As soon as the door opened and Taylor was instantly inside and touching random males chests while she starts the hunt for tonight dancing partner.

"This is going to suck balls - I smell pizza." I quickly ran inside and sniffed out the pizza. 

"Sweet."

I bit into the pizza as I kicked my feet up and onto coffee table and watched the people 'dance' together.

Chewing my pizza I watched in disgust and a little amusement as couples seem to break off and go lean against a wall while swapping saliva. Pulling my phone out from a pouch in my belt I went on Twitter,

"TheOreoQueen_: Is it me, or are parties not as good as they were when we were kids? Stop making out, I want to play pass the parcel."

I tweeted and then went on the Tumblr app - which is a terrible app. Don't download it, just go on the computer like a normal person. Getting bored of things not loading properly I closed the App and then brang up 'Flappy Birds' - the original one. Yeah, I was smart enough to download it before it was removed from the app store.

"Shit!" someone yells and falls face first onto the coffee table, making me look up from my amazing streak of thirteen.

I Blinked at the guy, before I leaned forward and poked his Batman masked face with my pizza.

"Anything broken?"

"No." he wheezes.

"Man it up soldier." I mused, grabbed onto his batman suited arm and yanked him to his feet before I dusted the crushed cheeto balls off of his black suit and span him around, "Continue on with your night." I shoved him forward lightly before I turned, grabbing a new slice of pizza (I had let my other slice on the guys shoulder) and ventured off to somewhere else a person won't fall to their asses because of my awesomeness's... or most likely to get away from some scary kissy kissy girl.

I moved like a ninja through the crowds, not touching anyone (which was a huge accomplishment) and made my way outside where I found Taylor... sharing saliva with some guy dressed as Superman.

"Psst, Taylor." I whispered, peering over Superman's shoulder, "Can I go home now or do I have to wait for you?"

"Mma mmppphhh momom." she waves her hand at me, telling me to leave her alone to her kissing.

"I'm leaving at nine." I whispered, awkwardly trying to not touch Superman as he kissed my best friend.

"Mmmmm..." she waves her hand at me again and I straightened up and walk over to the bushes as I spotted some guy covered in toilet paper, standing next to the pool... this is too easy.

Grinning I moved around as he drank alone, and slowly I stalked behind him before I pushed his ass over the edge. He yelps, hitting the water and I start whistling and biting into my pizza as everyone stared at him, and then me.

I noticed Taylor face palming and I grinned, waving my pizza at her, "HI TAYLOR!"

"I thought Bat Girl was meant to be the good guy."

"I'm a female, I have my bad days." I mused, looking over to Bat Man, "Are you that guy from before?"

"The one that fell onto the coffee table in front of you...? Yeah." he rubs the back of his mask and I smirked at him, getting an idea.

"Listen, I'm leaving at nine as well as I know no one at this party except for my friend who is making out with someone."

"You might want to be a bit more specific." I could see him being in an Anime, giving me the sweat drop and all.

"She's Wonder Woman making out with Superman." I pointed at Taylor.

"Oh, I know that Superman, HEY! LOUIS!" Batman yells and the two broke apart before they stared at Batman.

"HI TAYLOR!" I yelled, jumping up and down next to Batman as I waved with him.

They both blushed and I chuckled before I poked Batman's shoulder, "We should run around and annoy people."

"How so?"

"We'll run around, 'saving Gotham', and we'll eat all the food."

"... Okay?" confusion rolled off of him in waves and I grabbed his gloved hand.

"COME ON!" I yanked him inside, letting his hand go, "Actually, TAG!" I yelled, jabbing his chest - which hurt - before I ran off.

Sliding in between people I hurried to another room, only to bump into Batman.

"Tag." 

And then he disappeared, just like that... maybe he is the real Batman?

Shaking my head I sprinted to a random direction and started to search for him, and thus started our night of tag - and then Cosplay as we yelled at each other that we need to save Gotham city as we jumped over the backs of couches and pushed people into the pull... yep, we're ass holes.

* * * *

"I talk a lot of shit when I'm drinking, baby, I'm known to go a little too fast."

I sang, spinning on the tips of my toes as I continued dancing down the middle of the road, like the odd child I am. 

Batman and I had finished our game of tag - well, I did. I tagged him before I ran up the stairs and climbed out of the second story window and started going home.

Yeah, I cheated. Sure me.

"Here we go again, another drink I'm caving in, stupid words keep falling from my mouth."

Twirling around in the spot, my cape whipping around me as I continued to dance like an idiot as I made my way back to campus, without Taylor who wanted to make out with her Superman longer.

It was nine at night, and I just wanted to get into bed and go to sleep with all the running I have been doing.

"Help!" 

My dancing halted, I was on my toes and my head tilted to the side as my ears twitched... probably just imagined it.

Shaking it off, I continued to sing like an idiot while I danced down the street.

"HELP ME!" 

"I ain't imagining jack. I hear someone yelling for help." I tell myself as I stopped, spinning around as I stared at the park on either side from me, now, where is the person yelling from...?

"HELP-!"

I sprinted across the grass, being a rebel once again and not running down the path, ignoring the 'don't run across my grass' sign.

"SOMEONE! HELP! HELP!"

I see a hooded figure on the ground and I saw a girl in a witch costume being silenced by the guys hand. Anger explodes inside of me and I jumped off of the ground.

It was as if I was in slow motion, my feet left the ground and the guy slowly turned around because of how noisy I was at how I approached him. The next thing this bastard knew was that some crazy woman in a Bat Girl costume collides with him and then tackles him off of his prey.

"GO!" I yelled, tumbling with the guy as I quickly punched the guy in the throat.

He gasped and fell off of me and I quickly climbed onto him and punched him a few good times in the face, blood stained my gloves and I quickly rolled off of him and grabbed a cell phone that was on the ground next to me before I dialed triple 0.

"Hi, I just caught some guy trying to illegally take advantage of a girl, come find him." I drop the phone to the ground and then pulled my fake hand cuff's out and trapped his wrists in the plastic.

He swore at me and I flipped him onto his stomach before I pressed my knee into his back, "This is why you don't be a dick, dick. 'Cause some crazy bitch in a Bat Girl costume will fuck you up."

Siren's whirled around me and I turned him over and kneed him one for the girl and took off towards my dorm.

Sliding through the doors I ran up the stairs and down the hallways, as if I was in the Breakfast Club movie.

I burst through my dorm door to see my room mate, Andy Jones sitting on her bed, her laptop on her stomach as she slurped a smoothie.

"What's up with you - is that blood?" she moved her laptop off of her and stared at me in shock.

"I just fucked up this guys face because he was about to do the hanky panky forcefully and the cops might be after me."

"I let you out for one goddamn fucking night and you punch some dick in the face?!" she cussed, slamming the door shut and locking it, "Get out of the costume, we need to hide the evidence if they do come around to fucking get you for beating the guy up, we all know how the system is fucked up and he'll probably be left off and you'll get twelve months on your record or something."

"... At least I had my pizza before I get locked up." I mumble, my main focus right now is to clean myself up and sleep.

And already the events at the party began to fade as Andy tried to pull me out of the leather pants... this might take... a year or so.

"How the hell did you get this on?!"

"YOU WATCHED ME GET IT ON!" I yelled at her.

"Well-" Andy was cut off by a knock on the door and we froze.

"Open up, this is the police! We need to ask the floor some questions."

"Fuck."