I Knew the First Time We Met That You'd be Hard to Forget

Chapter 1

A/N

I also put this story up on Ao3, under the name beccazander97. I may update that version more than this one, so if you want to make sure there isn't another part up, check my Ao3 account. I hope you like the story. It's my first try at a fan fiction that isn't One Direction, sadly. I'm actually thinking of taking that story down. I don't think I'm going to be motivated enough to finish it. Anyways, enjoy.

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              Steve hated going to school. Sure, he loved to learn. There was nothing wrong with that. The issue was the people. They aren't very accepting, so being a 5'5" gay guy with asthma and twig like limbs was not ideal. The one good thing about going to school was that he got to see his best friends everyday.

              Bucky is the over protective brother he never had. If anyone so much as looked at Steve weird, he got defensive. While Steve loved Bucky, it could get really old. Steve doesn't like people fighting his battles.

             Clint is the goofball that you love, but want to punch sometimes. He is on the school archery team, and he never misses. He loves crawling through air vents for some reason, as well. Steve will just be walking down the school hallway, and then BAM! Clint drops down from the ceiling and starts talking to Steve like it was normal. Admittedly, it freaked Steve out the first few times, but he has grown used to it.

             Natasha is one of the best people in the world. She's scary, but once you get to know her, she's actually a big softy. She's Clint's best friend. They had tried dating in the beginning, but found that they were better suited as friends.

            "Time to get ready for school, Steve!" Sarah, Steve's mom yells from downstairs.

             Steve slowly gets out of the warmth of his bed and walks over to his closet. He grabs a white t-shirt and some ripped jeans and heads to the bathroom to start his morning routine.

             By the time he is done, he has 15 minutes before he has to leave for school. He walks slowly into the kitchen and sees his mom making breakfast. He walks over and kisses her cheek.

             "Morning, ma," Steve said.

             "Hey, baby," she replied. "I'm making your favorite. Waffles with extra whipped cream."

             Steve's' face lights up. He absolutely loves waffles. Especially with extra whipped cream.

             "What's the special occasion?" he asked. His mom only makes his favorite food on holidays and when she has news.

             "Well, I just know how much you don't like going to school," she said. "I just wanted to start your day off the right way."

             "Thanks, ma," he replies.

             They eat their breakfast in silence. Honestly, Steve doesn't know why people would eat anything but breakfast food.

             By the time Steve finished, it was time to head to school. He grabbed his leather jacket off of the chair and kissed his mom's cheek.

             "Have a good day at work, ma," he said, smiling.

             "Don't get into too much trouble at school," Sarah replied, also smiling.

             Steve walks outside and heads to the bus stop. And hell begins.

             The second Steve sets foot on the bus, he gets tripped while walking to the back. He gets up in time to see Bucky start standing. He hastily shakes his head, and Bucky hesitates before sitting back down. Steve walks over and sits next to Bucky without another incident.