Once the bell rings indicating that class has officially begun, Mr. Chapin walks in and announces something to the class.

Mr. Chapin: Alright students, I want you to know you're getting a new student who just transferred here to Metropolis High.

Y/n: New kid? I should try to make them feel welcome...

You think about the new student while drinking your water as the student walks in and introduces herself, causing you to do a full spit take on Garth, who's sitting in front of you

Basila: My name is Basila Karlo, and I just moved to Metropolis, I hope we can be good friends!

Y/n: What the hell is she doing here?!?!

Mr. Chapin: Right, well Miss Karlo, you can take your seat over there, next to that kid in the red hoodie

The whole class turns over to you as you notice the empty desk right next to you

Y/n: Dang it...

Basila walks over and takes her seat as your teacher finally begins the lesson. After a bit, your teacher lets you work with the person next to you for the rest of the class, so you push your desk next to Basila's and cover yourselves with a book to block any eavesdroppers

Y/n: What are you doing here?! I thought you turned yourself in?

Bas: I got offered a deal. Go to juvie or join a reform program. Obviously, I chose the latter

Y/n: You gotta be kidding me. They gave you a deal literally right after you admitted to robbing banks and almost killing me?!

Bas: Would you shut up, and besides I returned all that stuff, eel boy

Y/n: Whatever, clay face I'm onto you!

Suddenly Zee walks up to you two and sets the book barrier down

Zee: You do realize that the whole class can hear you right?

You both look at your class, who are all staring at you. You sheepishly laugh as the bell rings, indicating class has ended. The students start piling out as you and Bas pack up your belongings.

Y/n: Bas, I'm not joking. If you try anything, so help me god I won't hesitate to knock your ass out again

Bas: Relax, I'm just trying to better my life. Same as you. Smell ya later, Eel Boy!

Bas grabs her backpack and proceeds to walk out of the classroom, leaving you alone with Zee, who was waiting to walk out with you. You throw your bag onto your shoulder as you let Zee lock her arms around your arm and walk out of the classroom together

Y/n: Today is gonna be torture...

Zee: Look on the bright side, babe. It's not like you're stuck with her all-day

Y/n: True, I'll call you when I get home, okay?

Zee: K, love you

Y/n: Love you, too

You kiss Zee before making your way to your next class, only for Bas to be in that one as well. And the next...And the next...And the next...And so on...

Later that afternoon, after a long day of dealing with Bas' antics in every single one of your classes, you sulk your way into your house and collapse onto your couch

Y/n: I'm finally free! Finally!

You laugh almost maniacally as your mom walks in, drying her hands after finishing doing the dishes

Mom: How was school, hon?

Y/n: Exhausting! I'm so glad I'm home and don't have to deal with-

Suddenly Basila walks out of the kitchen into the living room and stands next to your mom, causing you to almost throw yourself off the couch.

Y/n: BASILA?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!

Bas: Oh, didn't I tell you at school? I'm in a reform program, remember?

Y/n: Mom? Tell me she isn't...

Mom: She's the girl we decided to take in

Hearing that sentence escape your mom's mouth sent such a shock to your system that you can literally feel your blood vessels bursting and your eye twitching. You grab Basila's hand and almost drag her up the stairs 

Y/n: I JUST NEED TO TALK TO HER FOR A SECOND BE RIGHT BACK LOVE YOU, MOM!

You drag Bas into your room and bolt the door shut

Bas: Wow, so forward. And right in front of your mother, too. Y/n you dirty slimy boy~

Y/n: Zip it, how did you convince my parents to take you in?!

Bas: Well, you're the only person I know in this entire city, I just told the cops about you and they called your folks. They were happy to take me in after hearing my sob story of being raised on the streets of Gotham, resorting to petty crime just to survive.

Y/n: So, you lied to them?

Bas: I wouldn't call it "lying" per se, I am an actress after all. But yeah I basically lied to them

Y/n: Be real with me, are you just doing this to spite me?

Bas: Spite you? Why would I wanna do that?

Y/n: Yknow, because I turned you into-

Basila then morphs into her Clayface form to show what you did to her

Basila: This?

Y/n: Yeah...

Basila changes back to her human form and places a hand on your shoulder

Bas: It's okay, I don't blame you anymore. In hindsight, some things are just out of our control. Maybe being like this is an opportunity to better myself as a person.

Y/n: So you're really trying to reform?

Bas: Yeah...and who better to teach me than the "Malleable Martyr" himself

Y/n: Okay, I didn't come up with that nickname, that was the news

Basila laughs as you feel your phone vibrating. You fish it out of your pocket to see Zee trying to video chat with you, and you answer it

Y/n: Hey babe, I was gonna call you earlier but-

Zee: Yeah yeah it's fine but we need help, Livewire's terrorizing Midtown!

Y/n: Say less, I'm on my way

You look at Basila and smirk

Y/n: And I'm bringing backup! Love you

You hang up the phone as Basila looks at you with confusion

Bas: What backup?

Y/n: What do you think?

Basila looks away as you change into your Plastic-Man outfit

Y/n: Ready for your first lesson, Clayface?

Bas gives a look of determination as she morphs into Clayface 

Bas: Born ready, Plastic-Man!

You shapeshift into a hang glider as Bas grabs onto you and uses you to glide all the way to Midtown