This is my first time writing any sort of Fan Fiction, so please forgive me if its a bit rough along the edges. This is the first chapter of many. Review/favorite if you enjoy :)


There's a certain way things are done in Happy Harbor. A status quo one might say. The people here are friendly enough, they just might not be too welcome to a stranger in the mix. It's that stereotypical small town environment where everyone knows everyone. There's about twenty something kids at the high school, and that's just a rough estimation.

You've got Megan Morse. Cute, bubbly red head. One can never refuse her cookies. Her uncle John is the priest at the local church. There's Megan's boyfriend Wally West. Together, they look like the average fifties couple with their matching red hair and winning smiles. Wally's captain of the cross country team, track team, and Science Club. He'll never turn down a free meal. Especially from his best friend Dick Grayson. Dick and his father practically own the entire town. After Bruce Wayne adopted Dick, he decided to settle down from the big city life and took residence in one of his smaller towns. They own the biggest house in all of town, they even have a butler. Alfred cooks the best food that anyone has ever tasted. It's even put a smile on Conner Kent's face. Conner doesn't talk much. And when he does it's usually a gruff comment about something negative. Not that one could blame him, his father Clark Kent went forever without knowing he had a son. When he got a call from the Cadmus Foster Service saying that Conner's mother had passed, he was not pleased to find out that it would be him who was now responsible for the boy. Conner spends most of his time out of the house, typically on the football field or with his good friend Kaldur'ahm. Kaldur'ahm—or Kaldur for short shares Conner's daddy problems. He never knew his father, but lives with his respected mentor Arthur. They're always working, always training. It's thought that Arthur has hopes that Kaldur will follow in his footsteps of being a world proclaimed swimmer.

And that's just to name a few. Most of these kids have known each other since they were in diapers. They're not particularly used to having new people just join in with them. They can be cold. Heartless. But in some cases they can be flirtatious. Sometimes both.

No one in Happy Harbor will ever forget the day she arrived. In fact, it changed all of their lives forever.

It was a late, dusty summer night. The sun had sank just below the tree line and almost everyone had resided to their homes to spend the rest of Sunday night with their families. The only sounds you could hear from outside was the monotonous chirp of the crickets and the crackling of radios. It was peaceful. It was calm. That was when she came.

People peaked out of their screen doors when they heard the blaring of sixties rock music combined with the grinding of old brakes interrupting their routine tranquility. Wally West was the first to see her. He walked out on his porch, ready to give someone a piece of his mind. The door to the old Ford Falcon opened and she stepped out. There was something about her heeled boots and Rapunzel like hair that made him wonder who the hell did this girl think she was? But the same thing turned him on all the same.

"You can't just park in the middle of the road!" He shouted. The girl turned to look at him.

"Where else am I supposed to park?"

"A driveway?" The girl laughed and continued walking. As much as Wally hated to, he watched her walk away. Though this girl seemed to have some serious issues, he still couldn't help but thinking-Damn. She wore tight fitting blue jeans and a thin white tank top. Her high heeled black boots stopped about three inches She continued walking past the normal area of houses where everyone lived and crossed over through the woods. Only one person lived past there—Paula Crock. She's as sweet as sugar and gentle as a mama swan. No one knows much about her. Every once in awhile she'll wheel out of her house to water her geraniums. No way was this girl going in the right direction. Wally stepped from his porch, ready to follow her.

"Wally!" Megan called from her own porch. "Where are you going?"

"I…" The girl had disappeared from his sight. "Nowhere, babe." He sighed. Megan walked over, her pleated pink skirt ruffling in the cool breeze. Wally tucked a stray strand of red hair behind Megan's yellow headband, admiring how pretty she was.

"Who was that?" She asked, a worried expression on her face. "She looks like trouble."

"Beats me," Wally shrugged. His eyes kept wandering off of Megan's face on towards the forest. The girl intrigued him, as much as he hated to admit it. But Megan was right. She looked like trouble. And trouble was the last thing Happy Harbor needed.

Megan stayed on his porch until the sun set when her uncle called for her to come in. She obliged and planted a quick kiss on Wally's cheek. He knew he should probably go in, but he thought that he should probably wait to make sure this girl moves her car. The TV was still on in the living room, which meant his dad probably fell asleep to it. Wally's mom no doubt was in her bed reading some novel. They didn't seem to care what their son did at the moment. He waited what felt like hours for this girl, but twenty minutes later she strode out of the woods.

"Hey, you!" Wally called, stepping off the porch towards her. The girl turned to look at him, an amused look on her face.

"Did you wait up for me, sweetheart?"

Wally's face flushed red. "As if. I have a girlfriend. We're perfectly happy together. I just needed to make sure you move your dirty old car. It's a serious offense." The girl crossed her arms across her chest and leaned up against the car.

"A serious offense, huh? What'ya gonna do?" She leaned in close. "Spank me?" Wally stumbled backwards, his face now much redder than his hair. She laughed loudly. "Since you must know, I'm moving it."

"Where?" Wally asked once his composure returned. "Not at Paula's place, right? What are you—her daughter? That woman's a real trip."

"Yeah, actually."

"Really? You guys don't even look that alike...besides the—"

"Why is it any of your business?" She suddenly snapped, climbing into her car. She placed the keys in the ignition and the loud music returned, surely waking up the entire town. It took Wally a second to realize he was standing right in front of the vehicle. The girl honked the horn. "Move, will you?"

"I never got your name!" Wally shouted over the music, moving out of the way. The girl turned the music down slightly, leaning out the window.

"That's 'cause I never gave it to you." And with that, she began driving towards the woods. Wally sighed and started walking towards his porch. "Artemis!" He heard her shout once she was in the forest.

"Artemis," Wally whispered to himself. He glanced at Megan's house, then back at the woods before disappearing through the front door.


"Wally, will can you move these cupcakes to the front table? I spent extra time decorating them so that we can draw people in!"

"Anything for you, Sugar." Wally grabbed the box of cupcakes and gave his girlfriend a wink before walking to the front of the church. Today was the annual Back to School Bake Sale. The schools start registration today, which meant that the school supply list went out. The downtown area is always filled with tons of people, hunting for the best supplies. The church is right in the center of town, so it's perfectly convenient for people to drop in and buy homemade baked goods for exactly a dollar. Of course, Megan was in charge of it.

"Heads up!" Dick Grayson shouted as he sped into the front entrance of the church. He was moving seemingly fast, and it didn't look like he could stop. Wally grabbed the back of Dick's shirt before he crash landed into a marble statue of Jesus. "Thanks," He said, a goofy grin on his face.

"Roller skates?" Wally asked, observing Dick's feet. "Really man?"

"Faster means of travel. Babs is sporting a pair somewhere too," Dick responded. "Which reminds me…get a load of the new girl? Hot, am I right?" Wally's ears perked as he sat the box of cupcakes down on the table.

"Her name is Artemis," He said, feeling a bit possessive. "And yeah. Let me talk about how hot I think she is in my girlfriend's uncle's church. Not to mention God's house."

Dick smirked. "So you do think she's hot. Interesting. That was quite the entrance she made though. Good taste in music might I add. Think I got a chance?" Wally waved to an elderly couple that passed through and turned back to his best friend.

"Grayson, she looks almost twice your age."

"So?"

"Hey Dick!" Megan chirped as she entered the room. "Lovely skates. I just saw Barbara in identical ones, not two minutes ago in the back. You guys look great!"

"Thanks, Megs. And your cupcakes smell delicious." Dick leaned over the box Wally put out. "In fact, I think I'll be your first customer. Here's two bucks. One for me, one for Babs. I'm sure Bruce will be by at the end to buy you out, as usual." Megan's face lit up as she took the money.

"Two chocolates?" Wally asked. "Isn't Babs' favorite flavor vanilla?"

"What was that?" Dick asked as he began to skate away. "I can't hear you!" Wally chuckled and shook his head. The morning was off to an interesting start.

"Oh look, there's Conner!" Megan said. "I'm glad he came out today. I honestly didn't think he would. Clark has been real tough on him lately, despite all of Bruce's efforts." She waved him down and motioned for him to come here. "Good morning!" She told him with a huge grin on her face. Maybe a little bit too huge of a grin.

"Hey," Conner said quietly. "I uh, like your cupcakes." Megan giggled.

"Thanks, man," Wally responded, wrapping his arm around Megan. Megan glanced up at him.

"I'm glad you came," She said, still looking at Wally. "Maybe you can help with the clean up afterwards? Wally can't make it, we'll need another man around here. Uncle John will appreciate the help. And um, so will I, of course." Wally pursed his lips, waiting for Conner to respond.

"Yeah, sure. If you need me."

"We'd love to have you. You made quite the impression on my uncle at dinner the other night."

"You think so?" Conner's lips threatened to spread into a smile.

"Mhm," Megan responded, smiling softly. Wally wasn't sure what the hell was going on here, but he didn't like it. He balled his fingers into a fist and stood up as straight as he could.

"Do you wanna buy something, Kent? Don't waste our time just standing here."

"Wally!" Megan hissed, completely appalled. Her pale cheeks turned a rosy pink—and not the adorable blushing pink she turns when Wally compliments her.

"I'll just…I'll just have a cupcake I guess." Conner dug into his pockets and pulled out a crumpled one dollar bill. Megan sheepishly took it. "Thank you, Megan."

"Any time, Conner." He walked away, his hands in his pockets. "What's the matter with you?" She suddenly snapped, turning on Wally.

"What's the matter with me? You're the one blatantly flirting with this guy right in front of me! You had him over for dinner? And you didn't tell me?" Wally asked, completely bewildered.

"Because he is a friend and his home situation is not good."

"Well what does it mean that he 'made an impression'?" Megan turned around, refusing to look at Wally.

"I am not having this conversation right now. Especially not here." She adjusted her yellow sweater and stormed off. Wally groaned and ran his fingers through his hair.

"I'm assuming that's your girlfriend, am I right?" Wally looked up, completely startled. It was that voice. A smooth, silky mixture of witty sarcasm and dark seductiveness. It was Artemis. She stood in front of the table, her blonde hair spilling down to her hips. She wore the same black, high heeled boots, but today her jeans were darker and she wore a low cut green t-shirt.

"Not that it's any of your business, but yes," Wally responded, hoping the nervousness wouldn't show in his voice. Something about this Artemis really got to him. He wasn't really sure what it was. He wanted to hate her—there was something about her that grinded his guts. But just like before, that same something made him attracted to her in the weirdest way.

"Whatta cutie," Artemis snapped her bubble gum. "Gotta love those pink and yellow sweater sets, am I right?" She laughed, leaning an elbow on the table. "No but for real, she's got a pretty face."

"I'm not just in it for the looks, you know."

"Clearly she's not either."

"Ouch," Wally smirked. "So what are you up to today?" Artemis dipped her pinkie into the frosting of one of the cupcakes.

"Back to school shopping like the rest of you. I'm only seventeen. I still need an education."

"I'm not too sure the schools here tolerate bad asses like you. You might get thrown out he first day. Also, you might wanna tone down flirting with me. People here won't receive it well," Wally told her, shaking his head.

"Oh believe me, Wally West. If I was flirting, you'd know it."

"You know my name?"

"From the looks of it, everyone knows your name. And only you know mine. Oh how intimate we are."

"Now that's flirting."

Artemis laughed. "Damn straight."

"Now Miss Crock, I have a girlfriend."

"Oh please, West. I'm not into you. It's just been fun to mess with you," She picked up the cupcake she licked. "Thanks for the free cupcake. See you around." Again, Wally watched her walk away. There was just something about her. Just something.

"Excuse me! Excuse me, ma'am!" Megan suddenly cried as she rushed through the doors. But it was too late, Artemis was gone. "You just let her walk off without paying?"

"I…"

"Here I come. Ready to apologize about Conner. Only to watch you let some floozy walk away with one of my cupcakes! Wally…" Megan pressed a hand to her forehead.

"Megs," Wally whispered, pulling her into a hug. "I love you. I love you so much. I love your red hair, I love your cupcakes, I love your smile, and I love your pink and yellow sweater sets. I love them. I love everything about you. You and only you. Do you get it?"

"Yeah. I get it," Megan sighed. "I love you too, Wally."

And that was the first time Wally lied to Megan Morse.