Chapter 2

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Chapter 2:

I was getting bored by the minute, so I decided to ditch this shit, and probably walk home. I mean, there are only 14 minutes until the bell rings, why not leave a little early?

I grabbed my bag, and casual clothes, 'Ehh, I'll change out of my gym clothes at home', I thought to myself, as I stood up and started to walk to the door. I would have made it, but then I heard this over the speakers booming, "Esther? Is there an Esther here?" I sighed. "Ughh! What now?!" I turned on my heel and headed to where to coach was sitting, by the emergency door at the other side of the room. There was another man, he was standing beside the coach. He was tall, not too tall, slightly balding, maybe in his early forties, also, he was wearing a suit. Hmm, little too formal for visiting a school...

"Um, I'm Esther." I let out, trying not to sound frustrated.

The coach stood up and spoke. "This is Agent Coulson, he has a few things he would like to speak with you about."

'Oh fuck. I know this dude, he's been mentioned at times whenever The Avengers are on the news. He's with the government or something. Shit, I know where this is going to lead, DAMNIT, I should have known.'

"Can we take this outside?" He motioned his hand toward the door.

'Crap, he's going to pop the question.' I thought to myself as I nodded and followed the direction his hand was motioning to. We walked outside, the cold breeze hitting my exposed legs. 'Damn, I really should have changed out of my gym clothes.'

"W-what would you like t-to talk about?" I managed to say out of cold, clearly showing I was freezing, but I actually was curious even though I had the slightest hint.

"Miss Rivera, I'm Agent Coulson of S.H.I.E.L.D.. We've been tracking your every movement since your little tantrum in '01." He simply stated, not showing very much emotion.

I froze. I remember that day like it was yesterday.

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