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Throw of the Dice

Chapter One

Monday – 14 days until Prom

There was no question about how cool and popular Wally West was. Only some kids from Gotham Academy could match his height of popularity. Not only did Wally have gorgeous looks, with his red fiery hair and bright green eyes, he also had brains. He stood out the most in science where his interests lay.

Although his friends enjoyed teasing him about being a 'nerd', he never took it to heart. Nowadays it was sexy to be a nerd, so of course he would flaunt it. He was also brilliant in sports, particularly at running. He was their Captain, something the ladies loved talking about.

So Wally had nothing to complain about. The girls threw themselves at him, even some of the teachers flirted mindlessly with him. Plus he had lots of great (although they were total idiots) friends and he had just turned seventeen. And his Uncle had promised him driving lessons soon! He seriously loved his life. Nothing could muck this good feeling...

"Hey, West!" Ah, maybe he'd spoken too soon.

Wally had just exited the changing rooms, his purple and yellow tie wrapped loosely around his neck and his two top buttons undone. He had put on his blazer, but hadn't buttoned it up, which showed off his growing muscles through the thin shirt. His red hair was messy due to his sweating, but his eyes were as bright as ever. Said bright eyes landed on the annoying figure of Roy Harper, the Captain of the Archery club and also Wally's enemy.

Well, maybe enemy was taking it a little far, but he annoyed the hell out of him. Roy was also, typically a red head, but thankfully he had dark blue eyes, so they were never mistaken for being related. He had just turned eighteen, and, in some ways, was really like Wally. The only difference was that he had a rich dad.

Oh, and he had a huge stick up his ass, but Wally wasn't going to get into it.

"What do you want, Harper? I'm really not in the mood..." He muttered as he got his keys for his locker out. While he began to open it a curvy, tall body leaned on the locker next to him. He flashed a grin in the direction of Kory who returned it.

She had always put on far too much fake tan and make up, her skin actually turning slightly orange. She was also a red head, but a completely different shade from Roy and Wally's, and had dark green eyes. All in all, she was hot. And Wally totally wanted to get into her pants. But no, she was on the dark side, and totally off limits. Well, Wally grinned in his head, unless a certain party on Saturday changes anything...

"Hey Wally, how are we feeling?" Kory smiled seductively at him, and Wally couldn't help but return the smile. Stupid rule he had about saving his first time for someone special. Oh well, maybe he could just bend the rules...? Nah, you'll regret it... He told himself sadly.

"We're good, Kory, real good." He winked at her and she giggled at him before going into the arms of Jason Todd. Her boyfriend. Oops. Jason was a hard ass; he would beat him to a pulp. So maybe there would be no action on Saturday. He wanted to pout but the last thing he needed was Roy calling him out for being a 'pouty princess'.

"Hey, eyes up, West, stop looking at my girlfriend's rack." Todd sneered while Wally met his eyes. He looked away quickly, because he had seen the damage to the guys who had disobeyed his orders.

"Aw, leave him alone Jay. West isn't looking for trouble, not even some fun; I heard he is a virgin." Kory and Jason laughed at this while Harper smirked. Wally tried not to go red and but was pretty sure he didn't succeed, because shit, who had told him that?

"Yeah, well I heard you two were going at each other in the changing rooms, but I haven't said anything." Wally smirked back as he began clearing out his locker to find his protein bars. Kory gave out a small giggle while Jason's eyes narrowed. Wally knew he was playing with fire, but it was worth it as long as he didn't get burned.

"Oh shut it, West, you know I'm going at it with Jade Crock. The principal caught us in the rest rooms during break."

"Oh, classy," mocked Wally, rolling his eyes. He was glad he hadn't fallen into the 'man-whore' trap, unlike some people. Yes, he made out with girls, a lot, and not usually the same girls twice. And maybe some of them already had boyfriends, but he really didn't see that being included in the 'man-whore' group.

"Sex isn't meant to be classy, it's stress relief. And at least I'm getting some." Roy grinned as Wally closed his locker and leaned against it. He noticed some of the cheerleaders standing around and watching what was going on, probably hoping for some action.

"Not that I don't love speaking about your love life, Harper, but I'm sure I have better things to do. You know, water some flowers or something..." The cheerleader's gave a giggle at that and he sent them a flirty wink. Harper snorted and crossed him arms, his blue eyes narrowing.

"I'm sure you do. I just saw some posters up in the corridors today about prom, which is in two weeks. Heard some girls moaning about you not asking them yet, and I couldn't believe it! I mean, Wally West, the guy who is usually stuck on a girls lips, hasn't asked one of them out yet? To a night where it's an excuse to get laid? Tell me it's not true." More students had stopped now to listen to Harper's rant, a few jocks and a few of Wally's 'friends'. They all looked interested at what could possibly go down; they all knew Roy was a hot head and Wally wasn't one to back off either.

Wally glared at Harper; so he had overheard some of the girls talking?

So what; it didn't mean it was true... Except from the annoying fact that it was. It wasn't like Wally was afraid of asking any of them, they were all pretty much chucking themselves at his feet. It was just that Wally didn't feel right about asking one of them to prom.

They didn't mean anything to him; they weren't suddenly going to make him feel in love. Not that he wanted to get all mushy, but his Auntie had told him that prom was a special thing in ones teenage years and that it would stick with him for a long time. She also told him it was important that he picked someone he actually wanted to go with, not some girl who he wouldn't see the rest of the night because she was off with another boy.

Wally understood what his Auntie said, and he also wanted that. But all the girls saw him as an item; something to use for a minute before trying out something else. He was usually cool with it, he didn't want to be stuck in a relationship that limited his choices, but on that special night he wanted to hold someone who actually mattered to him. If he was honest, the only woman that mattered that much to him was his Auntie, and no way in hell was he taking her to his prom. But Wally would find someone to fill that spot in the next two weeks... hopefully.

"Yeah, it's true, what's that got to do with you?" Sneered Wally, giving his locker a small kick, as he stood straight and began slowly walking away from the small group. The crowd began to whisper about the new found information while some snickered.

"Oh, nothing to do with me, not really... Just had one question to ask, I can see you're going into a bitchy mood. See you later, West." Roy didn't bother to walk away; he knew West and his stubborn pride would cause him stop and turn around to face him. He wasn't disappointed.

Wally turned around with two raised eyebrows, his green eyes showing curiosity and annoyance. "Firstly, I am not going into a bitchy mood - don't even go there bro - and secondly, what's your question?"

Roy gave him a shark like grin, and Wally felt a trap door closing behind him. Shit, he shouldn't have turned around. "Well, you seem pretty confident for someone who doesn't have a date, and all the girls are getting taken pretty fast. Are you really going to just ask someone when you're in the mood for it?"

Wally felt himself nodding before he actually thought about it. "Course I can, anyone would dump their dates for me, a lot of girls have said they would dump their dates for me. So yeah, I can get anyone. Why? Fancy setting me up?" Some of the girls laughed, while slyly sticking out their chests just a little bit more in his direction. Wally tried not to get distracted but, come on, boobs, loads of them, damn he really just wanted to-

"Yeah, something like that. Let's be real here West; I don't like you, you don't like me, and my biggest dream is to see you completely crushed. And you've yelled at me enough times when you're completely wasted to know that you would love to see me crushed. So, how about a little bet?"

A bet; was Harper serious? Bets were stupid, especially if the stakes were high. And seriously, Wally wasn't in the mood to lose to anyone. And by anyone, he meant Harper. Smirking, annoying Harper, who would make him look like a fool for backing out.

"What is the bet, exactly?" Wally asked carefully, taking in the way the snickering crowd went quiet, the way all eyes flickered between him and Harper. Kory leaned over Harper's shoulders and whispered into his ear; at his nod, she grinned and stood back with Todd. Their eyes met and they gave a quiet laugh. So, the stakes were going to be pretty high.

"This was going to be a small bet, but because you are so confident, I want to raise the stakes. By quite a lot, actually."

"Will you stop jumping around the subject? Those flowers really need to get watered, you know," Wally said, but his humour was lost in his open curiosity.

"Jeez, West, you really do piss me off. Your attitude is getting worse day by day, I hope this brings you down. I mean, you really do believe you can get anyone you want, so I want to see the evidence." Roy gave him a dark grin, making Wally narrow his eyes.

"I don't see what you are getting at, you want proof? You want me to ask a girl out, because I can easily-"

"No, you won't be doing the asking, I will." This made Wally close his mouth with an audible click. Harper was going to ask a girl to go out on a date with him? This was what the bet was gong to be? Wow, that would be so difficult. He could click his fingers and the girls would come running.

Smirking at Harper who still looked smug, his green eyes eagerly scanned the small crowd who were watching. Harper would most likely pick one of these girls, and Wally was pretty sure he had made out with at least a couple of them... Maybe even all of them... Yeah, this wouldn't be difficult at all.

"What's the stakes, Harper?" He asked with confidence, smirking as he heard some of the girls whispering about how brave he was. Oh yes, everything in his life was perfect.

With a quick glance to Todd, who gave him a nod, Harper began explaining. "You might wanna bite your tongue after this, West. Here is the conditions; if you win this bet, I will step down as Captain of the Archery club and quit it." Shocked gasps and whispers rose from the crowd, a gasp of surprise coming from Wally himself.

Okay, this bet was big. Everyone in school could tell how much that club meant to Harper. When he wasn't in class he would always be training, with or without his team. He dedicated all the time and effort he could to that club and also a lot of his fathers money. So making him step down from the title as their Captain and quit the team altogether? That was some big stuff. Wally could already feel the pressure to step up to the mark.

"And if I lose?" Wally dared to ask. The crowd fell quiet as they waited for Harper to speak.

"The same goes for you and your little Running club. If you fail to go out with the person I pick for you, you lose your club, got it?" Wally felt his heart miss a beat at thought of not being apart of the Running club. That club was a very special club to him. His Uncle had been apart of a running club when he had been in high school, and had always encouraged Wally to try it. He ended up loving the club and became a member.

Last year, the club had taken a small tumble and they were nearly cut out of the school budget, Wally had made sure that never happened. He had held a sponsored run for the members and raised enough money to support the club. Shortly after that, he has been promoted to being their Captain, and he loved every minute of it. So being forced to give that up if this bet went down hill? No thanks.

"Yeah, I think I'll pass out on this one. Go bet with someone else, Harper, I'm going home." Wally turned to walk away again, ignoring the murmurs of the crowd and Todd's snicker. Nothing could ever make him give up being the team's Captain...

"And so the badass Wally West walks away before even hearing the full bet. Honestly, I feel like I've been wasting my time. Take this chance to not look like an idiot and hear what I have to say, or go run home crying to your Auntie and Uncle about what a bully I've been."

Wally stopped dead in his tracks, green eyes blazing with annoyance. He didn't go home crying to his Auntie and Uncle. He didn't look like an idiot, and he was very badass when he wanted to be. Harper had just crossed the line so far he couldn't see it any more.

"Okay, tell me what your stupid shitty little bet is and then I'll go, alright Harper?" Wally nearly snarled. He was getting fed up of these little games; he really did want to just go home. He didn't want to have to think about dates, or girls, or Roy freakin' Harper, just the cookies his Auntie would have made for him.

"Alright, since you're so desperate to know. I will pick a date for you that you will take to prom, that must actually want to be there with you and, even though I feel like I'm pushing it, actually like you. And not because you're slightly popular, but because they enjoy your company even if you act like a complete tool. Got it?" Wally was smirking at him before he had finished his speech.

"Let me get this straight; you are asking someone to go with me to prom, stay with me for that couple of hours, and that's it? What's the catch?"

"Oh, there isn't one," Harper said lightly, making Wally frown at him. There had to be a catch... But so far, it sounded pretty good...

"And that's all there is to it?" Wally asked.

"That's it; take it or leave it." Harper gave him that smug look that clearly read, 'If you say no I will not let you live down until we are too old to remember.'

Wally thought about it. The idea of seeing Harper's face when Wally showed up with that lucky girl on prom night would be priceless. The realisation that he had lost and would have to pay dearly was actually overloading his senses. People would really respect Wally then, and no one would bother messing with him.

And hey, if the Archery club failed without Harper, that would mean more money towards the other teams, an example being the Running club. Yes, he could benefit from this a lot, and maybe he would actually get laid from the whole show, so yeah, he was so in.

Something danced across his vision; he caught sight of black hair and a small frame but didn't take notice. It was probably some anti-social goth who believed in vampires.

He looked at Harper's face, but his blue eyes were watching the figure go with a wicked smirk. He closed the distance between himself and West and stuck out his hand.

"What do you say, West; do we have a deal?" With a small, stupid thought at what could go wrong about this bet jumping in his mind, he quickly shook hands with Harper.

"Fine, it's a deal. Get ready to pack away your arrows." Wally grinned. "Now who's the lucky lady?"

"Now, now West, you didn't say it had to be a girl..." Kory and Todd started to laugh as Wally's smug expression changed into pure shock.

"What the hell, Harper? That is not fair! I'm as straight as one of your freakin' arrows! You can't honestly expect me to-"

"Wow, who knew, West was such a homophobe? Gotham Academy takes homophobic behaviour pretty seriously. Are you trying to be offensive?" Roy grinned as the crowd behind him laughed; he had gotten their support. He knew most of the jocks would love the idea of pounding a few fags into the dirt, but he wasn't joking about the school taking serious measures.

"I'm not a bloody homophobe, I totally dig lesbians and girl on girl action, but I'm not a fag! You never said I had to go out with a guy or I would have never agreed to this in the first place!" Wally hissed out, his eyes in slits and he glared at Harper's smirking face. Honestly, he could feel the urge to knock his teeth out coming on...

"You never asked, so it's your own fault. And we shook on it now, we can't go back, unless..." He looked down at Wally, glad for being a few inches taller than the seething red head. "Are you dropping out? Because if that's the case, you'll have to drop out of the Running club right now." Wally gaped at him.

"What? That is too far, Harper-"

"Not my fault you're big headed and think you can get anyone. Won't this be easy for you, West? After all, anyone would drop their dates to go out with you, so why the problems? Just ask the person I pick..."

Wally looked around nervously at that. Who would Harper pick? It better not be a bloody jock, because they wouldn't touch him with a stick. But there was hardly anyone around, so maybe he would get paired with a jock.

Great.

Kory and Todd stood beside Harper, whispering to him. He nodded and gave them both small smiles and laughed when Todd whispered to him again. They bro-fisted each other before Harper once again looked at Wally.

"We've found you the perfect date, West. Trust me, you're really going to love him." The jocks and cheerleaders moved in closer, ready to hear whom Wally would be attempting to date. Wally nearly face-palmed, but he stopped himself.

"Tell me, West, ever seen yourself dating at rich kid?" Wally cocked his head to the side.

"Are you serious? I'm meant to go to prom with you?"Harper shook his head in disgust while Kory giggled at him.

Todd answered his question, "No, you're going to prom with Richard Grayson."

There was silence, then...

Laughter boomed out from the crowd as they began to break apart, laughing as they heard Grayson's name. Wally's face was priceless. He looked like an alien had come down, demanded he got a sex change and shaved his head. He could hardly hear the booming laughter all around him as he focused on the horrible sentence Harper had just said.

No, you're going to prom with Richard Grayson.

Richard Grayson.

Richard Grayson. The kid who had one of the richest dads in Gotham (possibly the richest) and was so unpopular it was a surprise if anyone really knew him. You would think, being rich and all, Grayson would be high up there with himself and others, but this kid gave the definition of 'nerd' a whole new look. He wasn't even in Wally's year, and how old was he? He looked like he was twelve. He was so not about to become a paedophile. He was so not about to become gay for some kid he had most likely helped shove in a locker. Well, this was going to be a fucking nightmare.

"Harper, come on, anyone but him!"

"No, you agreed to let me pick anyone, so I picked him. Grow a pair and deal with it... Or drop out. Your choice." Harper looked straight into his eyes, as if he expecting him to back out. Expected him to give up.

"Thanks, but no thanks Harper; I'll get him to go with me. That should get rid of your stupid, smug look. Now, if you'll excuse me..." He pushed past the remaining three. "I need to go find my new sweetheart." He tried to ignore the laughter he heard from behind, but he couldn't help but feel he just signed his own death certificate. This kid better be easy.

o-O-o

Dick Grayson wasn't having a great day. He was actually beginning to lose count on the amount of times he had been bumped into by stupid jocks or how many times he had nearly been tripped up. He just wanted to go home, dive under his bed covers and hide away from the world. Then text his friends, because they always got crabby if he doesn't sent them at least one text after school.

When he finally got his locker open, he sent a small glare at the pile of books that he had. As helpful as they were, they were a total pain to take home. But he needed to study, and it didn't do him any good if he left them in his locker. And anyway, if one of these idiots saw him leaving them at school, he would have a broken locker and no books the next day. So not worth it, so not asterous.

Dick piled up the books into his arms carefully, while attempting to close his locker with his foot. With a small huff, he finally got his locker slammed shut without moving any of the books. Thank God for his good balance. Now to get out of this place and get to the car-

"Ugh!" Dick groaned as he was knocked back into his locker, dropping his books all around him. Touching his sore shoulder, he glared at the two jocks that grinned stupidly back. The jock that had done the damage (Dick decided to call him Stereotypical-Idiot-Jock-Number-One) gave him a small wave before continuing down the hall with his friend. Just the size of them made everything, including Dick, feel much smaller.

With a soft sigh and a small prayer that his next growth spurt was around the corner, Dick dropped to his knees and began piling the books back up. Honestly, if he could go one day without getting knocked into...

Dick snorted to himself. Yeah, that will be the day.

A hand shot out to grab his biology book, but he was too slow to grab it back. His eyes shot up to the owner of the hand, ready to let out a string of abuse that would have Alfred and Bruce reaching for the soap. His insults died on his tongue however, as he saw just who was holding his book. He knew who he was, everyone did in this school, but exactly why he was helping him out was really, really strange.

"Hi," The teen in front of him said, with an easy smile on his freckled face. "Name's Wally West," his free hand shot out, inches away from Dick's face. "And you're Dick Grayson."

o-O-o

That is chapter one complete! Firstly, let me say the biggest thank you to MistressOfRobins, who is not feeling very well right now (and should be resting!) for being the beta to this story and putting up with my babbling ;) Seriously, you should of seen the first draft of this! She really took the time to put everything right, so, thank you once again :)

To receive your own thank you, please drop a review telling me what you thought! This really helps me move things along because, I admit, I'm a review junkie! Reviews always keep me going! So if you want to see Wally attempting to flirt with an unimpressed Dick, drop a review! It will be worth your while ;)

Until next time!
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