Who: Terry and Sayuri What: Awkward meeting? Where: Wayne Manor When: Late evening Rating: TBA
It was five am. She had a history test at nine. She had three hours left to sleep and then there was getting ready for classes and breakfast with two hundred and fifty tired teenage girls, herself included in that group. She supposed that half an hour that could have been devoted to sleep would be spent in the shower so that she wouldn’t have to walk into a crowded bathroom directly after waking up from the little rest that she would get. Her roommate and best friend of nine years slept like a rock and never fluttered an eyelid when she came back into the room. It would be silent, a severe contrast to the city she’d just left behind.
Only there wasn’t any silence. It was loud, filled with the noises of cars and shouts and thousands of other things that faded and pulsed. The scents and the sounds of home immediately rushed over her, overpowering anything else that might have been there. There was no friend sprawled out on her back, a spotted stuffed rabbit at the corner of her bed, a poster hung above her head. There were no lavender bed sheets and no doll on the dresser, a gift from her mother that she couldn’t leave behind.
The library was almost how she remembered it and would have been spot on if the computers hadn’t been outdated. Her fingers trembled when she typed but she willed herself still and tried not to dwell on the fear and the confusion. She was supposed to be safe. School was meant to be a safe place. Maybe it was her fault; her fault for dragging Robin with her when she wasn’t supposed to. Her parents had sent her off to go to classes and to sit in little café’s in town with her friends, to giggle about boys late at night.
Not to masquerade as a superhero.
She followed the butler who answered the door through the manor that she knew so well. Her father was in there and yet, Sayuri was not comforted by that thought. He didn’t know her. He was too young, only three years older than her. And knowing her father, he would want to run in the other direction. She would confuse him.