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People had always told me I was fearless. I like to consider that a good thing, but many think it is bad. But I think it has some good to it. After all, if I wasn't so fearless, I never would have moved out to Gotham all by myself. I've been here for almost a week now, 6 days to be exact. I've been told I wouldn't last a week in Gotham- coming from a quiet little suburb across the country. Guess I've just about made it, and I've made it pretty easily too. I wouldn't have made it so easily if it wasn't for Bruce Wayne.

I arrived in Gotham during the afternoon rush. I was on my way to the hotel I would be staying at until I could find my own place. I had no clue where I was going and the streets were so crowded that I got lost. I must have missed the bus stop or something. I was standing there like an idiot on the sidewalk, probably with a dumb expression on my face. That's when Bruce kindly walked up to me and said "Need some help?" He was very handsome, and I was quite embarrassed to have this good looking guy see me as I was. However stupid I may be, I am not stupid enough to turn down help when I need it.

"Ah, yes, I may need a little." I said with a smile. My dark brown hair fell into my face, and I pushed it away.

"I'm guessing you're lost?" he said in his charming voice.

"Yeah" I told him hesitantly, "I just arrived in Gotham today. I'm trying to get to my hotel."

"Where are you staying?"

"Gotham Royale Hotel."

"Excellent hotel, if I do say so myself. But lucky for you, I know how to get there. And don't worry, with my driving, we'll be there in no time."

"Thanks so much!" I said, and I followed him to his nice black sports car. It looked very modern, and I wasn't even sure of what company made it. He opened the door for me. The seats were a black leather, and probably the most comfortable car seats I've ever been in.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself." he said. "I'm Bruce Wayne. And you are?"

"Anna." I replied. "Anna Roberts."

"Nice to meet you, Anna." he said, and gave me a lovely smile.

"You too, Bruce. I guess I must have gotten so caught up in being lost I didn't even bother to ask who you were. You could be a criminal for all I know." We both laughed.

"Trust me, I am the furthest thing from a criminal in all of Gotham." he told me.

We were now on our way to the hotel. Bruce seemed to be going really fast- he was passing up all the other cars. But that didn't really seem to bother me. It was kind of fun. I was in the middle of my thoughts, when Bruce interrupted me.

"So, how long are you going to be in Gotham?" he asked.

"As of now, um, forever." I said. "I'm moving here. The only reason I'm staying at a hotel is so I'll have a few days to find myself a place."

"Good luck doing that." he said. "You're going to need a few weeks to find a place here."

"Well I guess with my budget I'm going to be staying in cheap motels, then." Bruce laughed.

"You know, it's going to take you awhile to get a place. How about you come stay with me in my penthouse for awhile. Don't worry, there's plenty of room, and you won't be a bother to me at all."

"Really? Are you sure?" I'm pretty sure my face was in shock. Staying in a penthouse right after I moved to Gotham. Wow!

"Of course. Just stay tonight at the hotel since you already have a room reserved, and tomorrow I can come pick you up."

"Wow! Really, thank you so much! I honestly never knew there were people this nice. Thanks!"

By this time we were at the front of the hotel, and Bruce parked the car while halfway getting out.

"I'll help you with your bags." he said, while pulling out both my suitcases and handing them to the bell boy. "Give me your number, so I can call you tomorrow before I get you."

I handed him my phone number, gave him a handshake, another thank you and a good bye, then headed inside to check in. The check in for the hotel was easy, and I was given my room number and key within a few minutes. I walked to the elevator and went up to my room on the 14th floor.

As I entered the room, I was surprised. Everything looked so high class. There was a kind size bed, couch, table with 2 chairs, 2 nightstands, several lamps, and even a balcony with a terrific view of the city. I decided to stay in my room that night rather than going out, and I was fine doing just that.