Adopted by Stucky

Part 27- training

What the last few days looked like
The panic attack was the last straw for you parents so they decided to start homeschooling you, it was a team effort
Bruce was your tutor for a lot of subjects, the important ones at least, like science, maths and English and then you didn't really have PE because you trained six days a week, once Bruce had started letting you. Wanda was helping with your powers and dad, papa and Nat helped with the hand-to-hand combat
Sam and Clint helped with you gun accuracy, Clint also started to teach you how to shoot with an
arrow, only to use as a last resort because you weren't that good
Your dads also did some history with you
And Tony did computer science with you, like coding and building robots, you were getting really good at it as well, Nat and your dad made sure you stayed on top of your Russian.
Every other subject you did in your free time, like you did geography by helping the avengers locate people and hydra bases, and you did the arts by perfecting your ukulele skills and singing, and you got into painting, mainly watercolour, you weren't the best but you enjoyed it and thats all that mattered, you never really did drama/theatre it just bored you.
Also Bruce had let you start walking again a few weeks ago, and you had started to train again, it took a while to get back into the swing of things, your arms were stronger than ever but your legs were weaker, still pretty strong thanks to the super soldier In You, still stronger than some avengers.
You weren't officially an avenger yet because your dads wanted to keep you safe

Present day

It's was a Monday morning so you were awake pretty early, because you had training at 6:30, You woke up in the morning to most of the avengers yelling so you chucked on your training clothes just to be safe and ran downstairs towards all the commotion in a meeting room, but annoyingly as you walked in the whole room went quiet and all eyes fell on you
"Ok you guys couldn't of made it more obvious that you were talking about me" you said annoyed
"Sorry doll, we were discussing what happened at school last week" dad explained
"So all the yelling was about how angry you were at flash or are you all disagreeing on something?" You said sarcastically
"Yes actually, We were just saying how much he has fucking hurt not only, you but Peter as well and everyone got so annoyed we started to raise our voices" Nat  explained
You just looked at them all suspiciously
"Papa Nat said a bad language word" you said with a smirk
"You are never letting that go are you?" You just shook your head in agreement
"Anywho, I don't believe that for one second but I'm gonna let it go because I don't want to push it" you said and just walked off towards the training room, to see Clint with his bow and arrow, a gun and some targets
"Hey y/n/n do you know what there yelling at now?"
"They say it's about Flash, but I don't believe that for a god damn second, but all I know is that it's about me" you explained annoyed "anywho are we going to go straight into this?" You asked
"Yea we will" he answered
You stretched a little and then got straight into it, your gun skills were perfectly perfect you hit every human shaped target either in the head or chest/heart area, your archery skills are getting better, you rarely missed but it still happened, 9/10 times you were accurate "great job y/n I think we will finish up here"
"Thanks Clint, imma stay here for bit, maybe get a bit of anger out, run a little, you know just what I'd normally do" you said, he nodded, suspicious
"You sure your ok y/n/n?" He asked
"Yea I'm fine Clint" you said with a realistic face on, but in reality that panic attack had really damaged you, you couldn't shake the self harm urges, so you were taking it out on your training
You got on the treadmill and put on AC/DC on full blast, you set your speed for 27mph which is just under your personal best, but you only ever go this fast when you feel any sort of heightened emotion, you put all of it in your feet and had to put the speed up because you were going to fast for the machine. in the end, you put it up to 30mph which is beating your personal best, only by 1mph but that can feel like loads at this speed, after about 5 minutes at this speed you got off, and used a punching bad until it burst across the room, your knuckles were bloody but you just covered it easily
You went upstairs into your room and showered and got dressed for the rest of the day it was still only 9am which is one hour before more lessons start

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I've completely re-written this because I absolutely hated the last chapter, and this seems better personally.so yea