Desirous || Steve Rogers ON HOLD

Chapter One

Songs for this chapter:
Cry Baby - Melanie Martinez
Demons - Imagine Dragons
Here - Alessia Cara
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It's you, Alexia. Also known as Natasha Romanoff's loser little sister. Okay, to be completely honest, that was your main title. She got the guys, the friends, the grades, and the looks. It truly wasn't fair. You were the misfit and everyone knew it. You're a sophomore and Nat's a Junior. It kind of sucks going to the same school because everyone knows her, and everyone knows you, but not in a good way. Once again, truly unfair.

{ A L E X I A }
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"God, that sound. The horrible sound that lets you know that another terrible day is arriving and I have to endure it graciously. Ugh. Why must I be chosen to actually have responsibilities?" You groggily say to yourself putting one foot over the edge of the bed.
I drag my feet across my rather large room to my closet. I look around for something comfy. I mean, something sleep worthy. I grabbed my old sweatpants with track and field in big letters on the side, even though I stole these from Nat, maybe she won't mind. I picked out a tee-shirt that somewhat matched the pants, grabbed a shirt and shuffled downstairs, waiting for me was a big stack of pancakes, eggs, & freshly cut fruit. Aka, literal heaven. I got a plate and devoured the food, then ran outside and met Pietro and Wanda at my car.

"Just in time. Get in losers, we're going to school." I said giving them both a relatively familiar smile that said 'I'm gonna try my best to be happy but it's Monday so screw it'

"Jesus, Alexia, you really know how to make us feel welcomed." Wanda said motioning for me to unlock my car.

"Yeah, I know. Such a great friend blah blah. It's rough, you know, being a misfit. Even when you're around a bunch of misfits like you two." I scoffed at them.

"So what you're saying is, it's hard to be a misfit is a group of equally equal misfits who love you because we hate you." Pietro added, taking a bite of his apple and taking out his iPhone.

"Get off your phone, brother, it is quite rude of you." Wanda scolded him, slapping the phone from his hand.

"Sister, I am not even included in your conversation with Alexia, why should I care about socializing with you two idiots anyways?" Pietro said, grabbing the phone from the floor of my car.
"Hey!" Wanda and I reply at the same time, kind of shocked at what he said. We both slapped his arm, me from my drivers seat, and her from the back seat. I turned on the radio, hoping to stop the quarreling happening between the two siblings.

I got out of the car as soon as we arrived at the school, considering I am about to be late if I don't get in within a 4 minute span. I was running to class when I bump into a tall figure. I literally dropped all of my books that weren't in my already packed book bag.
"Could you watch where you're going? I'm trying to-" I stopped mid-sentence to look up and see a very built guy standing in front of me.

"I'm sorry, I was trying to get to Mr. Dalton's class and it's my first day, and I'm late and I'm sorry for bumping into you. Here, let me help." He says as he bends down to help me get my books. Wow, he's gorgeous. I kind of just stand there for a minute with a loss of words. I soon realized that he was helping me with my stuff but I wasn't even helping myself. I bent down to get the books, when his words kicked in my brain.

"Mr, Dalton's class? I'm headed there now. Wanna go with?" I say reaching for my final book. He hands me all of my books and he nods. We both walked to Dalton's English class. It was of course a painfully boring class, much like any other day, but I couldn't help staring at the mysterious blonde-haired, blue-eyed, beautiful specimen that now sits on the desk right in the front row. I'm stuck in the back, scratch that, I'm happily siting in the back where I can doodle freely. He's hot. Like really hot.

Soon, the class was over and I couldn't help but talk to the stranger from before.

"I'm Alexia, by the way." You say turning his shoulder around gently and giving him a genuine smile.

"Oh, you're Natasha's little sister?" He said making my smile fade. There's that horrible name that will forever curse me, her sister, ugh. "I'm Steve. It's nice to meet you, Alexia, hopefully I'll see you around. I'm headed to Ms. Bennet for Math next, what about you?"

"Oh, I have Professor Henstridge for Physical science. Wish me luck. Although I am right across the hall from you. I'll have to give you my schedule, see what we have together." I reply knowing he'll have some way of turning me down, I am just a no good human after all. Why would he want to even talk to me, let alone hang out with me?

"Sure, here's my schedule." I looked at the schedule and noticed some of the classes didn't match up, but some did.

"We both have gym together. And biology with Mr. Mitchell." I say handing him his schedule back. But I do have to wonder, what grade is he in? "May I ask, what grade are you in?" I ask as we both start walking.

"I'm in the same grade as your sister, 11th. What about you?" He replies, my heart becoming heavy. There it was again, my sister, enough with Natasha already. It's about time that name stayed away from me.

"I'm only a sophomore, but I'm taking honors classes. Don't tell anyone but I'm trying to equal up to Nat's reputation." I half whisper stopping right before my locker.

"Ain't gonna happen loser. Who's this hunk?" A voice buds inti your conversation. Natasha. That bitch has to get in the way of everything, I swear.

"Nat, this is Steve, he's new." I reply calmly replacing my English book with my science.

"Hi, I'm certain you must have heard of me by now, I'm Natasha Romanoff. It looks like we both have the same class. I'll show you the way." She says making me want to throw up a bit. I calmly walked to my next class and awaited my favorite part of the day, lunch. After 3rd and 4th period came lunch and it was great, I personally love it.

I sat down next to Wanda and Pietro, basically my only friends. "Have you guys met Steve? He's so great." I say bluntly, making Wanda laugh.

"Alexia, you couldn't even get close enough to be friends. Stop daydreaming. I've seen him, he's way out of our league. I'd say Rhodey is more your style." She says pointing to the table of nerds but my glance is taken away when I see Steve sitting at the table surrounded by Nat and her group of friends. The cheerleaders, jocks, and basically any cool kid.

"Wanda, you're right,I could never have anyone decent, I so t deserve a time decent." I say as my eyes narrowed to my food. "You always know how to cheer me up." You say sarcastically, making Pietro chuckle a little.

The rest of the day went by slowly and I finally got to go home. I was almost always home alone except for when Natasha had her friends over, considering our parents were always working late. Of course when Nat had her boyfriend over was an exception. Clint, an overall great guy. Star-athlete, straight A, loving person. She didn't deserve him. I got in the shower and went back to my room. I grabbed my go-to book and started reading... That is until I heard something that's not really out of the ordinary.. Moans, coming from Natasha's room. I swear if that girl doesn't stop being such a, ugh, be nice, Alexia be nice.  The walls are so thin. I could hear everything. I mean, everything.

It soon stopped and I felt comfortable enough walking past Nat's room to get to the kitchen. And that's when I bumped into a vaguely familiar body.

"Steve?"