I'm One of A Kind.

I'm Artemis.... But you knew that, didn't you? I'm just a girl trying to create a new life, because everyone deserves their own Wonderland, don't they? Hopefully Iustitia Academy will be mine.

[missartycrock]

11, 13, 15

11. Are you a social or an antisocial person?

Hmm.... I like hanging out with others, but I need time for myself. So, both.

13. Are you good at hiding your feelings?

Already done

15. Do you care if people talk badly about you?

Yes. Especially if it's behind my back, because that's just cowardly. I still don't like it if it's to my face, but it's easier to retaliate and hit them I mean stand up for myself.

[missartycrock]

5 - 10

5. Can you commit to one person?

If I was in a relationship and I wasn't committed to one person, I don't think I could stand the guilt.

6. How do you look right now?

Tired and bored- classes do that to a person.

7. What exactly are you wearing right now?

My uniform (that stupid plaid skirt that's too short, long socks, black slip-on shoes, shirt, tie and blazer) with my hair pulled back.

8. How often do you listen to music?

Whenever I'm on the computer and/or have access to Pandora. 

9. Do you wear jeans or sweats more?

Sweats- jeans aren't comfortable enough for lounging around.

10. Do you think your life will change dramatically before 2014?

I don't think so?

[missartycrock]

1, 13, and 18

Hi, I don't think we've met before? I'm Artemis.

1. Did you wake up cranky?

Already done

13. Are you good at hiding your feelings?

I'm usually pretty good at it, yeah.

18. Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to?

...It's happened before.

[missartycrock]

1, 4, 6, 16

1. Did you wake up cranky?

As usual, yes. I'm not a morning person.

4. Would you ever smile at a stranger?

Only if they smiled first. I'm pretty weary of strangers.

6. How do you look right now?

Heh. Definitely not attractive, but comfortable- I'm sitting on my bed in sweats eating popcorn and reading.

[missartycrock]

Violate My Privacy.

1. Did you wake up cranky?

2. Would you date an 18-year-old at the age you are now?

3. Do you prefer to be friends with girls or boys?

4. Would you ever smile at a stranger?

5. Can you commit to one person?

6. How do you look right now?

7. What exactly are you wearing right now?

8. How often do you listen to music?

9. Do you wear jeans or sweats more?

10. Do you think your life will change dramatically before 2014?

11. Are you a social or an antisocial person?

12. If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say?

13. Are you good at hiding your feelings?

14. Can you drive a stick shift?

15. Do you care if people talk badly about you?

16. Are you going out of town soon?

17. When was the last time you cried?

18. Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to?

19. If you could change your eye color, would you?

20. Name something you have to do tomorrow?

21. Name something you dislike about the day you’re having.

22. Have you ever liked one of your best friends of the opposite sex?

23. Are you nice to everyone?

24. What are you sitting on right now?

25. Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat?

26. Have you ever wanted someone you couldn’t have?

27. Who was the last person you talked to before you went to bed last night?

28. Do you get a lot of colds?

29. Have your pants ever fallen down in public?

30. Does anyone hate you?

31. Do you have someone of the opposite sex you can tell everything to?

32. Do you like watching scary movies?

33. Are you a jealous person?

34. If you had to delete one year of your life completely, which would it be?

35. Did you have a dream last night?

36. Is there anyone you can tell EVERYTHING to?

37. Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years?

38. Do you think someone has feelings for you?

39. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now?

40. Did you have a good day yesterday?

41. Think back 2 months ago; were you in a relationship?

42. Is your life anything like it was two years ago?

43. If the person you wish to be with were with you, what would you be doing right now?

44. What’s the best part about school?

45. Do you have any pictures on your Facebook?

46. Do you ever pass notes to your friends in school?

47. Do you replay things that have happened in your head?

48. Were you single over the last summer?

49. What are you supposed to be doing right now?

50. Don’t tell me lies, is the last person you texted attractive?

SEND ME NUMBERS AND I WILL ANSWER.

[missartycrock]

OOC

Ohmygosh I'm so sorry guys I've been inactive for so long!!! I know I owe a reply to Dick and Jade (?) and Raquel (?) Anyone else?

[missartycrock]

Artemis was bored. She had finished all of her homework an hour ago, when she had decided to leave her room and go for a walk- it was only eight o'clock, and someone had to be doing something. Since then, she had been all over this blessed school- the cafeteria, outside, up and down every single blessed hallway, to the library, and still she had found nothing interesting to do. Once again, she found herself in the lounge area near the rooms. Slumping down onto one of the couches, she contemplated her options, but came up blank.

She moved into a more comfortable position on the couch, nearly lying down. Absently, she turned on the TV, even though she knew there was nothing good on. She half-watched a show about a vampire clan or something, and let her eyes close for a brief second. Next thing she knew, someone was shaking her awake.

[missartycrock]

Candids

[amazingflyinggrayson-deactivate]

He nodded his thanks as the girl complimented him. “Can I see the picture?” he asked, bouncing on the balls of his feet when she mentioned getting the picture.  He shot her a pleading look, raising his eyebrows to try to look as innocent and worthy of seeing the picture a possible.

"I’m Dick Grayson," he said in way of greeting. "Nice to meet you, Artemis." He suddenly froze, gaping at the girl for a moment, and then started talking again just as fast. "Oh, Artemis! Wally’s told me a lot about you. You’re classmates, right?" he said, talking quickly to try and keep up with his rapidly running thoughts. So, this was the girl Wally always talked about. He grinned at Artemis again, but there was a cunning twinkle in his eyes as well.

[missartycrock]

Artemis studied the picture for a moment. He seemed to fly in the air like a little bird. The blonde chuckled when she noticed his face scrunched up in concentration. Grinning, she said, “Sure,” and briefly flashed him the picture before withdrawing it. Smirking, she added, “You saw it.”

Despite herself, the blonde snorted. “Your name’s really Dick?” she asked. “Um, yeah. I guess that’s me. As far as I know, I’m the only Artemis around here. Now, dicks, on the other hand….” She laughed, then glanced over at him. “Sorry, I’m being a jerk. You probably get that a lot.”

[amazingflyinggrayson-deactivate]

"Hey," he pouted as Artemis only let him see the quickest flash of the picture. "That did not count as seeing it.”

He laughed even as he rolled his eyes. “Well, it’s better than being called Richard,” he said, wrinkling his nose. “That just sounds so stuffy, you know? I do get it a lot, though,” he admitted, chuckling again.

[missartycrock]

Laughing, Artemis handed him the camera. “Happy? Now you can see what your concentrating face looks like.” It was true- Dick’s frown in the picture greatly contrasted the dark-haired boy’s usual grin. His face was scrunched up, and his eyebrows were furrowed in concentration. 

"Yeah, that’s true. You definitely don’t strike me as a Richard." Changing the conversation back to something that caught her interest, she said casually, "So, you said you know Wally. Are you guys friends from home, or did you just meet here?"

[amazingflyinggrayson-deactivate]

Dick eyed the picture critically, eyes flicking over his form to make sure everything was in the right position before he settled on looking at his face. He laughed. “Of course I was concentrating,” he said, passing the camera back to Artemis. “My mind had to be completely focused to make sure I didn’t mess up.” He nodded knowingly. “Otherwise I would have been decentrating.”

He scratched his head as he thought. “Well, we met here, sort of,” he laughed slightly. “My father is friends with Wally’s uncle Barry so we’d have play dates or whatever when we were little.” He grinned. “I guess we’ve been friends ever since.”

[missartycrock]

"You might have been what?" Artemis asked, confused. Maybe she had misheard him or something. Moving past it, she continued.

"Oh, I see," Artemis said. "That's cool. So you guys must be pretty close, then, right? Growing up together and all?" She paused, realizing something. "Barry.... The science teacher? He's Wally's uncle?" It did make sense. That would be where Wally got his love of science. "Who's your dad, then?"

[missartycrock]

Candids

[missartycrock]

“Okay, Mr. Sure-of-Himself,” Artemis teased. Watching the other kid limp off the mat, she worried for a second about the dark-haired boy. The blonde didn’t want him to hurt himself trying to do some fancy move for the yearbook. Although, falling might wipe that seemingly permanent smirk off of his face.

As he moved toward the mat, she raised her camera, reminding him of the stakes. He began to sprint, and she hovered her finger over the camera, waiting for the right moment. It came when he was in the air, twisting his body before he landed. Thankfully, she snapped the picture at the right time, and when he turned to her with his smirk once more in place, she nodded, impressed.

“Nice trick, kid,” she told him. “I got the picture, too.” She passed the camera over to him. “My name’s Artemis, by the way.”

[amazingflyinggrayson-deactivate]

He nodded his thanks as the girl complimented him. “Can I see the picture?” he asked, bouncing on the balls of his feet when she mentioned getting the picture.  He shot her a pleading look, raising his eyebrows to try to look as innocent and worthy of seeing the picture a possible.

"I’m Dick Grayson," he said in way of greeting. "Nice to meet you, Artemis." He suddenly froze, gaping at the girl for a moment, and then started talking again just as fast. "Oh, Artemis! Wally’s told me a lot about you. You’re classmates, right?" he said, talking quickly to try and keep up with his rapidly running thoughts. So, this was the girl Wally always talked about. He grinned at Artemis again, but there was a cunning twinkle in his eyes as well.

[missartycrock]

Artemis studied the picture for a moment. He seemed to fly in the air like a little bird. The blonde chuckled when she noticed his face scrunched up in concentration. Grinning, she said, “Sure,” and briefly flashed him the picture before withdrawing it. Smirking, she added, “You saw it.”

Despite herself, the blonde snorted. “Your name’s really Dick?” she asked. “Um, yeah. I guess that’s me. As far as I know, I’m the only Artemis around here. Now, dicks, on the other hand….” She laughed, then glanced over at him. “Sorry, I’m being a jerk. You probably get that a lot.”

[amazingflyinggrayson-deactivate]

"Hey," he pouted as Artemis only let him see the quickest flash of the picture. "That did not count as seeing it.”

He laughed even as he rolled his eyes. “Well, it’s better than being called Richard,” he said, wrinkling his nose. “That just sounds so stuffy, you know? I do get it a lot, though,” he admitted, chuckling again.

[missartycrock]

Laughing, Artemis handed him the camera. "Happy? Now you can see what your concentrating face looks like." It was true- Dick's frown in the picture greatly contrasted the dark-haired boy's usual grin. His face was scrunched up, and his eyebrows were furrowed in concentration. 

"Yeah, that's true. You definitely don't strike me as a Richard." Changing the conversation back to something that caught her interest, she said casually, "So, you said you know Wally. Are you guys friends from home, or did you just meet here?"

[missartycrock]

Candids

[missartycrock]

"Not a problem," Artemis smiled. She followed the boy’s gaze to the person currently on the runway, and grimaced when the landing wasn’t as expected. 

The blonde smirked at his expression. “Maybe I will. But it has to be picture-worthy, of course.” Motioning with her hands for him to go she said, “Right this way, Mr. Gymnast. And don’t worry, this picture will only be seen by the whole school, so no pressure.” Artemis smirked at him. The kid seemed a little cocky, so why not bust his chops a little?

[amazingflyinggrayson-deactivate]

"It’ll be picture worthy," Dick said confidently even as he shot a worried look at the person who had just landed. The other gymnast hobbled off to the side and Dick hesitated for a moment until Ms. Prince went over to check on them.

He nodded his head in thanks to Artemis, turning it into a slight bow as he walked onto the runway, smirking. He tilted his head to the side, thinking about what to do before taking off down the mats at a sprint, heading to the springboard.

Before reaching the springboard, he tumbled into a round-off, hands replacing feet as he spun forward, landing facing back down the runway, feet together on the springboard. With the power of his landing, Dick was propelled into the air, doing a backflip so his hands flicked the vault. Pushing off the vault, Dick pitched himself into the air, doing an almost lazy flip, adding a twist in for extra spin. He landed solidly on the mat, feet together, arms spread to either side, grinning a cocky yet satisfied smile on his face.

[missartycrock]

“Okay, Mr. Sure-of-Himself,” Artemis teased. Watching the other kid limp off the mat, she worried for a second about the dark-haired boy. The blonde didn’t want him to hurt himself trying to do some fancy move for the yearbook. Although, falling might wipe that seemingly permanent smirk off of his face.

As he moved toward the mat, she raised her camera, reminding him of the stakes. He began to sprint, and she hovered her finger over the camera, waiting for the right moment. It came when he was in the air, twisting his body before he landed. Thankfully, she snapped the picture at the right time, and when he turned to her with his smirk once more in place, she nodded, impressed.

“Nice trick, kid,” she told him. “I got the picture, too.” She passed the camera over to him. “My name’s Artemis, by the way.”

[amazingflyinggrayson-deactivate]

He nodded his thanks as the girl complimented him. “Can I see the picture?” he asked, bouncing on the balls of his feet when she mentioned getting the picture.  He shot her a pleading look, raising his eyebrows to try to look as innocent and worthy of seeing the picture a possible.

"I’m Dick Grayson," he said in way of greeting. "Nice to meet you, Artemis." He suddenly froze, gaping at the girl for a moment, and then started talking again just as fast. "Oh, Artemis! Wally’s told me a lot about you. You’re classmates, right?" he said, talking quickly to try and keep up with his rapidly running thoughts. So, this was the girl Wally always talked about. He grinned at Artemis again, but there was a cunning twinkle in his eyes as well.

[missartycrock]

Artemis studied the picture for a moment. He seemed to fly in the air like a little bird. The blonde chuckled when she noticed his face scrunched up in concentration. Grinning, she said, "Sure," and briefly flashed him the picture before withdrawing it. Smirking, she added, "You saw it."

Despite herself, the blonde snorted. "Your name's really Dick?" she asked. "Um, yeah. I guess that's me. As far as I know, I'm the only Artemis around here. Now, dicks, on the other hand...." She laughed, then glanced over at him. "Sorry, I'm being a jerk. You probably get that a lot."

[missartycrock]

Candids

[amazingflyinggrayson-deactivate]

He arched an eyebrow, something he had learned from Alfred, as he tried to look imposing, but he couldn’t help but smirk as he watched the girl taking pictures. Probably from yearbook, he thought, arms crossed in front of his chest. He would need to get back to practice soon or Miss Prince would ask him why he wasn’t working, which was never a pleasant question to try and answer.

Fortunately, or unfortunately, that’s when the girl turned to look at him and then he really couldn’t help but smile. “It’s not a problem,” he said, tilting his head. “Sorry I’m not doing anything interesting right now, just waiting for my turn on the pommel horse.” Dick nodded to the runway which lead to the vault. The person was currently trying to stick their landing. Trying being the keyword.

He winced sympathetically as the person stumbled slightly before turning back to the girl, grinning. “You can take a picture of me, if you want,” he said, lifting his chin with an “I dare you” look. “My turn’s up.”

[missartycrock]

"Not a problem," Artemis smiled. She followed the boy’s gaze to the person currently on the runway, and grimaced when the landing wasn’t as expected. 

The blonde smirked at his expression. “Maybe I will. But it has to be picture-worthy, of course.” Motioning with her hands for him to go she said, “Right this way, Mr. Gymnast. And don’t worry, this picture will only be seen by the whole school, so no pressure.” Artemis smirked at him. The kid seemed a little cocky, so why not bust his chops a little?

[amazingflyinggrayson-deactivate]

"It’ll be picture worthy," Dick said confidently even as he shot a worried look at the person who had just landed. The other gymnast hobbled off to the side and Dick hesitated for a moment until Ms. Prince went over to check on them.

He nodded his head in thanks to Artemis, turning it into a slight bow as he walked onto the runway, smirking. He tilted his head to the side, thinking about what to do before taking off down the mats at a sprint, heading to the springboard.

Before reaching the springboard, he tumbled into a round-off, hands replacing feet as he spun forward, landing facing back down the runway, feet together on the springboard. With the power of his landing, Dick was propelled into the air, doing a backflip so his hands flicked the vault. Pushing off the vault, Dick pitched himself into the air, doing an almost lazy flip, adding a twist in for extra spin. He landed solidly on the mat, feet together, arms spread to either side, grinning a cocky yet satisfied smile on his face.

[missartycrock]

“Okay, Mr. Sure-of-Himself,” Artemis teased. Watching the other kid limp off the mat, she worried for a second about the dark-haired boy. The blonde didn’t want him to hurt himself trying to do some fancy move for the yearbook. Although, falling might wipe that seemingly permanent smirk off of his face.

As he moved toward the mat, she raised her camera, reminding him of the stakes. He began to sprint, and she hovered her finger over the camera, waiting for the right moment. It came when he was in the air, twisting his body before he landed. Thankfully, she snapped the picture at the right time, and when he turned to her with his smirk once more in place, she nodded, impressed.

“Nice trick, kid,” she told him. “I got the picture, too.” She passed the camera over to him. "My name's Artemis, by the way."

[not-burnie-deactivated20140804]

Okay so SOPA is back, guys. This time it’s trying to make streaming copyrighted material a felony. Do you know what that means? It means you can be charged and even do jail time for

Making fanart

Covering a song

If there’s a song on on the background of a video, it still counts

Writing fanfiction 

There’s a petition to stop it from happening, and it still needs 82,000 signatures so please sign it here

[likethechesirecat-deactivated20]

Well, Hello

[missartycrock]

  Artemis nodded thoughtfully, imagining her sister making her way in Gotham. The way she talked about the apartment wasn’t bad, but she had a feeling Jade was sugar-coating it. Her tough-as-nails sister wouldn’t give anything away, though, and Artemis knew her well enough not to press too much.

Rolling her eyes at Jade’s comment, the blonde answered, “You don’t even have to call her. You could just write her a letter saying you’re alive and okay.” Pausing, she added, “She’s not mad at you for leaving. You were really running away from Dad, and she’s not going to blame you for that. So don’t worry, and just start out small and see where it leads.” 

[likethechesirecat-deactivated20]

 ”Writing a letter? Seems sorta old fashioned.” But still way less awkward than calling her mom. Maybe an email would do.”Okay, I will. Maybe.” Jade rested her head against a box. Her mother wasn’t mad at her. She’d always assumed that they were. 

  “So what about you? How did you get to the prestigious Iustitia Academy?” Jade didn’t know how she herself had landed a spot at the academy, but she knew it had nothing to do with her intelligence. Jade was street smart, not book smart. Living on her own meant that she couldn’t have a normal education. Maybe it was her martial arts skills. Maybe they were looking for a delinquent to reform. Although Jade hated being a charity case, they had offered her a place to stay and food to eat in a hard time.

[missartycrock]

"Would you rather call her?" Artemis asked, knowing the answer would be no. Shrugging, she asked, “What’s wrong with a little old fashioned now and then?" She didn’t argue the maybe, hoping it would be a ‘yes’. It probably would be. Artemis knew her sister wanted to get back in touch with her mom, and she was plenty brave- hopefully brave enough to talk to her mom after so many years. 

"I actually got an archery scholarship. Guess did Dad did one thing right, at least." She paused, realizing what she just said. Moving past it, she added, “Ollie was scouting a competition in Gotham and I was practicing at the same time. He recruited me instead of all those rich kids." The blonde couldn’t help but boast a little.

[likethechesirecat-deactivated20]

 ”Nah.” Jade wasn’t ready for a phone call. She rubbed the back of her neck. “And really? That’s why you’re here? I should come to one of your archery competitions sometime. Maybe check out the team.” She had known that her sister was good with the bow and arrow, but she didn’t think it would win her a scholarship.

  Jade sighed. “Do you want to go somewhere sometime? We have to catch up someday. You know, if we can find a place to go.”

[missartycrock]

"Yup," Artemis said, popping her lip on the 'p'. "Yeah, you should. I'd like that. Maybe I could go to one of your martial arts competitions, too." 

The blonde smiled, letting a small amount of the joy she felt inside leak out. Talking to her sister was... nice. She never thought this opportunity would come again and when Jade proposed doing something else together, Artemis jumped at the chance. "Yeah, that sounds great. And there's plenty of places to go in town. We could always walk around the little shops and find somewhere to eat."

[missartycrock]

Meeting the Roommate

[missartycrock]

Artemis nodded when Raquel told her where she was from. Realizing that her roommate couldn’t see a nod, she said, “Oh, okay. Do you miss it much?” The blonde moved over to her desk, textbooks in hand, and plopped them down creating a loud thud!

She glanced apologetically over at her roommate and said a brief “Sorry,” before answering her question. “I’m from Gotham.”

[seethelight-rp-blog]

Raquel paused to ponder that thought.  Did she miss Dakota?  It wasn’t exactly the best place ever.  Back home she was that poor girl surrounded by students that didn’t care whether they learned anything in school or yet. It was always difficult for her to concentrate in class because of their goofing off.  Then again, there were her friends, her grandmother, and her English teacher.  ”Yeah, I do,” she finally decided, turning to face the blonde.

"I’ve always wanted to visit Gotham," Raquel said, smiling at the blonde, before asking, "What’s it like there?"  The teen had only ever seen the city in books and on the news.  She had only heard about the bad stuff, but surely there was at least some good there.  It was like her home, in a way.  Everyone only heard about what went wrong, and not enough about all the people that do what’s right.

[missartycrock]

Artemis chuckled darkly. "It depends on where you go in Gotham. Some parts are really nice, but most of the city is in pretty rough shape. I guess that's how it is in any city, though. What's Dakota City like?"

Finished with storing her books, the blonde plopped herself down on her now-clean bed. "So, what do you like to do?"

[missartycrock]

OOC:

I'm leaving tomorrow morning for a trip and I'll try and reply but no guarantees cause I won't get back until like 10 each night and I'll be exhausted. But I promise I'll do replies when I get back (probably the 22nd)

(if you reply to me tonight I'll try and get to it before I leave tomorrow morning)

[likethechesirecat-deactivated20]

Well, Hello

[missartycrock]

  “Yeah, you probably should. I’m sure she misses you.” Artemis’ face lightened at Jade’s suggestion. Knowing that her daughter was okay would definitely put a smile on Paula Crock’s face. Sighing, she answered Jade’s question. “Not anymore. But up until six months ago when Mom got out of rehab, yeah, I was. There was no other place to go. And someone had to be there when Mom got out.”

Jade liked to say how it was every girl for herself in their family, but it didn’t have to be that way. Artemis knew from constantly writing letters to her mother, and especially from living with her, that they could rely on each other. Jade just had to figure that out for herself. Breaching the subject hesitantly, she asked, “So… Where have you been?”

[likethechesirecat-deactivated20]

 ”Places.” Jade never stayed in one spot for long, always moving from place to place. “I stayed at this crappy apartment for a year. Just outside of Gotham. It was horrible, but the rent was cheap.” And by cheap, she meant free. She was pretty sure it was abandoned, and she snuck in through the window every night. In the day, she worked to eat, although she could never keep a job and stole most of the things she needed.

 ”So..” how exactly would I get back in touch with Mom? Just call her up and say, ‘Hey, remember me? The daughter who ran away years ago? Well I’m back and I want to know how you’ve been?” Like that would work.

[missartycrock]

Artemis nodded thoughtfully, imagining her sister making her way in Gotham. The way she talked about the apartment wasn’t bad, but she had a feeling Jade was sugar-coating it. Her tough-as-nails sister wouldn’t give anything away, though, and Artemis knew her well enough not to press too much.

Rolling her eyes at Jade’s comment, the blonde answered, “You don’t even have to call her. You could just write her a letter saying you’re alive and okay." Pausing, she added, “She’s not mad at you for leaving. You were really running away from Dad, and she’s not going to blame you for that. So don’t worry, and just start out small and see where it leads." 

[likethechesirecat-deactivated20]

 "Writing a letter? Seems sorta old fashioned." But still way less awkward than calling her mom. Maybe an email would do."Okay, I will. Maybe." Jade rested her head against a box. Her mother wasn’t mad at her. She’d always assumed that they were. 

  “So what about you? How did you get to the prestigious Iustitia Academy?" Jade didn’t know how she herself had landed a spot at the academy, but she knew it had nothing to do with her intelligence. Jade was street smart, not book smart. Living on her own meant that she couldn’t have a normal education. Maybe it was her martial arts skills. Maybe they were looking for a delinquent to reform. Although Jade hated being a charity case, they had offered her a place to stay and food to eat in a hard time.

[missartycrock]

"Would you rather call her?" Artemis asked, knowing the answer would be no. Shrugging, she asked, "What's wrong with a little old fashioned now and then?" She didn't argue the maybe, hoping it would be a 'yes'. It probably would be. Artemis knew her sister wanted to get back in touch with her mom, and she was plenty brave- hopefully brave enough to talk to her mom after so many years. 

"I actually got an archery scholarship. Guess did Dad did one thing right, at least." She paused, realizing what she just said. Moving past it, she added, "Ollie was scouting a competition in Gotham and I was practicing at the same time. He recruited me instead of all those rich kids." The blonde couldn't help but boast a little.

[missartycrock]

Candids

Artemis walked into the gymnasium, trying to blend in as much as possible. She wanted to get as many candid shots of the gymnastics team as possible before being noticed. She saw Megan on the floor, and quickly snapped a photo before being noticed by her friend. 

Making her way around the gym, she noticed a particularly athletic gymnast on the uneven bars. She snapped a few photos of him, and turned to look at what she had captured. Deeming all of the photos to be good quality, she looked up and saw the boy staring at her. She gave an awkward wave (because what else were you supposed to do when someone caught you taking pictures of them?). What she really wanted to do was bolt, but she figured she should at least explain why she was taking photos. 

She smiled at him and explained, “I’m on the yearbook committee. That’s why I was taking photos. Sorry if I bothered you."

[amazingflyinggrayson-deactivate]

He arched an eyebrow, something he had learned from Alfred, as he tried to look imposing, but he couldn’t help but smirk as he watched the girl taking pictures. Probably from yearbook, he thought, arms crossed in front of his chest. He would need to get back to practice soon or Miss Prince would ask him why he wasn’t working, which was never a pleasant question to try and answer.

Fortunately, or unfortunately, that’s when the girl turned to look at him and then he really couldn’t help but smile. “It’s not a problem," he said, tilting his head. “Sorry I’m not doing anything interesting right now, just waiting for my turn on the pommel horse." Dick nodded to the runway which lead to the vault. The person was currently trying to stick their landing. Trying being the keyword.

He winced sympathetically as the person stumbled slightly before turning back to the girl, grinning. “You can take a picture of me, if you want," he said, lifting his chin with an “I dare you" look. “My turn’s up."

[missartycrock]

"Not a problem," Artemis smiled. She followed the boy's gaze to the person currently on the runway, and grimaced when the landing wasn't as expected. 

The blonde smirked at his expression. "Maybe I will. But it has to be picture-worthy, of course." Motioning with her hands for him to go she said, "Right this way, Mr. Gymnast. And don't worry, this picture will only be seen by the whole school, so no pressure." Artemis smirked at him. The kid seemed a little cocky, so why not bust his chops a little?