Beverly Hills, the place to be if you're looking to make it big. A big reason for people to move out to there, but that wasn't the reason for Tim Drake. He wasn't there for the glamour that was associated with the city. He was here to get further away from The Bat. Tim decided that it was best to do this to truly test the limits of his abilities. If he were ever to improve or prove himself, he had to get away from Bruce so that he could fight his battles alone rather than run away and call him for backup. Beverly Hills has seen its fair share of kooks and villains, so it would be a good fit for him. Though he couldn't just run around Beverly Hills in his suit all the time. School was the answer to that.
Before he arrived, he enrolled in Beverly Hills High and today was his first day there. He woke up early in his standard fare apartment (a nice bonus thanks to his staple employer Wayne Enterprises) and got in his morning workout. It consisted of the standard workout equipment of dumb bells, bench press equipment, treadmill, etc. The workout finally ended with him practicing his martial arts on a wooden dummy. The dummy was made of smooth Mahogany wood and had various arms extending out to practice his positioning and flow between strikes. He saved this for last because he wanted to practice it while he was winded. If he was winded then he would have to focus harder on doing it right and committing these moves to muscle memory and pushing his limits further. When he was finished, he moved to the bathroom for a shower.
After the shower, he saw that he was behind schedule and dashed to his bedroom to get clothes on. He quickly got dressed in a pair of dark-wash jeans and a red V-neck T-shirt and made a dash for the front door while struggling to get his shoes on. He grabbed a protein bar on the way out the door and jogged to his car, catching up to his schedule. He slid into the front seat of the red sports car (a little parting gift from the Wayne Manor garage) and checked himself in the mirror, his blue eyes shining back against his black hair. He smoothed his hair down and figured it was good enough for a first day. He then turned the car on and put it in gear to drive off to school.
Upon arrival at the school, he parked in the student lot and grabbed his things out of the trunk. He made sure that his Robin gear was easily accessible yet hidden from plain sight in his car. With everything ready, he took a confident step forward toward campus, eyes constantly swiveling as the myriad of pretty girls crossed his path. "Ah, Beverly Hills! This might not be a bad first day after all," he said to himself with a smirk.<|im_end|>
Freshman year for the girls is the hubris, the beginning of cat suits, fresh starts on school and secret agent stuff.
The girls will be getting their first Charlie's Angel getup this day, and they were very excited to test their youthful strength and wit. But before that, they still must live anonymously and mingle in the civilian life.
Clover along with Sam and Alex proceed to their designated classroom, all three of them are already doing daydreams on doing spy things as they wait for the teacher to come. Clover wears her simple strapless pink tank top covered with a white jacket and red slacks and red sandals. Meanwhile, as Clover was daydreaming, her attention was caught by the mysterious-looking guy in a red V-neck shirt who just entered the room. He seems to have a cool and studious personality mixed with a serious bad-ass sort. As she keeps on looking at him, their eyes meet, but Clover quickly averts her gaze and blushes a little, and then acts like nothing happened. Sam and Alex, however, didn't seem to notice what Clover just saw. She feels uneasy and excited about this guy's vibrant presence.
Clover can't collect herself at the moment.<|im_end|>