Y/N Starks life isn't like your average teenager.
Most kids her age are going to high school, going to partys, applying for collage... but Y/N? Y/N is training to be an avenger just like her father.
Along with her bestfriends Kate Bishop, Yelena B...
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the avengers quinjet an hour later
i don't know what happened in that building when the rest of us went on the jet, but it was definitely something.
sure..... my dad always acts weird.... but the past thirty minutes since he's gotten on the jet, he's been a whole different kind of weird.
secretive weird.
and i'm the only one who seems to notice.
"you okay?" peter asked as he walked up and sat beside me back in his seat, clearly noticing i was lost in thought.
"yeah, yeah... just thinking." i said honestly answering him, then i saw him hold out a water bottle to give to me.
i smiled and gladly took it.
"thinking about what?" he asked me as he twisted the cap open, and took a sip of his own water.
"nothing..... my dads just being..... weird." i said as i looked over at my father who was standing with steve and thor on the other side of the jet with lokis sceptre in front of them on the table.
"can i play music?" yelena asked as she yelled back from the drivers seat of the jet.
she didn't even give anyone else a chance to sit in that seat before she claimed it as her own for the drive back.
which was fair considering nat told her she could fly it back home.
"god no." clint said as he raised his head a little from the bed he was on.
"shut up and rest." kate said as she put two fingers on her fathers forehead, and pushed his head back down on the pillow.
"i'm not taking orders from my own kid." he said with complete attitude.
"yes you are. stop arguing and just lay down." nat added as she joined the conversation. i looked over and saw her sitting on the ground with bruce.
that's another weird thing. there is definitely something going on there.
and im gonna investigate it.
"what's that face for?" peter asked me, noticing my facial expression which i didn't even knew i had.
"what?.... oh nothing." i said back.
"nuh uh.... don't lie." he said, then turned his body to face me. i scooted a little closer so the people around us wouldn't hear what i was gonna say.
"i think there's something going on with nat and bruce." i whispered to peter, loud enough for him to here. he furrowed his eyebrows and made a confused face.
"what do you mean?" he asked, having no idea what i was talking about.
it's good he's cute because he's a little clueless.
