"He's fast, she's weird, and she's supernatural."
Katriana Maximoff is the little sister of Wanda and Pietro Maximoff. She'd never signed up to be an Avenger. And she definitely didn't want to go to school. But what if that all changed when a certa...
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"So. Hi?" Sam sat in the seat of his car, looking back at Kat in the backseat.
"Hi?" Kat awkwardly waves.
"So. I know you definitely saw Steve handing the shield to me, and I just wanna say-"
"Yeah. Um, thanks for driving me, Bird Brain."
"No problem pipsqueak." Sam smiles, driving up to the school. "Now you have a good vacation, no troubles, and um yeah. Have fun I guess."
"See you then." Kat steps out of the car, opening the trunk and grabbing her suitcase and backpack.
"Bye. And now it's time to annoy Bucky." Sam's lips quirked up into a small smile, as he drove away, leaving Kat to her own devices.
Walking into Midtown, Kat set her stuff at Mr. Harrington's room, waving to him as she walked back into the halls, not bothering to stop by her locker, as she and MJ emptied it out earlier.
Betty Brant popped up on the school news, with her fellow newscaster, Jason Ionello. "This year has been nothing short of-"
A beep blocks out what he said. "Shit is crazy. It's like, insane."
"Jason," Betty says, disapprovingly.
"What?" Jason questions.
"No swearing," Betty replies.
"Yeah, it's like the last day of school, we're good." Jason reasons.
Betty rolls her eyes, before continuing. "Historic. Over five years ago, half of all life in the universe, including our own Midtown High was wiped from existence. But then eight months ago, a band of brave heroes brought us back. They called it the Blip. Those of us who blipped away came back the same age. But our classmates that didn't blip grew five years older."
