Poison Ivy's P.O.V.
I swept the gym floor as I got ready for prom. Prom would be in 2 weeks. I was so excited!
The other prom comittee volunteers were either selling students tickets for prom or making posters for prom OR buying more decorations for prom.
I was left alone cleaning the school gym. Prom was going to at the school gymnasium. It was a little dusty in there.
Suddenly, Batty came in carrying 3 boxes stacked on top of each other. She was assigned to get the decorations. I assumed the boxes were filled with some of the decor she brought.
You see, Batty is not Bruce Wayne. She is his sister. Her real name is Stephanie Wayne. I never really liked her. Everytime I saw her presence, I felt like she was offending me like Batman always did. She didn't seem to get the hint that I disliked her. She always treated me like her BSHFF (Best Super Hero Friend Forever).
Everyone in Gotham has a destiny. They can choose to be a hostage, a regular citizen in the crowd, a super-hero, or a villian. It was obvious that Batty was going to be a super-hero. It was obvious that she wanted that. Batty was an optimistic and kind girl, but I just cannot stand her being so... nice to me.
Super-heroes and villians don't hand out. They were supposed to hate each other. I sometimes even hear Batman scold his sister to stop being polite to the villians. I hated it. I hated all of it.
"Hello, Poison Ivy! I got some of the decorations. I think you're going to like some of them," Batty greeted me, smiling.
I gave her a fake, uncomfortable smile. "Hi, Batty."
Batty had trouble balancing with all the weight of the boxes being pressed on her hands. She looked like she was about to trip. I ignored the fact that she needed a little assistance. After all, I didn't care if she tripped anyway.
Finally, she set down the stack of boxes on the gym floor. She sat down on a bench and opened up the card-board boxes.
I mopped the floor carefully hoping not slip on the slippery floor. I bit my lip nervously. Batty's presence made me feel nervous. It usually did.
"Are you going with anyone to prom?" Batty asked.
"No, not really," I replied, lamely.
"Me neither. There is not many guys at school that I like," Batty said, still smiling.
"Same here," I responded, pretending to be happy.
"That's cool that I actually have someone to relate to," Batty said.
I wished that this conversation would just end already. It was awkward enough that Batty was a future super-hero and I was a future villian. Now we barely even were able to talk to each other. I could tell Batty liked the conversation but felt nervous like me.
I grabbed blue and gold streamers and threw them across the walls. They hung around the pipes attached to the ceiling.
I examined all the walls. The color of the walls looked dull and boring. It was a peach-like color. The color didn't seem to look good on the walls. Maybe I could paint it with stripes of blue and gold, Gotham High's school colors, I thought.
I smiled at the idea. I was inspired!
"Go get some blue and gold paint for me, please," I ordered Batty.
Batty nodded in approval and left the gymnasium to go search for some paint.
Then, I saw Cat come through the gym entrance. She wore a long, floor-length, black, gown. It was sparkly and beautiful-looking.
"This dress is so UNCOMFORTABLE!" Cat complained, angrily.
I rolled my eyes laughing. "Then why the heck are you wearing it?"
Cat continued to whine. "Because Harley went all crazy with shopping for prom dresses and gowns. She is so excited to be pranking and going to prom with Joker."
Harley came skipping through the entrance in a black and red dress that reached her knees. She wore her finger-less black gloves and small, red hat.
"Do you think Mistah J will like this look?" Harley asked, posing in different positions.
I nodded my head. "Now that is definitely the look Joker would wear if he was a girl." I crossed my arms impressed.
"Good! 'Cause I want to look perfect for him," Harley said, cheerfully.
Harley seemed happier than ever. She danced and pranced around the room humming cheerfully. Prom really made a lot of people and students happy. Even I was happy, and I am usually super grumpy to be honest.
"Harley, I do not care how I look at prom. I told you this like a GAZILLION BILLION times," Cat said, annoyed.
Harley shook her head smiling and laughing. "Sorry. No can do. I don't want you to embarrass yourself. The whole school is going. Remember?"
Cat frowned bummed. "Ugh. Good point.... I guess."
I formed a green, long-sleeved dress with my leaves and roots of my powers with a pink blossom in the middle. I usually used my leafy powers to create clothes made out of leaves for myself. I pulled back my long, red curly hair in a big bun.
"How do I look now?" I asked, giggling.
Cat and Harley looked at each other and clapped both of their hand at the same time. "YES! TOTALLY! TRANSFORMATION!" they said in unison.
"Oh, come on! Bring it in now!" I said, pulling them in a tight group hug.
We pulled each other into a tight group hug cheering and giggling. We hadn't had a good group hug in like.... forever!
