Captain America's Daughter

Chapter 1: Just your average day

Ah yes, Valentine's Day. I'm glad that it fell on a Sunday this year, so I could build a fort, play Sims 4 and wallow in my own misery. Dad is on a mission again, and Tony could care less about me ( Dad and I live with him), as long as I'm alive, it doesn't matter. I glanced up at my alarm clock and saw that it was almost midnight. I know that there will be pain tomorrow, especially since I can never sleep past 6:00 a.m., just like my dad. I pull on a pair of pajama pants, throwing my ripped up skinny jeans into the hamper, and fall asleep in my blanket fort ( yes, I'm positive that I'm 13 and not 5)

                                                    TIME SKIP OF THE AWESOME BLANKET FORT!!!!

I woke up from a dreamless sleep at 6 a.m., like always. After I  stole one of Thor's leftover Poptarts, took a shower, and got dressed ( a t-shirt with Micky Mouse, black skinny jeans, and red converse high-tops), I sat in my fort and laced up my shoes while watching Pokemon. At 7:30, when it was over, I    Got up and straitened my hair ( it still looked like crap), put on deodorant and brushed my teeth. At around 7:45 Natasha took me to school. I am so glad that 7 th grade in almost over. The day was average. Sat through a couple lectures, ate lunch with my friends, talked to Jenna in band when I thought the teacher wasn't looking. After some lovely testing, I waited for the final bell to ring. While I was waiting, that bane of my life, Chelsea, came up and started mouthing off to me , telling me I was a failure, threatening to murder my entire family, normal bully stuff. Right when I thought I was going to throttle her, Natasha pulled up and honked at me to hurry up. I gladly ran to her red convertable and and hopped shotgun. Nat was a little too quiet on the ride home. While we were sitting in traffic, I asked her what was up, she said it was nothing, and I would have believed her if I couldn't see the faint smile in her eyes. We rode the elevator to the main floor. When the steel double doors opened, I dropped my backpack. " hi sweetheart, I'm home" said my dad. I ran over to him and hugged him like I hadn't seen him in years, in reality it had only been a month or so, but I missed him a lot. I felt my eyes tear up a little in spite of my self. " I missed you" I said tearfully. " me too, Ashley."