(Book 3 in the Nightingale series)
"This whole living on your own thing is hard."
Life can be hard but it's harder when you are playing the role of a high school student and a superhero.
As Allison's past starts to close in on her, Peter's whole lif...
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Allison sat in the coffee shop with Ned while they waited for Peter. Ned was eating a donut. Allison was scrolling through Insta seeing all the recent news. Peter swings down in front of a donut shop decorated for Halloween. Some people walking past look at him strangely but he continues to hurry into the shop. Peter quickly enters the shop holding his MIT envelope. MJ was standing there at the counter in her uniform holding her's up.
"Ready?"
The two head to where Allison and Ned are. Peter hands Allison her envelope and sits down next to her. Allison plays with the corners of the envelope.
"Okay... ready?" MJ asks.
"Jones, I told you to take down the Halloween decorations." MJ's boss yells at her from his office.
She turns to face him, "actually that was Sasha, so–"
"Enough attitude, just do it." He yells back at her.
"Honestly I would just quit. He's a fucking jerk."
"Well, I need the money."
"I feel like I'm gonna puke," Ned said.
"Well don't... because he will just make me clean it." MJ looked very nervous that Ned was gonna puke,
"This is our only shot. It's here or nowhere."
"Ned..."
"Okay, you guys ready?" MJ asked.
"Yeah."
"Okay. On three? One, two, three–"
Allison takes a deep breath while reading the letter inside.
"Allison Rogers,
You have been accepted to MIT, please consider this as a college for next semester."
She kept reading the letter.
"No."
"No."
"No."
"You?" Peter asked Allison.
"No." She lies to them not wanting to hurt anyone's feelings.
"In light of recent controversy, we are unable to consider your application at this time." Ned reads his letter out loud.
"This is so not fair. I mean, this is so not fair! I didn't do anything wrong. I mean, you guys definitely didn't do anything wrong."
"Expect disappointment and you will never get disappointed."
Allison picks up her things.
"I gotta go guys so I'll see y'all later."
"Where do you have to go?" Peter asks.
"Duty calls."
She heads to the door and gives a little salute.
"Sorry guys, I'll text or call later."
She opens the door heading towards the cemetery. It's only about a ten-minute walk so it's manageable. Allison enters the cemetery heading towards her parents. She looks at the headstones and reads the names.
Margaret Elizabeth "Peggy" Carter
April 9, 1921 - June 18, 2016
Agent, Daughter, Sister, Wife, and Mother
Agent Carter was the founder of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Steven Grant Rogers
July 4, 1918 - November 12, 2024
WWII hero, Son, Husband, Father
She sits down in front of their headstones before she starts to speak.
"Hey, Mom. Hey Dad." She says.
Allison looks up at the sky trying to hold in her tears.
"So I got into college. I got into the school you got into, Dad before you joined the army and became Captain America. I'm happy I got into there but I also got into MIT and Peter didn't. He wants everyone to go to MIT and I don't. Everything is just so fucked up right now. Like Peter's identity got revealed, I'm going to college and can't decide where to go, and you guys aren't here. I don't wanna make you feel bad but I really need you guys right now, just to tell me what to do."
She lets out a shaky breath.
"I just, I just don't know what to do."
Allison looks at her mother's headstone and wonders what her mother is doing right now. Tears start to fall from Allison's eyes as she thinks of her parents. They were probably playing with her younger siblings or strolling through town, or even being Captain America and Agent Carter.
"Damn, I do miss you guys."
Allison looks over at the other headstones there, her siblings.
James Grant Rogers
August 27, 1950 - May 6, 2020
Son, Brother, Husband, Father
"Sorry, kid I never did meet you. I'm sure you were cool."
She looked over at her sister's.
Sarah Grace Rogers
March 22, 1948 - September 4, 2020
Daughter, Sister, Wife, Mother
"And I'm sure you were pretty badass."
Allison smiled to herself. She then wiped her tears off her face before standing up to leave.
"I love you guys." She smiled and started to walk home.
Her neck started to feel weird, like the tingle when something bad was about to happen. Allison heard a laugh behind her before getting picked up by her ankles. She dangled upside down in the air attached to something. She looked up seeing the one and only Green Goblin.
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