Parker POV
Thankfully It's Saturday I don't really have to pretend to get up for school. I can just lay in bed and stare at the wall.
Looking out the window or anything then socializing Not really in the mood for it.
I sighed as I had my back to the door.
That's when I hear a knock on the door.
ugh seriously can't I just have two minutes of peace.
"Go away.." I mumbled
The knocking got louder.
The knocking got louder.
Ugh!!
I got out of bed still in the clothes I slept in last night. I stomped to the door swinging open the door.
"Are you deaf!" I said
Suddenly I'm looking up at Bucky.
"No I'm not deaf, I may be old but no I'm not deaf." He said with his arms crossed
"Then go away." I said walking back into the room
I flopped on the bed with my face in the pillow.
"Is this what you're planning on doing all day? Lay in bed?" He said
"Yes." I mumbled into the pillow
"Did you sleep in your clothes last night?" He asked
"Yeah, so." I said in my pillow.
"That's it get up." He said
"No thanks." I said
"Get up or I'm going to make you get up." He said
"knock yourself out." I said
then suddenly I am thrown over his shoulder.
"Hey! cut it out you knuckle head!" I yelled hitting him in the back.
He walked out of my room and down the hallway.
"I'm serious cut it out!!" I yelled
"We need to talk." Bucky said
"I'm not in the mood to talk! now put me down!" I said
"Too bad." He said
Next thing I know he sat me in a chair in a conference room. Where Steve was waiting standing with his arms crossed.
I stood up pointing at him.
"Don't you ever do that again." I said glaring at him
"Maybe next time you won't give me lip." He said smirking
"Well this has been fun but I'm just going to-" I began to walk out.
"Sit down we need to talk," Steve said
"Now." Bucky said sternly which made me sit
I just rolled my eyes.
Steve sits on one side of me and Bucky on the other I was starting to feel a little uncomfortable.
Then suddenly Steve passes me a paper I look down at it without any surprised because I know what that paper is.It's the paper My pop pop sighed me over to Steve and Bucky in the event of his death.
But I was a little shocked that they have it. Wait that means they were in my room snooping.
"You were in my room?" I asked my voice laced with venom
"You left us no choice," Bucky said
I rolled my eyes
"Yeah because I have just been terrible partying do drugs shame." I said that was mega sarcasm
"Are you doing drugs?" Steve asked
I rolled my eyes
"No, it's called sarcasm." I said
"Why didn't you tell us?" Steve said
I didn't really know how to answer that question. Why didn't I tell them? Because I just lost another person I cared deeply about? or was it the fear of getting my hopes too high that once I start feeling like everything is going good I get that ripped from me.
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Avengers, Care
FanfictionParker Brendon a very intelligent 14 year old. under the care of her 80 year old grandfather. What happens when Nik Fury sends a few of the avengers to her house after high jacking into their system. And what happens when Steve and Bucky realize t...