Parker

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Homecoming

I grew up mainly in the spotlight, I mean when your dad is a multi-billionaire there isn't really any hiding. My Mother had died during childbirth and (apart from Pepper) was the only woman my dad has ever truly loved. I don't much about my mother only that her name was Charlie and she was known for her beauty and her ability to get out of difficult situations. I had inherited of my mothers traits, even her middle name, y/n Charlie Stark, I also inherited quite a lot of my dad's traits. like that strange but brilliant mind of his.

I lived with my dad in the US until I was nine, when dad sent me to boarding school in England. He says it was so I could have a better education away from all the things surrounding my family, I say it's because he wanted me out of the way whilst he set up the avengers and Nat says it's because he wanted a kid with a British accent, either way, since all the stuff that went down with Ultron and with Cap (I don't know he became like a war criminal or something) dad wants me to come and live with him in New York.  That means, new school, new friends, basically a new life.

I was so nervous on the flight home, yes I'd been home for holidays (apart from this summer which I'd spent in Spain) but still, apart from Nat and Steve, I'd only met the other avengers a few times, so yeah. 

When I arrived my room was all ready- my stuff had been sent ahead- including my massive surround-sound system. If there was one thing I loved more than computer-science it was music and, come on, it was a cure for everything. My anxiety about my new life wasn't going away so, of course, I jammed the volume as high as it would go and started playing the next song on my playlist. I just danced for a while with no rhythm or timing, just getting all the feelings out, forgetting everything. 

I don't think loud music and jumping around was the best first impression though as I was only 2 songs into the playlist when C.H.A.R.L.I.E alerted me of someone standing outside my door (C.H.A.R.L.I.E my personal AI). I quickly shut off the music.

"Charlie unlock door" 

"Looks like someone made themselves at home," it was Steve.

"oh, yeah, sorry about that." I say sheepishly

"Just maybe keep it down, we're trying to have a meeting and it sounds like all hell is breaking loose above us, excited for a new school?"

"School is school I guess, so I don't know,"

"oh Tony didn't tell you?"

"Tell me what?" I was confused, my dad normally tells me everything.

"It's a special, advanced science school,"

"Well, that makes tomorrow a lot better!"

"Anyway kid, dinner's in 15, maybe change out of your travelling clothes, it's not just you and your dad." and with that he shut the door.

I sighed and flopped onto my bed, just great, now I had to go have dinner with the whole Avengers team, just my luck. I quickly chucked on an outfit, nothing special really.

Then I ran a quick brush through my hair, popped on some socks. You'd think, being a multi-billionaire, my dad could afford to turn on the underfloor heating but nooo, it's summer and it's not eco-efficient. Fuck eco-efficient, my feet are cold. 

I slid down the stairs and almost fell into Nat at the bottom.

"Woah there be carful!" She caught onto my arm stopping me from falling over.

"Really Nat? Your a fully trained assassin and your biggest worry is me falling of a stair rail."  She rolled her eyes at my response and lead me into the dining room.

"Alright guys, this is Mini Stark-" I elbowed Nat, "- y/n, and y/n this is Bruce, Thor, Sam, Clint, Wanda, Vision, Bucky and, Steve you already know" The people round the table all said hi. 

Soon after, my dad came in and sat beside me.

"So" he started

"So"

"I heard Cap already spilled the beans about the new school-"

"Dad, please tell me you did not just say 'spilled the beans'"

"Yes I did, moving on, the school is in Queens and it's called Midtown. I've already spoken to the Principal and we'll keep you under your real name and add some security round the school"

"WHAT!" Everyone looked up from their food, "you can't" I said in a quieter tone.

"Unless you'd like to go under a fake name?"

"ughhh, fine you win." We'd tried the fake last name at my first boarding school, it didn't work, I ended up having to move to a more remote school and using my real name. The only place I really used my full name was in formal situations, and definitely not on social media, I mean it would look a little sus if 'y/n Stark' ended up in someones suggested on instagram. Other than formally my last name's only ever used by Nat in her annoying nickname 'Mini Stark', I'm almost taller than her and she still has the audacity to call me 'Mini'.

When dinner was over (after deciding the floor was to cold for the stairs) I practically jumped in the elevator. This was my favourite time of the day. I ran into my room and slammed the door shut. 

"Charlie, Euphora Mode,"