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Katie Mahone is a ball of energy and a people person. She is always on the move and may seem like she is disorganized and doesn't pay attention, but she sees more than most people think.
Tim Drake is better with nu...
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KATIE'S POV
After my last class of the day, I didn't wait around, I grab my stuff and start to leave the school as fast as I can.
"Katie!" Someone says getting my attention.
I turn to see Tim walking towards me with a girl walking beside him.
"Hey!" I say readjusting my backpack straps.
"So you are the famous Katie." The girl says with a smile, "Stephanie Brown, one of Tim's only friends, nice to meet you." She says sticking her hand out for me to shake.
I smile in greeting and shake her hand, "Nice to meet you too." I say studying her. She has wavy blonde hair and blue eyes and is dressed in the Gotham Academy outfit so I am guessing she is ever new or I just haven't seen her.
"I have friends," Tim says pouting slightly, "Bart and Jaime for starters."
"They don't count," Stephanie replies, crossing her arms.
"Why wouldn't they count?" I ask confused, watching them share a look.
"She was kidding, they do. And Gar, and Cassie-"
"Cassie is your ex," Stephanie interrupts him with a scoff, "I don't know-"
Tim has an ex?
"We are on good terms!" Tim defends, his eyebrows drawing together causing me to smile a bit.
"I'm sure you are," I say getting their attention, "And I am sure the Timothy Drake has millions of friends, me included," I add before I point behind me, "But I've got to get to work. You two should come by!"
Stephanie waves back, "We definitely will!" She promises sending Tim and mischievous look that I ignore. Probably an inside joke.
Tim smiles as he watches me go, and I smile one last time before I start making my way to work.
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Derek had the day off so it was just me managing everything. Not that I needed Derek, I did his work for him and usually pretending he did it so he would get a raise.
Jack, the old man that owns the café, usually knows it's me who does the work, which means I am constantly trying to make myself look like a horrible worker when he is around.
As a result, he is barely here.
Today, however, he noticed that I was the only one who was scheduled to work because everyone wanted the first day of school off, so he is here and watching me to make sure I don't need help.
