"Happybirthdaytoyou.Happybirthdaytoyou.HappybirthdaydearCrystal.Happybirthdaytoyou."Myfamilysangthesongtotallyoffkey,butIstillenjoyedit.

"Ohmygosh!Thankyouguys."Igushed sohappy.Thishasbeenthebestdayever.

"HeyChriscanItalktoyou?"RickaskedandI'msurprisedtoevenseehimhere.

"Sure."Irepliedsmiling so hard the Joker was probably jealous.

Wegetontomyporchandsitonthebench."HowdoIsaythis...ummmmm.YouknowwhatI'llshowyou."HesaidandIliftaneyebrow.

"Ok?"Isaid confused.Thenheleansin.Waitishegoingtokissme?Ican'tbelieveit. RichardGraysonisgoingtokissme!

"Wake up Chris!" It was my mom. I groaned getting up expecting to see my porch, but I'm surprised to see my bedroom.

"Whaaaat." I said annoyed.

"You slept in because you don't have an alarm." My mom said matter-of-factly. "Oh yeah and it's your birthday!" She added laughing.

"Oh yeah." I remembered smiling. Today was gonna be great! Please note the mock enthusiasm.

I wear my favorite sweater and ripped jeans. I put on my hipster glasses and bound down the stairs. My dad said he would drive me in his sports car which made me excited. I get to look cool!

"You ready?" My dad asked from the kitchen.

"Yup coming." I yelled. We were almost at school and I couldn't stop smiling.

"I got a surprise for you tonight." my dad said.

"Are you going to tell me?" I asked impatiently.

"Not until tonight." he said smiling. What could it be? Maybe like my own car, or a dog I've always wanted one. Dad used to have a dog. Kryptic or something?

We pull up to school and I get out and say good-bye. I get to my locker and I feel someone's presence behind me. I turn around and it's Rick.

"Hey." I greeted smiling... still.

"Hey." he said "You seem happy. Any reason?"

"Well it's sorta my birthday today." I said a-matter-of-factly.

"Oh is it. Happy birthday Chris. If I remember correctly you told me the first day we met." he says with a smirk on his face. "So I got you... this." he says holding up a gift bag. I didn't know what to do. Should I open it up in front of him or put it in my locker.

"Should I open it now?" I asked speaking my mind.

"Sure." he said. There was a card inside and it said:

DearChris,

Ihopeyouhaveagreatbirthday.Ibetyoudidn'tthinkIwouldremember!

-Rick

I smiled cause it was cute. I reach into the bag and pull out a black pair of converse. But they were Batman converse.

"What's this for?" I asked.

"I thought I could start a tradition. Since the first day we met you were wearing flash converse. So I thought you would like 'em." he said smiling proudly.

"Ok a couple questions. How did you my size and why batman first?" I asked feeling a bit mean that I hadn't even said thank you yet.

"Because batman was the first one I saw, and I sorta guessed." he answered honestly with a shrug.

"Well thank you." I said giving him an awkward hug. Converse were expensive, but then again he was rich.

"You're welcome!" The bell rings and we part to our classes.

"What's up?" Liz asked with a carefree smile.

"The sky." I answered smiling.

"You just ruined that saying." she said dramatically. "You look cute today. Reason?"

"It's my birthday and I wanted to look cute."

"Well you succeeded." she said smiling.

"Thanks." I answered.

"And happy birthday." she whispered because the teacher walked in.

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It was lunch and me and Liz were sitting together.

"So do you have a boyfriend?" Liz asked while wiggling her eyebrows.

"No. Do you?" I said stopping myself from looking over at Rick.

"No, but I got my eye on someone."

"Who?" I asked excitedly.

"Dillon Ryder." she said quietly, while looking around the rowdy lunchroom.

"What!" I explained. Dillon Ryder was like the schools golden boy. And I even knew that from being here for a day! He was good at everything and looks amazing. He has blond hair and perfect tan skin that made it seem as if he spent everyone summer in Hawaii. He was the epitome of cliché.

"I know it's a little far fetched. He probably doesn't even know I exist." she replied meekly. Definitely not the Liz I know.

"Don't worry if you really like him he will." I said trying to sound reassuring. It didn't seem to work.

"You and Grayson have been friendly." she said smiling. Obviously trying to change the subject.

"Haha... no." I said thinking of a way I could now change the subject.

The bell rings and we get up to go to class. And I was thankful I didn't have to try and change the subject.

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I had gotten home and was excited to get my surprise. I was the type of person who loved surprises.

My dad should be home any second now. He said he was going to work late. As right on cue.

"Hey honey." he greeted as he opens the door.

"Hey." my mom started. "I think someone wants their surprise." she continued smiling at me.

"Oh ok." he said running upstairs.

He comes downstairs with a box in his hands.

"Here you go." he said smiling.

I started opening the present and what I pull out made me gasp.

"Do you like it?" He asked.

"THANK YOU! THANK YOU!" I exclaimed my eyes wide.

I was my very own suit. Like my father's old Superman suit.

"What does this mean?" I asked slightly nervous.

"This means that you are now taking my place. Since I can't be Superman, because of obvious complications, I thought you could be." he explained grinning widely.

"My name can't be Superman." I said chuckling.

"I was thinking you could go by Supergirl." he suggests.

"What about Kara the old Supergirl?" I ask.

"Remember she's not here anymore you need to take her place." He answered and I smile.

Kara AKA Supergirl AKA my hero had gone on a mission in the future and fell in love with a Brainiac 5 so she decided to stay. That's worse than the bad boy straddling a motorcycle cliché. Probably right behind Dillon Ryder on the scale.

Since I was thirteen I had trained with my dad so I know how to use my powers. I was so ready. I think.

"Well you should get some sleep because you start tomorrow." my dad said and I could tell he was excited.

I went to bed so happy because I was going to be Gotham's knew Supergirl!

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