3 and a half years ago you moved into Avengers compound after being expelled from boarding school. A seven year old who drove your parents insane with your atrocious behaviour. Now 11, your parents thought you completely got over your self-harm. Currently suffering from a severe eating disorder that it's a miracle no one has found out. Your supposed to be returning to boarding school after the summer and your more than ready to finally get away from your parents military rules and insane roommates.
"Y/n you got to have a checkup before you go back to school!" Your Dad insisted.
"And you need to train less but you don't see me telling you what to do." You complained back at him.
"Young lady you know full and well what is appropriate behaviour!" Pa yelled.
"So." You replied to him.
"I don't see why I can't just stay at school here. With Peter?" I complained.
"You're going into your Sophomore year. The compound was never supposed to be a place for children. Now that Morgan is starting boarding school we think it is time for you to go back." Dad explained.
"Ugh. Fine but no checkup."
"Why not you haven't had a checkup in forever. We need to make sure you're healthy." Pa said.
"Fine but we're going now." I stated. I brushed past my desk slipping a 25lb (Aprox 10kg) weight into my hoodie pocket. Thankfully my doctors appointments are nice and close.
....
"Good morning Y/N how are you today?" Bruce asks as I sit down.
"I'd rather not be here."
"Alright so if I Can first get your height and weight." I roll my eyes getting up and walking over to the wall. Unsurprisingly I am way short for my age. I get on the scale. 85lbs. So what 60. I'm not going down but it's good that I am not going up either.
"Wow, so your about a normal weight now which is good." Bruce said.
"You are still pretty skinny. I reckon you should be eating more." I rolled my eyes.
"Alright any issues currently going on with your health?"
"You see me pretty much every day. What do you think?" I asked rhetorically.
"Anything I don't know about maybe?" Bruce asked.
"No Dr Banner." I said in a simular way to kids mocking a suck up.
"Ok then Miss Roger-Barnes you can leave tell your parents your ok." He told me.
"See you at dinner." I replied rolling my eyes walking out of the lab.
"Bruce says I'm fine help me pack my trunk." I told my father walking back to my bedroom.
"Attitude Y/N" Mr Captain Rogers "I'm better than you" said.
"Attitude Y/N" I mocked back at him.
"Go time out. Corner of the room now." Dad stated.
"Yeah right." I ignored him and kept putting stuff in piles to pack.
"Don't you dare disobey me Y/N" My Dad said. I just rolled my eyes and continued ignoring him. I felt myself lift off the ground as I begun to struggle.
"Let me go you arse!" I yelled pissed.
"You were given a chance." Pa said placing me in the corner of the room.
"Young lady your behaviour today has been unacceptable."
"I'm not a kid anymore you know that. You can't just pick me up every time I ignore you!" I glared at him.
"Yes I can. Now 11 minutes in the corner."
"Fine."
....
11 minutes later.
...
"Would you like to apologise?" Pa asked.
"Nah not really." I walked back over to my stuff.
I think my Dad started lecturing me but I wouldn't know cause I totally zoned out.
I finished packing my trunk so I moved it to the side.
"Alright bye I'm going out now dunno when I'll be back." I left the room. I walked out of compound and made my way to Peters apartment. Unlike a normal person I didn't knock on the door, rather I climbed up the building.
"Pete." I whispered aggressively through the half open window.
"Y/N?"
"Don't act like this is new. Now are you going to let me in or just leave me hanging. Get it." I would have laughed but that didn't seem safe.
He opened the window and offered me a hand which I gladly took.
"You didn't tell me you where coming?" He exclaimed.
"Yea well. To be honest didn't know I was just let the world take me where it wanted.
"Anyway Pete, you wanna binge Star Wars. Since I am leaving next week."
"I still can't believe you are going. It sucks so much I have to actually make friends." He complained.
"What about Ned he's your friend?" I asked with a small smirk.
"Oh yeah good point." He commented.
"Give me a reason it sucks you are leaving." He whined.
"Uh I don't know, let's just start the movie." I told him pressing play on the TV.
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Still Roger-Barnes
FanfictionY/N Roger-Barnes is now eleven suffering from a major eating disorder that has been in her life since she was about seven. When someone finally finds out that is what has been causing her to be severely underweight All these years is it too late.
