Hey everybody... new story! Yay! I wanted to get this out before school starts tomorrow. It's going to be a Two-shot (and I have about half of the second chapter written). Expect it with in the week.

There will be spoilers in this story about Artemis' past. Don't read if you don't want to know! You have been warned!

'It's just one of those days isn't it,' I grumbled to myself. It felt like everything was just going wrong. It had to start with my alarm not working and me being late to school. Sure, I can just say that's because my 'extra circulars' kept me up late last night. At some point Kid Mouth needs to realize that him jumping into a situation kamikaze style doesn't just screw up the mission, but my circadian rhythms as well.

But I digress. So after showing up late to my new school where the teachers actually pay attention and take role, I was publicly humiliated by tripping, yes tripping and landing on the teacher. God, does she and well, God hate me today… Sure, you're gonna say that that's impossible, a agile super hero like me doesn't trip. Well, I have the stain on my shirt and burn on my stomach from the coffee cup she was holding to prove it.

Then next period, I walk into the room and sit down, and begin to pray that my luck will change and that the world will take pity on me. Fat, freaking, chance. Let me set the stage for you. Off in the corner, by the window I'm just hoping that I can slip under the radar for the time being. Suddenly, the resident blonde cheerleader type decides to make my life a living hell by spreading the embarrassing topics of the morning to the rest of the class. I'm of course loosing consciousness due to Bay Watch's antics from the previous night. While everybody is snickering about me, I'm passed out… drooling.

Finally the teacher walks in and decides to make an example of me by using his handy dandy phone alarm. After I've picked myself up off the floor where I had fallen to, he gives everybody a pop quiz. And yeah, this is English Lit, my worst subject. The fact that Vietnamese is my first language doesn't help this at all.

Finally when lunch rolls around, I'm counting my blessings that nothing else has happened for the morning. I'm walking extra carefully and minding the people around me. Nobody is talking to me, which is a relief, but of course my homeroom teacher just has to come out of nowhere and ask me if I'm all right. I want to say 'what do you think?' and 'of course I'm not okay' and then list all of the ways things have been sucking. I can't of course and she insists that I spend the rest of my lunch period in the counselor's office assuring her that I don't have a psychological disorder.

Finally, I make it to my last class of the day: gym. Oh, how do I love gym… it sucks that I can't, you know, "display my skills" without raising questions. I mean, how the hell could I answer them? Oh yeah, I can do a triple standing back flip because I'm part kangaroo, not because my dad is a psychopathic assassin that uses of all things, a sports theme. Yeah, that will go over well. I did slip up a bit today during our archery unit though. At least I can say that my better than average sight lets my hit a bull's-eye from across the gym…

So yeah, I was off of my game today. I raced to the nearest teleporter and took my one-way trip to Mount Justice. I just needed a simple routine mission to get me out of this funk, or so I thought. It turns out that Batman needed us to do was, I am not even kidding, watch and see if the grass was growing. Apparently Poison Ivy and the Riddler had teamed up and hinted that they could be in one of several parks. He of course stuck me with Flash Boy in Star City where we sat and bickered the entire night while Supey and M'gann caught the action in New York. Even Kaldur and Robin got to fight, as they were originally placed in Gotham. Needless to say, my mood hadn't improved by the time I was walking home in Gotham.

And just because Murphy's Law had to be in place, Wally was asking about why I was so angry. Damn it, he was hinting on a sore subject. He always did this. Why was it always him that finds the tiny chinks in my otherwise impenetrable façade?

The Wall-man didn't like the fact that I was ignoring him, so he had to bring up freaking Bialya and the ninja boyfriend crap. I mean seriously, who needs that much clarification? I did have to admit though, when he was quiet, or at the very least not asking stupid questions, I could tolerate him. Well, more than that. If he wasn't so truly annoying, I might even admit that I have a bit of a soft spot for redheads. His eyes didn't hurt my opinion of him either.

I can't say that I hate him though. If only he could cut out some of his childish behavior (especially his obsession with M'gann), I think I could really get along with him. I let this thought pass; it's not like I'm every going to be in his good graces. He still hates me for 'replacing' Speedy and I know how much he doesn't want me calling him out. If only he was as charming in real life as he was on TV. It's hard, because as much as I hate to admit it, I really did have a crush on the media portrayal of him. Sometimes it sucks to meet your idols, and it's even worse when they fall short of your expectations.

So many other feelings and thoughts were distracting me as I made my way causally from the phone booth to my apartment. Before you ask, yes I had civies on over my costume. I'm not that dumb. Mom was going to be pissed at me because I was already late so I picked up my pace.

Still, the worst part of my day was yet to come… Hell, if I knew what was going to happen, I would have stayed at Mount Justice, hiding. I would have even tolerated being locked in Wally's smelly closet, just to avoid him.

I hope you guys like this! Again, Part two will be here soon...