" He asks. Grin. Still. There.
"Why I think I might know her!" I say while tapping my chin.
While I'm 'thinking' Dami walkers up closer to me and tickles me. It only 7:30am and school starts at 8:30am we were the only 2 people out the front of the school. I laughed my head head off as I fall to the ground laughing, him tripping over me still trying to tickle me.
I land on my back and he lands almost on top of me. The only thing stopping him from from falling on top of me, flat, is his hands that are on either side of my face on the ground. Our faces 2 inches apart, (5 centimetres) if I leaned up just a little bit or he leaned down we would be kissing.
It took all my will to say this, because I really want to stay in this position but, "We can't do this, we're at school." I say, mentally cursing myself for letting my voice crack.
"You're right," he spoke softly, but neither of us making a move to get out of the position we were in.
About 3 minutes later we finally stood up and brushed our selves off walking into school, laughing and talking like we had know each other our entire life.
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(Damian's P.O.V.)
When I walk out of my last class of the day (one I didn't share with Jas), Josh, another school jock, comes up to me.
"How do you know Quest Babe? You guys keep walking around the school together like you know each other." Josh asks trying to sound cool - but failing miserably.
"None of your business, so if you would please leave her alone you and I shouldn't have a problem" I respond with my voice poison. I'm not quite sure why I said that. Why was I so envious towards him? Oh whatever.
"You wish." He starts, "You can't keep her your friend forever. Your below her. She'd rather hang out with someone like me, Wayne."
As he is leaving it gets me thinking. Would she rather hang out with someone else? BE with someone else?
WAIT why do I care?
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(Jasmine's P.O.V.)
After school Dami an I walked to the gym together. School finished at 3:00pm and we arrived at the gym at 3:20pm.
"Okay, so we meet at the punching bags?" I asked out of memory that we arranged while we were walking here.
"Right." Replied Damian. And with that we left to separate change rooms to get out of these stuffy school uniforms and into some comfy gym clothes.
As I walk out I see Damian in and grey tank and black work out tight with white lines on the sides. I mean it is winter but, you don't really ever need a long sleeve shirt at a gym. I look down at my black sport bra and dark blue tank with 3 quarter black gym tights.
We both had bare feet as we sat down a bench and putting tape around our knuckles.
"Can I ask you something?" Dami spoke up.
"You just did." I joked. The look he gave me was amusement but I continued, "shoot."
"Well, why do you rap your hands in tape instead of using gloves like everybody else?" He ask, his voice laced with curiosity.
"I could ask you the same thing." I responded.
"Just answer the dang question!" He started to raise his voice. I must've had a look of fear clashes wth shock on my face because as soon as he looked at me his facial expression softened.
"I-I'm sorry. For raising my voice." He said softly.
"To get stronger, tougher." I whisper.
"Wh-what? What did you just say?" He asked. Although I'm pretty sure he heard.
"I answered your question." I stated now making my voice back to normal volume I ask, "Why don't you use gloves?"
"I guess I don't because I feel like I have to prove myself." At my confused expression, he answered the question I was about to ask before I asked it. "I need to prove to myself that I can handle myself. The pain, the damage. I did it so that I won't be weak."
He sounded as if he was talking to himself more than me. It felt as if he was pouring his soul out to me.
And I felt that I could completely relate.
"Well anyway let's go train." He stood up and went over to the punching bags.
I walked over and took my usual bag and started beating it. There was 1 punching bag that separated us.
I turn my focus back the the object in front of me.
Left, right, under, elbow, kick, Left, right, under, elbow, kick repeat.
I did this combo for 1 hour and 30 minutes before I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw Damian looking at me.
I instantly snap my eyes back to the bag in front of me. Why is he looking at me? When I peek back over and see him still looking at me I get butterflies in my stomach and I feel a slight blush brush my cheeks.
I try to return my focus back to the bag in front of me, but, I can't seem too. All that's on my mind is Damian. I finally decide to take 5. As I'm drinking from my water bottle, I glance at the clock in the gym. I'm poor, I don't have a phone. It's 5:30pm.
I'll probably should just do normal exercise. So, for the next half an hour that's exactly what I did. I did 80 push-ups, 105 sit-ups and 65 berpies. What? I like sit-ups.
It was finally 6. I hadn't talked to Damian since before we started training.
As I walk over to our bags, I see Dami sitting there unwrapping his hands.
I walk over to him, "I can relate." Is all I say.
"Wh-what?" He asks obviously confused.
"You said you feel like you need to prove something anything to yourself. I feel the same." I spoke softly but, loud enough so he can hear me.
His eyes soften. "I'm sorry." He whispered.
"It's okay," my reply. I sit down beside him and wrap my arms around him in a side hug. I pull back and give him a kiss on the cheek.
"We better get changed out of our sweaty gym cloths." I say as we both stand up.
"Yeah," he gave a small chuckle, pick up our bags we made our way towards the change rooms.
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(Damian's P.O.V.)
I am waiting outside the change rooms for Jas.
I just finish changing, I am wearing a dark green long sleeve fitted shirt with black jeans and sneakers. I have my dark green backpack slung over 1 shoulder.
Suddenly Jas walks out. She is stunning. Wearing white skinny jeans like she was yesterday (she probably washed them over night) a tight long sleeve black shirt with a white wolf on it, it fit her perfectly, snuggling into her curves, I mean it was beauty, her small waste without a fat chest. She was also wearing black lace up combat boots with a white wolf face on the outside of each shoe. She also had her black hair in a long braid ending at her but. And her signature black duffle bag slum across 1 shoulder.
"Shall we go Ms Quest?" I ask with a fake English accent, bowing while stretching out my bent arm while my black bangs fell into my eyes.
"Why yes, I think we shall Mr Wayne." She answer while giggling with a posh tone in her voice and taking my arm.
I instantly snap my self back up. "Please don't call me Mr Wayne. Mr Wayne is my father. I'm Damian."
"OK Dami." She said. I couldn't stay upset with her. Okay I'll admit it.
I MIGHT have a small crush on Jas. Small.
We walk out the front of the gym, Jas still holding my arm.
"Oh my assassin!" She suddenly let go and covered her mouth with both hands.
Instantly think the worse I try to stay calm but, really, I'm panicking on the inside. "What's wrong?! Are you okay?!"
"I completely forgot!" She gasps.
"Forgot? What did you forget?" I ask assuming the worst.
I can tell she is hesitating to tell me. "I have a shift at work! In 10 minutes. If I miss this shift I won't get my pay. Then I won't be able to pay the rent! Then I'll get kicked out! Then I'll have to live in the streets! Then I'll have to drop out of school! Then-"
I cut her off by saying "I can drive you."
I can tell it startles her, "a-are you sure?" She asks hurriedly.
"Yeah, Pennyworth's already here. Come on," I open the car door for her and she hops in.
"Where to Miss Quest?" Pennyworth asks politely as I get in the car and shut the door.
"Ed's Engineering Garage." She states.
Pennyworth seems shocked at first but replies "Alrighty." He starts the car. And Pennyworth Asks a question as we're driving. "Are you seeing a family member of some sort?"
"Uh, no. I work there. As one of the main engineers." She answers as if every girl in the world willingly put on a jumpsuit and worked with mechanics and grease and oil.
Pennyworth looked astonished but kept his eyes on the road. "We are here." Pennyworth pulled up in front of a garage/shop building.
"This is my stop! Thanks guys!" Jas says as she gets out of the car.
"Bye" I say.
"Bye Dami, Bye Alfred." She says as she shuts the door and walks off into the shop.
"'Dami'? Master Damian?" Pennyworth questions. I don't respond, trying to hide my blush.
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Later that night at about 10pm, I get a call on my cell. I answer.
"Hello? Damian Wayne speaking. Who is this?"
"Hey Dami! It's me." Jas.
"Oh, hey! How are you? Why are you calling. I didn't know you had a phone."
"I'm good. Tired. Just finished work. And I don't have a phone. I'm using the phone outside my apartment building, you know, the building you dropped me off at yesterday. I was just calling to say thanks. You saved me my job. You're a life saver. Thanks."
"No problem. I-"
"I have to go. The phone is nearly dead, and I don't have anymore money. See you at school tomorrow."
"Yeah see ya Jas. Keep Safe." the line went dead as soon as I finished talking.
I slowly fell asleep think of Jasmine and how I can't wait for Saturday.
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Hey! I just wanted to say I'm sorry for taking so long to update. I'm actually writing 2 books. My other one is one Fanfiction.net. Bye! See Ya next update!