You were Y/N Stark, little sister of the infamous Tony Stark.
You had never been as popular or well-liked as your brother.
As a matter of fact, you were picked on and hated.
You were the quiet outcast.
Now that you reflect upon it, your own brother stuffed you in a locker a couple of times.
You were the main doctor for the avengers, so you lived in the tower with you.
And your brother was trying his best to make up for your rocky history.
You heard someone call your name multiple times.
"Y/N!" Wanda yelled in your ear.
You popped back into the present.
The letter that had sent you into a whirlwind of thought and emotion still in your hands.
"What is it?" she asked, worriedly.
"Nothing," you lied, hiding the letter behind your back.
"Nothing is ever nothing with you," Tony said, walking in.
You felt a gust of wind, and the letter was gone.
Pietro had it now.
"You are invited to a high school reunion. Why does this upset you?" he questioned.
Tony stared at you, guilt written on his face.
"I hated high school. It was torture," you admitted.
"Why?" Wanda asked.
"People bullied me, and made me hate myself. I'm better now, but going back? That's out of the question. Unless I'm the only one alive. Then I'll go," you answered.
"You have to go, Y/N!" Tony said.
"I was invited, so I have the right to decline," you scoffed.
"You should go," Wanda agreed, "You can prove all those terrible people wrong and show them how amazing you are."
"Fine, I'll go," you relented.
"Do you want me to go with you? Kick some ass?" Pietro offered.
Since he had joined the avengers, he had treated you like another sister.
You were grateful, but you knew you couldn't ask that of him.
"No, thank you. I have to learn to stand up for myself sometime," you sighed.
You retreated to your bedroom, falling asleep after a day of keeping Tony away from Bruce.
You forgot about the event until you got a reminder on your phone.
It was tomorrow.
You picked out your dress and realized you couldn't bare it alone.
You jogged to Wanda's room and knocked on the door.
She opened it.
"Y/N, are you okay?" she asked.
"It's my highschool reunion," you explained, "I need a hot date so I can rub it in the faces of the people who hated me. Come with me?"
You were blushing at your words.
Wanda smiled at them.
"I'd love to," She agreed.
You kissed her cheek.
"Thank you so much," you said, walking back to your room.
Tony sent you and Wanda to your reunion in a limo.
You weren't a fan of the idea at first, until Wanda told you she had never been in a limo before.
You didn't want to deprive her of the opportunity.
You walked into the school and up to the name tag table.
"Nope, changed my mind. Can't do this," you mumbled, going to turn around and run.
Wanda stopped you and pushed you towards the table.
"Calm down. I'm here for you. You can do this," she comforted.
You listened to her words and approached the table.
"Name?" the girl at the desk asked.
Julianna.
One of your biggest bullies and your brother's longest high school fling, with a year long relationship under her belt.
"Y/N Stark," you said, your voice steady.
"Y/N? Wow, you look great," she commented, writing your name and handing you your tag, "How's your brother?"
"Well, he just got engaged to this amazing woman, Pepper," you told her.
You saw her eye twitch and satisfaction seeped through you.
Yeah, you had this in the bag.
You were the kid in the corner no one ever paid attention to.
You knew everybody's secrets.
If you played on that all night, you could make them feel the way you were always made to feel.
Now the question was if you had such meanness in your heart.
"This is my date, Wanda," you said, so she could receive a name tag as well.
Julianna silently handed Wanda her name tag.
You two walked in and looked around.
The people who mocked you crowded around you, as if you had once been friends.
Wanda grasped your hand tightly.
"I can only do this with you," you whispered in her ear.
She smirked and pressed a kiss to the corner of your lips.
"I'm always by your side."
