Sonya POV

After a year of training and Hacking with Barbara I have to say that I have improved a great deal. I'm attending Gotham Academy with Babs and Di and life is going pretty great for the most part. I still don't have my memories from the Circus or any days before my foster homes and Orphanages. Im working on it though. Dick thinks that Harley Quinn might be behind this along with the Joker. I don't know why they would want to erase my memories though. Then there is the whole last name thing. Quinzell, It's not exactly a common last name. I'm from Romania and Harley doesn't have any traces there that we know of. It gives me a headache.

Lean closer to my mirror trying to create the "Winged eyeliner eyeshadow" look. Once I think I have it I lean away from the mirror. I look like a damn raccoon. I let out a frustrated growl and slam my eyeshadow pallet shut. I march across the hall and straight into Dicks room. He was in a handstand reading a book.

"Hey Di!" I called to him. He didn't answer.

"Didi!" I called a little louder but still got no response. I walked up behind him and pushed him out of his handstand and onto his back.

"Wha-! Oh hi Soni." He said scratching the top of his head. "Ummm... What happened to your face?"

"Fix it please! I'm a failure!" I said dramatically falling back onto his bed.

"Not a problem Soni." He said pulling out a makeup box from under his bed and started fixing my face.

It only took him five minutes to fix my face. I was late for shopping with Arty and she was not going to be happy.

"Thanks Di!" I called running out the door before he could even put all of the stuff away.

I ran down the stairs, grabbed my purse from the living room and ran down the stairs to the batcave. I punched in the coordinates to downtown Gotham in the Zeta tube and I was on my way to meet Arty.