Damian's school week Monday

"Grayson! How do I put on this stupid necktie!" Damian yelled from his room.

"Um," Dick hesitated a moment while struggling with his own necktie, "Why don't you ask Alfred, I'm busy!" he yelled back.

Five minutes later everyone was ready to go to school, or in Dick's case, ready to go to a Wayne Enterprises meeting.

"Alfred needs to run some errant's, so I'll drop you off at school today, Damian. " Dick said.

"Maybe then you can warn the teachers." Tim said chewing on an apple.

"Tt!" was the boy's only response.

"Come on! Get in the car, or you'll be late for your first day of school!"

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"Students, this is your new classmate Damian Wayne." The teacher introduced him, "I'm Mr. Williams and I will be your teacher for the rest of the year."

Damian looked around the class with his arms crossed.

He wasn't planning on making it easy for his new teacher.

The kids were all his age but they seemed so ignorant and dumb to him,and they were staring at him with their mouths hanging open.

"Can you tell us something about yourself?" Mr. Williams asked him.

"Like what?" Damian responded gruffly.

"About your family maybe, you have parents don't you? And tell us something about your hobby's."

"Fine. My mother hates me. My father is gone. "

The teachers eyebrows raised slightly and he was at a loss for words for a moment.

Then he regained his composure again, "Do you have brothers or sisters?"

Damian shrugged,

"Drake, he's seventeen and the biggest moron I have ever met." some of the kids started laughing, And Grayson, he turns twenty-five this week I believe and he's alright. He takes care of Drake and me."

"I'm sure he takes care of you very well." Mr. Williams said, not knowing what else to say.

"Tt." Was the only response he got from the boy this time.

"Well, you can take your seat next to Billy. And please mind your language."

The rest of the morning was pretty uneventful, and Damian didn't even have to try his best.

But when lunch break was coming closer the kid next to him starting talking to him.

"Hey."

Damian ignored the annoying kid and kept working on his assignment.

"I'm Billy." The kid whispered this time.

Damian kept ignoring him.

"Will you play hide and seek with us during the break?"

This time Damian looked up.

"What's hide and seek?" he asked a little bit too loud.

The whole class started laughing and to his shame, Damian felt his cheeks getting red.

"Don't you know? It's a game." Billy said to him.

"I don't have time for games." Replied Damian and ignored the rest of the class and started working on his assignment again.

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During the lunch break Damian was eating alone.

Not that he wanted to call the horrible stuff he was eating food, but in this case he had no other choice.

None of the kids from his class wanted to sit with him, but when they were allowed to go outside and play at the schoolyard a boy walked up to him.

"What's your name?" the kid asked him.

Damian looked at the boy and decided it was safe to talk to him.

"Damian. What do you want?" he demanded.

The kid was slightly taken aback, but then he started talking again.

"I'm Dave. I wondered if you wanted to play tag with us?" he asked carefully.

Damian crossed his arms.

"As I told the other kid, I don't have time for your f****** games. I'm not as slow and dimwitted as you are and fill my time with useful things, like combat practice!" he snapped at Dave, "So run home to your mother and just leave me alone!"

Damian noticed how Dave's eye started to water and felt a little bad.

But then Dave turned around, "I'm telling Mr. Williams what you said." He said and walked away crying.

"Tt!" Damian said and all of a sudden he didn't feel bad anymore.

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Lunch break ended with a scolding he received from Mr. Williams and he had to promise the man never to say something like that again.

The rest of the day was went alright until the history lesson started.

At first Damian just looked out of the window and ignored Mr. Williams since he was telling facts that he had already learned when he was four.

But then he noticed that some of the facts that the teacher told weren't correct.

So he hesitantly lifted his hand

"Do you have a question, Damian?" Mr. Williams asked.

"No, I'm just lifting my hand because I like it. Of course I have a question!" Damian snapped and the class started laughing again.

"I don't need that attitude, young man! You can just ask your question or keep your mouth shut."

So Damian corrected the mistake Mr. Williams had made and left the whole class including the teacher staring at him.

"And how can you be so sure that I am wrong and you are right?"the teacher asked him pretending he didn't mind that he was just corrected by a ten year old kid.

"Because I have been taught by the best teachers in the world when I was still living with my mother, and you're not one of them." Damian stated.

Mr. Williams' face started to turn red.

"That's enough! You are going to have a nice talk with our principal, young man!" he almost yelled at Damian and pointed to the door.

"Tt. Fine I don't care." Damian replied and got up from his seat.

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Damian stood with his back to the wall and his arms crossed.

Around him kids were being picked up by their parents or caretakers.

It didn't take long or a motorcycle pulled up on the parking lot.

The rider took off his helmet and Damian sighted.

It was Tim.

Just when he thought this day couldn't get any worse, he had to be picked up by Drake.

Tim beckoned to him and handed him a helmet.

When they were on their way, Tim started talking, "So how was your first day at school, Dami?"

His question was followed by string of curses and a 'Shut up, Drake!'

"Why doesn't this surprise me?" Tim grinned to himself.

The rest of the ride home Damian refused to talk.

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When it was time for dinner, Dick arrived.

During dinner Dick ruffled Damian's hair and ignored the scowl on his face, "So how was your first day at school, little D?"

"Fine." Damian replied, but Dick didn't completely trust it so he looked at Tim, but teen just shrugged.

"He refused to talk about it." He said with grin

At that moment the phone started to ring.

Alfred was already getting up, but Dick noticed the way Damian was suddenly staring at his food.

"I'll take it, Alfred. I have a feeling that I already know who it is." He said eying Damian, who was busy looking at his fork.

Tim chuckled and received a stern glare from Alfred.

Dick walked to the kitchen and picked up the phone.

"Hello?" he said.

"Wayne manor?" a voice asked.

"Yes, this is Mr. Grayson, can I help you?"

"This is Mr. Harrison , the principal of Gotham Academy. I like to talk to you about your son."

"Brother actually, but please continue." Dick pinched the bridge of his nose, a gesture he was making a lot these days.

"Right. I like to talk to you about his behavior in school today."

Dick sighted.

This was going to be a long week…