She couldn't exactly remember what the dream was about. But it was warm and peaceful, something like lying down on a cloud surrounded by fluffy kittens. But the sweet dream was ruined by a pillow smacking her face.

      "SELINA! WAKE UP!" Barbara screeched, her voice resembling something of a pterodactyl and a banshee, some kind of monstrous hybrid that ripped Selina from her perfect sleep time.

      "What the fu—?!"

      "Wakey wakey eggs and bacey! C'mon, we let ya sleep in, it's 6:30 in the mornin', get up!" Barbara's voice resumed back to normal as she jiggled the younger girl's thigh before hitting her again with the pillow.

      "Barbara, if you value your life, you'll STOP FUCKING DOING THAT!" Selina finally screamed back, anger in her eyes and looking ready to rip Barbara to shreds.

      "She sounds pissed, I'd listen to her if I were you, Babs." Selina could hear her best friend, Tabitha, say from the other room. Barbara rolled her eyes but obeyed, skipping out of the room. How the hell someone can manage to be so cheerful at such an ungodly hour was beyond her. But she groaned and rubbed her eyes, kicking the covers off her before flinging herself to her feet.

      Selina Kyle was nineteen now and perhaps had gone through more than anyone else her age have ever gone through. Left at an orphanage at age five, she went through things that she never uttered a word about to anyone before escaping when she was thirteen years old. She lived on the streets for some time, stealing and breaking into houses for shelter. It was there when she met one of her best friends, Bruce Wayne. But that, was simply a long story.

      Selina was too tired to properly function, yawning every other minute or so, barely bothering to brush her mop of dirty blonde curls. It was a miracle she managed to put her black boots on properly before she trudged her way to the kitchen, looking like an upset cat...well, cat was one of her main nicknames.

      "Jeez Cat, try not to look so angry." Barbara said, taking a bite of her toast. But Selina ignored her, merely making a cup of coffee and grabbing a Red Bull from the fridge.

      "It's too early for this shit." The teenager muttered, pouring the other drink into her coffee.

      Barbara's blue eyes widened in horror as she realized what the curly-haired teen was going to do, turning her blonde head towards Tabitha. "Tabby! We seriously gonna just let her overdose on caffeine?"

       Tabitha casually looked up from her own can of Red Bull, shrugging her shoulders. "She's legal, babe. She can do whatever the hell she wants." She and Selina shared a smirk, clinking their drinks together before sipping. Well, Tabitha sipped, Selina chugged the entire thing down quickly.

      How Selina met Tabitha Galavan and Barbara Kean was quite interesting. She was sixteen upon a club they were in. They were twenty-five year old bartenders and discovered quickly that Selina wasn't at the legal age to drink but still let her come in. The three of them grew close to the point where the two girlfriends decided to take Selina under her wing since she was still roaming around, both in her best friend's house and the streets.

      Barbara sighed under her breath, looking at her best friend and girlfriend in disappointment. "You two are terrible. We're supposed to be getting ready for the opening of our café, not getting high on caffeine."

      Ahh, yes. The Sirens Café & Tea, a coffee shop owned by the three women equally—don't ask where Selina got the money, just don't—and it was something that Barbara and Tabitha were very proud of. Selina was excited too...but since they couldn't afford to hire other employees, it meant that they all were working as baristas as well. Which meant socializing. Socializing was something that wasn't Selina's forte.

      "C'mon ladies! We got a coffee shop to open!" Barbara cheered, strutting out of the kitchen.

      Selina looked at Tabitha, raising a tired eyebrow. "How the hell do you manage to keep up with her."

      Tabitha shrugged her shoulders, a smirk suddenly dancing on her face. "She's a freak in the sheets." She merely said before following her girlfriend.

      A disgusted look came across Selina's face, her tongue sticking out as she almost lost her appetite for her caffeine induced drink. "Ewwww! That's fucking disgusting, ugh!" She squeaked out, forcing herself to finish her drink before trailing behind Tabitha, who's laughter filled the house.

      The drive to their café was quiet. Well, not necessarily. Barbara and Tabitha were talking but Selina was silent. She tapped her long nails against the window next to her, the sound resembling the sound of a heartbeat. She was nervous for their opening, yet exhausted, and also tired because why the hell did Barbara have to open the damn coffee shop so damn early? But if there was one thing Selina was good at, it was overcoming the odds and winning. And she was gonna win this.

      As they parked the car and walked toward the coffee shop, Selina noticed that there was some kind of garden shop just across the street. She didn't catch the name of it, but the sight of all the luscious and colorful flowers almost made her breathless.

      She walked behind Barbara and Tabitha, pausing to look at the café. A feeling of pride bubbled in Selina's chest as she looked around, her hands on the doorway. They did this. All three of them. They damn near built it from scratch, designed it and everything. The Sirens Café & Tea was finally coming to life.

      "Hey kitty, you comin' in?" Barbara asked, a teasing smirk on her pale face as she propped a hand on her hip.

      Selina smirked back, looking around again before nodding and stepping forward. "Hell yeah I am."