It's now Monday and for once I'm actually excited for school, mainly since I'll be seeing Peter.
I got scolded and lectured by my dad and Pepper for at least an hour yesterday and I'm yet again grounded. I'd been ungrounded for one whole day, a new record. Natasha had felt too bad to scold me as she felt she was to blame, even though I assured her she wasn't as I was the one who refused to open the door.
Sun rays shine into my room, lighting up everything they hit. My alarm goes off and I roll off my bed, falling onto the floor as I hear footsteps quickly approaching my room but I can't be bothered to see who it is. My door swings open seconds later and Clint runs in. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT- oh. Are- are you good?" He laughs maniacally seeing me sprawled across the floor.
"Fuck off." I mumble, causing him to laugh harder whilst leaving my room. Rolling my eyes I stand up and head to my closet to try to find a decent outfit for the day.
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Finally choosing the perfect outfit, I quickly change before moving onto my hair. Not caring, I pull it into a messy ponytail and head for the elevator.
"Morning people!" I greet, a smile spread across my face as I take a seat at the table.
"Hey Avrora." Steve greets smiling back at me and Bucky does the same as he hands me a plate of avocado toast. I thank him and dig in greedily.
"Wait- where's my parents?" I question Steve and he looks at me with a sympathetic look on his face. Great, theyre on a mission. Steve confirms my theory and informs me that Pepper is in Washington for a meeting and I abruptly stand up and leave the kitchen not wanting to show them my disappointment. Why didn't they tell me?
Happy greets me outside and I sit in the back not wanting to talk to anyone. "You okay kid?" He asks me, voice riddled with worry. I nod my head in response and turn to look out the window. Not noticing, I begin picking at the now scarred skin on my hands as thoughts swirl around my mind. I hate it when my three parents go away, especially my dad and Nat as I never know if theyre coming back alive or not. Every mission could be their last and it worries me everytime.
"Kid! Hey- stop doing that. Do you uh- wanna go home?" He inquires, still laced with concern. I notice what he's talking about and curse to myself before shaking my head. If I'm at home, I'm going to be alone and I'll just worry more. I need to distract myself.
Minutes later we arrive at the school and Happy says goodbye with a hug which shocks me down to my core and I return it before heading into the school. My lockers quite close to the entrance so I arrive there quickly and get the books I need and place my backpack in.
Still not wanting to converse, I head straight to my first class. Fuck. Chemistry. I have that with Peter. As much as I wanted to see him today, I can't let him see me like this- especially not after the weekend. Instead, my legs take me over to the soccer field. Since coming here, I've loved hanging out behind a huge tree when I want to be alone as nobody can see you from there.
