“I hate this!” Becca muttered, resisting the urge to pull her hand out of Sam's.
“Hey this is no picnic for my either! Partners I can understand. But a fake couple? Bats is messed up!”
“Ugh. Just focus so we can get this over with! Oh and I won't tell падуб, holly, холли so Ты better not tell Robin!”
“Trust me. This won't get out to anyone!”
Becca rolled her eyes. She'd decided to wear her sunglasses so no one would see the glares she was sending Sam in her furious brown eyes.
“Of all the jobs I've ever done, this is the worst!”
“Shut up, Sam!”
“Well excuse me!”
“No! Shut up! That's him!”
Becca motioned with her head to a man a little taller than Batman. He had had wavy brown hair and glistening blue eyes. Becca studied him.
“Hm. He doesn't look like a villain,” she muttered.
“They never do!”
“Was I talking to you? No!”
“Jeez! Then don't talk aloud!”
Becca stepped on his foot with her high-heeled boots and he let out a yip. Becca pulled her foot off, smirking.
“Whoops. Sorry,” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
“I bet!” Sam сказал(-а) through his teeth.
Becca turned back to find their target staring at them. She gulped as fear ran up and down her spine.
“Sam...”
“What now?!”
“He's watching us,” she whispered.
Sam looked up and found that Becca was right. He looked over at the girl beside him. He could see through the dark lenses, seeing Becca's fear in her eyes.
“What do we do?” she asked.
“Look like a couple. That's our cover.”
Becca gulped, this time with nasea and regret.
“Okay.”
Becca turned, pressing her lips onto Sam's. He was startled but soon found Becca's voice in his head. Sorry Sam. But we have to be convincing. Plus, he can read lips. If we don't talk, he'll look away. Sam responded to her thoughts, pulling her close. Becca was surprised when Sam started Поцелуи back and she closed her eyes tight. She wrapped her arms around his neck. They continued to Kiss until Becca dared to peak open her eyes. The Jazzman wasn't staring at them anymore. Becca pulled away, removing her arms.
“Sorry,” she panted.
“Next time...warn me.”
“IF there's...a Далее time.”
“Duh.”
Becca smiled, looking back up. She stepped away and looked around.
“What are Ты doing?” Sam asked.
“Looking for something that will get the taste off my mouth,” Becca teased.
“Ha ha. Very funny.”
“I thought so. But seriously, I need a drink!”
“Here.”
Sam handed her a bottle of water. Becca accepted it with a surprised glance.
“What? I came prepared.”
Becca handed him the bottle, now half empty. Sam took it and Becca slipped her hand back into his.
“Let's go. He's moving.”
The two followed slowly, hoping they wouldn't have to have another make-out session just to keep their cover.
“Hey this is no picnic for my either! Partners I can understand. But a fake couple? Bats is messed up!”
“Ugh. Just focus so we can get this over with! Oh and I won't tell падуб, holly, холли so Ты better not tell Robin!”
“Trust me. This won't get out to anyone!”
Becca rolled her eyes. She'd decided to wear her sunglasses so no one would see the glares she was sending Sam in her furious brown eyes.
“Of all the jobs I've ever done, this is the worst!”
“Shut up, Sam!”
“Well excuse me!”
“No! Shut up! That's him!”
Becca motioned with her head to a man a little taller than Batman. He had had wavy brown hair and glistening blue eyes. Becca studied him.
“Hm. He doesn't look like a villain,” she muttered.
“They never do!”
“Was I talking to you? No!”
“Jeez! Then don't talk aloud!”
Becca stepped on his foot with her high-heeled boots and he let out a yip. Becca pulled her foot off, smirking.
“Whoops. Sorry,” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
“I bet!” Sam сказал(-а) through his teeth.
Becca turned back to find their target staring at them. She gulped as fear ran up and down her spine.
“Sam...”
“What now?!”
“He's watching us,” she whispered.
Sam looked up and found that Becca was right. He looked over at the girl beside him. He could see through the dark lenses, seeing Becca's fear in her eyes.
“What do we do?” she asked.
“Look like a couple. That's our cover.”
Becca gulped, this time with nasea and regret.
“Okay.”
Becca turned, pressing her lips onto Sam's. He was startled but soon found Becca's voice in his head. Sorry Sam. But we have to be convincing. Plus, he can read lips. If we don't talk, he'll look away. Sam responded to her thoughts, pulling her close. Becca was surprised when Sam started Поцелуи back and she closed her eyes tight. She wrapped her arms around his neck. They continued to Kiss until Becca dared to peak open her eyes. The Jazzman wasn't staring at them anymore. Becca pulled away, removing her arms.
“Sorry,” she panted.
“Next time...warn me.”
“IF there's...a Далее time.”
“Duh.”
Becca smiled, looking back up. She stepped away and looked around.
“What are Ты doing?” Sam asked.
“Looking for something that will get the taste off my mouth,” Becca teased.
“Ha ha. Very funny.”
“I thought so. But seriously, I need a drink!”
“Here.”
Sam handed her a bottle of water. Becca accepted it with a surprised glance.
“What? I came prepared.”
Becca handed him the bottle, now half empty. Sam took it and Becca slipped her hand back into his.
“Let's go. He's moving.”
The two followed slowly, hoping they wouldn't have to have another make-out session just to keep their cover.
the interveiws are monthly now. much easier.
p.s. i turned 11 yesterday.
me: hello robin.
rob:hey babe.
me: i thought i told you, we're over.
rob:what!? Ты never told me that!
me:well now Ты know. first question, will Ты stay for the rest of the interveiw?
rob: okay.
me:good. have Ты read my interveiw with kf?
rob: yah. it was pretty funny.
me: *pullls off robins mask*
rob: why'd Ты that?
me: because i'm evil.
rob:i hate Ты now.
me: good. go away now.
rob: *walks away*
me: that was a fairly short interveiw.
p.s. i turned 11 yesterday.
me: hello robin.
rob:hey babe.
me: i thought i told you, we're over.
rob:what!? Ты never told me that!
me:well now Ты know. first question, will Ты stay for the rest of the interveiw?
rob: okay.
me:good. have Ты read my interveiw with kf?
rob: yah. it was pretty funny.
me: *pullls off robins mask*
rob: why'd Ты that?
me: because i'm evil.
rob:i hate Ты now.
me: good. go away now.
rob: *walks away*
me: that was a fairly short interveiw.
Hello! This is an Статья I have written about how there HAS to be a Young Justice season 3, and at the end of the Статья I'll tell Ты how Ты can help convince the people on the Показать that to many people Любовь it to not make a season 3.
1. All the cliffhanger, okay so if Ты haven't watched the end of season 2 where have Ты been? But basically there were so many cliffhangers
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okay now I will tell Ты how Ты can convince cartoon network/netflix that there HAS to be a season 3.
use the #RenewYoungJustice and use this everywhere
binge watch it on netflix
buy it on dvd
by any merch of it Ты can find
If Ты have any other ideas on how to get them to make a season 3 или why they should pls comment!
1. All the cliffhanger, okay so if Ты haven't watched the end of season 2 where have Ты been? But basically there were so many cliffhangers
2. If Ты have not seen the end of season 2 go watch it right because this is a BIG spoiler, Wally dies, and a season 3 would allow him to return, it has happed in the comics before.
3. To many people Любовь it and are mad at not having a season 3
okay now I will tell Ты how Ты can convince cartoon network/netflix that there HAS to be a season 3.
use the #RenewYoungJustice and use this everywhere
binge watch it on netflix
buy it on dvd
by any merch of it Ты can find
If Ты have any other ideas on how to get them to make a season 3 или why they should pls comment!