Dick’s POV:

I was just finish when Alfred came in the gym. “Young master, I forgot to say that a friend, a girl, of yours is waiting in your room.” I wiped the sweat of my forehead. “How long is my friend in my room?” Alfred looked ashamed. “Almost for 20 minutes. I’m sorry.” I fast put my towel on my mouth to hide my smile. Alfred normally doesn’t forget such things. “It’s alright Alfred. I will see what she is doing the whole time.” While I was walking to my room, I was thinking who the girl could be. Alfred would not let anybody in my room. So it had to be Barbra oder Rachel. But who it will be, needs to wait. I smell awful. I opened the door to my room. I stepped inside. My bedroom was empty. There was no one. Did Alfred lie to me? No, Alfred would never do that. Suddenly a scream filled the room. I changed my position so I could fight the moment I saw someone. Then from the corner of my eyes I saw something Bewegen at my bed. Rachel’s brown hair came up. Dick: “What are Du doing in my bed?” I walked towards her, letting my body relax. Rachel turned her head. For a moment she looked confused, but she changed the moment she saw me. “Well, good morning to Du too.” She sagte with a sleepy voice. I smiled. “Sorry, good morning. Did Du sleep well in my bed?” she smiled back. “Yes, I slept great. Thank you.” Dick: “So why are Du here?” Rachel: “Because I haven’t seen Du for 3 weeks. Where have Du been?” With an evil smile I took my t-shirt off and threw it in her face. She failed at catching it. “As Du can smell, I really need to take a shower. So Du need to wait.” I turned around and walked in to the bathroom. Before I closed the door I saw Rachel turning red.

Rachel’s POV:

Dick closed the door. I was yelling in my mind, but I couldn’t Bewegen with my body. One thought controlled my mind. Dick is a dead dropper. (Dead dropper: A boy who can give a smile that will kill everyone and who can do something that will make your herz stop beating.) I played the scene in my mind over and over. Dick’s evil smile while he pulled his t-shirt off. I looked at the bathroom door. I wonder if he is like that with all girls. Quickly I took a kissen and hit it in my face. What was I thinking?! What am I thinking?! I stopped. A memory crept in. Audrey and I were sitting on my bed. It was months ago, when this happened. We were talking about boys. Rachel: “So, what do Du think of Dick Grayson?” I smiled at Audrey. I knew she what she would say. Boys’ with black hair, blue eyes, muscles and brains were her weak spot. She raised her eyebrows. “He is Mehr your type.” I laughed: “No, he is not. He looks like an asshole to me.” Audrey: “Have Du ever met him.” “No.” “Who always says not to look at some ones face? But at someone’s heart.” Rachel: “You have made your point clear. But still, I don’t think I would fall in Liebe with him.” Audrey laughed. “If Du would become Friends with him it will only take a couple weeks before Du fall in love.” Back in the present I was staring at the ceiling. Audrey was most of the times right. But… who would fall in Liebe with Dick? I mean. He is nice, funny, handsome, smart and strong. I silently laughed. Anyone would fall in Liebe with him. But it’s like Dick is not complete. Like it’s just a façade. I know he has secrets. Everyone has secrets. But I don’t want to fall in Liebe with a façade. If I would fall for Dick. Then I want to Liebe everything about him.

Dick’s POV:

Rachel: “So what did Du do for 2 weeks?” I sighed “I told Du I went to school, I helped Bruce and I have been training.” She gave me a look that said: Do I look like a moron? I raised my hands in innocence “You don’t need to believe me. I’m only telling the truth” It wasn’t the complete truth. But it was not like I could tell her. Rachel, I have been fighting bad guys. And did I forgot to tell Du I’m Robin? Rachel laugh filled the room. “Alright, I believe you. If Du didn’t had those blue eyes.” I put my hands beside her head and looked at her. “What did Du just say?” She turned red. “Don’t act like Du didn’t hear it.” I laughed. And as reaction she hit me with a pillow. Rachel smiled and began to stand up: “I challenge Du for a duel.” I reached for a pillow, while saying: “Are Du sure to challenge the king of kissen fights?” Bam! Again I was hit Von a pillow. “Now your dead.” And I jumped on the bett and began to hit her with my pillow. It has been a while that I had this much fun.