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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I woke up to the unpleasant sound of my phone ringing and vibrating on my bedside table.
I let out an annoyed groan before rolling over to the other side of my bed, and reaching for my phone.
I grabbed it and flipped it over to see who was calling so early in the morning.
Tony stark.
I rolled my eyes and pressed the green button on the screen to answer it.
"What?" I asked through the phone, sounding very displeased.
"Well good morning to you too grumpy." He snarked back.
"I was enjoying my sleep." I said as I rubbed my eye a bit.
"We've got information. Meet us in the lab." He instructed me, then ended the phone call without saying another word.
Information?
What informat—
Wait....
Ohhhhhh.
I forgot we got into an evil robot war last night.
I swiped on my phone and went into me and peters messages to text him.
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I chuckled at our quick conversation, then put my phone back down and laid there in my cozy bed as I waited for Peter and my water delivery. And about two minutes later, I heard a knock at my door.
"Why are you knocking?" I asked as I raised my head a bit from under my comforter, then I saw my door crack open, and peters head poke in.
"Habit." He said in response, and pushed my door all the way open to enter my room, and the bright yellow light from the hallway creeped in.
"Ughhhh shut the door." I whined, and threw the covers back over my face to block out any unwanted light.
"Jeez. Rough morning?" He asked me, and I felt him sit down on the end of my bed. I pulled the covers down and off my face, and did indeed see Peter sitting at the foot of my bed in his grey nasa t shirt and plaid pyjamas, and a water bottle in his hand.
