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Kid Lantern	By : JessieMundaiFan Category: DC Verse Cartoons > Young Justice Views: 2074 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: This is a fan-made story I do not own Young Justice. If I did own Young Justice do you think I would be writing stories about it?
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(Darren's POV)
"We'll be at our new house in about ten minutes," mom told me.
I hm'd in acknowledgment as I continued to sketch what I dreamt last night.
I wonder how long we were going stay here, I wondered to myself.
I love my mother to death. She is one of the most talented and smartest lawyers you will ever meet. I am honestly under the impression that there isn't anything she can't do, except find a good man. Practically every guy she dates is either a player or an asshole. From the start of the relationship anyone with common sense can tell that it wasn't going to work out, but will she listen to anyone that tells her that?
Nope, not at all.
And the messed up thing about that is, every time she gets her heart broken by some jerk, she move us away from the state we were living in. Mom calls it relocation recovery.
I strongly disagree with her.
This year we have moved a total of four times in the last two months. I don't even bother making friends in school because I know that eventually I'll have to pack up and leave soon. No sense in making connections with people when you won't be around them for long.
Breaking me out of my thoughts, I felt something shaking my shoulder. I looked up from my picture to see my mom eyeing me in amusement.
"We're here silly," she giggled, "you're always in your own world all the time."
I rolled my eyes jokingly and got out of the car.
I saw that we had arrived at a beautiful two story house. The stark white color of its interior really complimented the small little trees and shrubs at the front of the lawn. Up top were two balconies' that looked like something from an old castle. The windows had a unique looking diamond pattern on them that really awed me.
The place had an old but timely look to it that I couldn't help but appreciate.
"What do you think," mom sighed looking at the house proudly.
"It looks great mom," I nodded in acceptance.
She ran her hand through my brown smooth hair. Mom loves my hair, because she says that's the only thing I got from her. My eyes, face, and mannerisms she claims came from my dad. I wouldn't know because I never met before. I've never even been shown a picture of him.
"I'm glad you like it," she told me happily, "now go inside and pick out your rooms."
I smiled at her brightly, the first time I smiled during this whole move. I'm so grateful that she supports my love of art and makes sure that I have my own art studio every time she moves us.
Grabbing my bags, I opened the door to my new house and flew up stairs to pick out some rooms. I tried every one until I found a great set of rooms at the end of a hall. They both had sliding doors which connected the two of them together which was perfect for me. Content with this decision, I set all my stuff down.
Mom popped her head through one of the doors.
"That took less time than it usually does," she smirked at me, "usually it takes you about an hour to decide on some rooms."
I looked down blushing.
It's not my fault I'm so picky.
Mom looked down at her watch. "The movers might be a little late due to the traffic. Why don't you just unpack what you have and relax?"
I nodded and started to set up my work place. As soon as I heard her fleeting footsteps I threw down all my stuff, and took out my sketch pad.
I can organize my stuff later, I reassured myself as I went down the stairs and out onto the front lawn.
Making sure I got in a good spot so I can see the house in its entirety, I sat down Indian style and started drawing my new house furiously.
I know this may seem kind of weird but I can't help it. When I see something I really like I have to draw it. I just can't help myself.
I shuddered as I felt a big breeze go past me. Strange, I didn't feel it get any colder.
"I didn't know anybody owned this house," I heard someone say behind me.
Shocked, I turned around to see a boy my age looking down at me curiously.
Where the hell did he come from?
"Um, yeah my mom and I just moved here," I answered.
He gave me a big grin and moved to shake my hand. "Cool, I'm Wally."
I smiled back at him tensely. I was not good with social interaction. Probably because I don't do it much.
I return the hand shake. "Nice to meet you Wally, I'm Darren. Where did you come from?"
Wally gave me a panicked look.
"What, what do you mean," he asked nervously, "do you mean the place I was born, or how am I talking to you now."
I blink at him. "The second one."
"I mean, you just came out of nowhere," I told him, "I know you weren't behind me when I sat down.
"Oh, um," he started to rub the back of his head, "I just sprinted over here. I did something to make my mom really mad at me so I ran off to give her some time to cool down."
"That breeze was you running," I blinked up at him in amazement, "you must be really fast."
Wally blushed lightly and chuckled. "Yeah I guess I am. So what are you doing out here?"
I sheepishly held up my sketch book.
"Just doing a little bit of drawing," I told him shyly.
"Oh," he replied in excitement, "can I see?"
Without waiting for an answer he snatched my sketch book out my hands.
"Wait," I cried standing up to take it back. Wally easily avoided me and continued to analyze my work.
I'm really self-conscious what I drawings. No one has ever looked at them before.
"Hm," he raised both of his eyes brows, "this is really good, like, museum level good."
"T-Thank you," I stammered and moved to take my book back, "now if you don't mind."
"Hey what's this one," he turned my book away from me as he flipped to another page.
Look over his shoulder I saw it was the picture I drew from my dream. The picture was of a planet that definitely wasn't earth. In my dream the planet was purely green with a large symbol in the middle. I myself didn't know what the symbol was exactly but I think it did resemble an hourglass.
Wally grinned at the picture.
"Awesome dude, how did," he stopped as noticed he how close I was to him. He moved closer to me and looked deep into my eyes.
"You look familiar," he narrowed his eyes at me. "Your face is ringing bells in my mind for some reason."
I flinched under the gaze of his powerful green eyes.
"I just moved here," I reminded him nervously.
He just hm'd backing up a little and giving me my sketch book back.
"Thank you," I mumbled hugging it to my chest like a precious baby.
Wally looked me up and down.
"You're a little shy aren't you," he said knowingly.
I chuckled nervously.
"I'm not really use to talking with people," I admitted, "my mom and I move around so much I really don't have time to make friends."
His eyes widened in disbelief.
"Wow that sucks," he rubbed his chin in thought, "how about we be friends?"
"Huh," that was not what I was expecting. I never said I wanted a friend just that I didn't have time for them.
He shrugged at me with a grin. "Sure why not? I don't have to many normal friends it will good to actually have one."
I raised an eyebrow at him. What did he mean by "normal friend?"
"What school are you going to," he asked me.
I tried to remember the name. "I think its North Central High."
"Ha!" I jumped at his loud exclamation. "That's where I go to school!"
"Um," I didn't know what to say to that.
"We should totally be friends," he said excitedly.
I didn't respond. I just looked at him feeling completely lost.
Calming down at my lost look, Wally gaze at me confused.
"What's wrong," he wondered.
I didn't have time to say something back as light bulb seemed to go off in his head as his eyes widened in recognition.
"I know what the problem is," he told assuredly.
"You do," I raised an eyebrow at him. I somehow doubt that he did.
"Yep."
Moving closer to me wrapped an arm around my shoulder pulling me into a one-armed hug. At this point I was able to see how short I was compared to him. I barely reached Wally's shoulder.
He looked down at me with a smirk. "I've had this happen a couple times before and let me just say that you are worthy."
"…What?"
Ignoring me, he continued on. "You are worthy enough to be my friend. Don't let my charm and sexiness intimated you, cause I have no problem hanging out with you. Not all us beautiful people are as stuck up and cocky as the media makes us. Some us, like me, actually enjoy the company of less-than-beautiful-as-us people like you."
A just stared at him wide eyed and slack jawed.
His smirked turned into a smile. "So at school don't pay attention to the people that will look at you weird for having the honor of associating with me. Just remember, I said it was okay and if they have a problem with it they can take it up with me."
He phone suddenly went off. He let me go off me in order to check out the text he got.
"Dammit Robin," he mumbled. Wally gave me another grin.
"I got to take off but I'll see you at school. Remember what I said."
And with that he ran off into the distance.
Meanwhile, I am still standing in the same spot just in awe of what just happened.
"Oh Central City," I sighed to myself.
That was one hell of a welcome.
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