Chapter 5: School

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Your Pov:
I stepped into the car, or limousine, what ever you prefer. Happy drove me and Peter to school, because we go to the same high school apparently.

"Nervous, Miss Stark?" he asked while looking in the back mirror.

"Why would I be nervous? It's not like the future of the world is on my shoulders." I said.

Peter started laughing, but I thought I was completely serious. After a 10 minute ride, we arrived at school. We stepped out of the car and into the building. I couldn't help catching people staring at me, like I was special.

Peter took me to the principal's office, which was vey kind of him.

"I'll be in room 020, that's my homeroom." he said, walking away.

"Okay, thanks." I said, and stepped into the principal's office.

"Please, sit down." the principal said, so I did, "Welcome Ms Stark, to our school. It is an honour to have you here. Here is your class schedule and the key to your locker."

He gave me a piece of paper and a key with the number 077 on it.

"Your homeroom is in room 020. Have fun at our school, may you learn great things." he ended his talk with.

He gave me a hand, and I walked towards room 020. I knocked on the door, and a nice looking lady opened.

Peter's Pov:
We were just discussing what we did this weekend, when we heard a knock on the door.

Ms Warren, our teacher, opened the door. In the dooropening was Y/n.

"Hi, you must be Y/n. Come in." Ms Warren said.

Y/n walked in, and stood there in the front of the class.

"Guys, this is Y/n, your new classmate. Y/n, why don't you introduce yourself?" the teacher said.

"Hi, I'm Y/n Stark. My dad is Tony Stark, the famous Iron Man. I'm 15 and been homeschooled my entire life. Any questions? Yes, boy in the front with the arrogant look on his face?" she said, pointing at Flash, our school bully.

"Are you single?" he asked laughing.

"How does 15 years being isolated in a tower sound to you? None of your business." she said, rolling her eyes.

"You can sit next to Peter, Y/n. Now, who can tell me what 326*54248^2 is?" asked the teacher, while writing the equation on the board.

When she turned around to look who knew the answer, she was surprised.

"Y/n, why do you have your hand raised?"

"Because that's what you do when you know the answer? I mean, everyone could see that it's 694.511.538.944. It's just easy math." She said like it was nothing.

Everyone looked at her with a shocked face, but then at Ms Warren, to see if it was correct.

"That's correct, Y/n. Now guys, take notes, because clearly Y/n is the only one who did something to learn it. Class dismissed."

Your Pov:
Apparently I'm now some sort of miracle or something, because after a couple of lessons, when it was time for lunch, everyone was talking about me. I officially hate being in the spotlights, I don't know how others do it. I walked into the cafeteria, and saw Peter sitting with a guy named Ned, who I got to know during the day.

"Hi guys, can I sit here?" I asked them with a kind smile.

"A-are you sure y-you wanna sit at our table?" Ned stuttered, he's kind of impressed by me.

"If I didn't want to, would I be asking?" I said, being a little irritated.

"Of course you can sit with us, Y/n." Peter said, while moving his stuff so I could sit down.

After a while, when we were talking, a girl came to our table. I saw Peter and Ned staring at her with a scared look on their faces.

"Hi, I'm Liz and you must be Y/n Stark right? Look, you seem really nice, and so am I, so let's be friends. Me and the girls are going shopping this afternoon, wanna come?" She said with a smile that was more fake than anything I've seen.

I was a bit overwhelmed what just had happened, so to be sure, I read her mind.

"I can totally convince her. And once she is coming, she will buy me everything."

"Hm, no thank you. You clearly wanna use me for my money and the fact that my dad is Iron Man. That sounds to me like a golddigger, not really original. So if I wasn't clear enough before, thank you but no thank you." I said, copying the fake smile.

Liz scoffed, but then she walked away. I wanted to continue the conversation with Ned and Peter, but then I remembered I had to put some of my books in my locker.

"Hey Peter, do you know where locker 077 is? I need to put some of my books away."

"Yeah, that's on the opposite mine. Come, I'll show you." He said happy.

When we walked out of the cafeteria, I could feel the peaking eyes in my back. Oh my god, people are the most annoying species of existing life sometimes.

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