The Past Is In The Past (Trifecta: Book 1)

Chapter 2

My name is Skyler DeLaney Mills. I have green eyes (which I'm proud of) with black hair and orange highlights (which I'm also proud of). I think I'm a pretty good height for a girl, but, ya know. I know this is about my background and stuff, yada yada, but let's take it a bit at a time, 'kay? 

First thing's first. It was an awesome college day, like usual. Well, of course it was awesome! I'm awesome, so naturally, awesomeness is attracted to me. Anyways, off topic. My schedule for the day: Classes, at lunch decline various boys' invitations to be their girlfriend, more classes, etc. You know, the usual. I was headed to a special class I was taking about engineering and technology. Ever since I started first grade, I've whizzed by in both math and science. I'm just that good. No but seriously, I've also taken an interest in motorcycles. I currently have a Harley that I love to death.  That's because my dad owned it before he and my mom died. But that's a story for later. Right now, let's focus on me. Insert Ariana Grande. 

As I was saying, I was walking to class. I had reached out my hand to twist the door handle, and my fingers had already grazed the metal when a voice stopped me. "Hey, Skyler!" I turned around and found myself face to face with the one and only Tony Stark. "Aye, Stark." I gave him one of those head nods we use nowadays to greet people. Honestly, we went from waving to weird head movements. What's next, Trump as president?

A/N  (Arthur) Really you had to add that

"Okay, so, hey, um... I was wondering if you could help me with something? I, uh, noticed you're kind of good at science and math. You see, I'm trying to create a new element. Then we'll see where that takes us." Did he just say, 'us?'  I pretended to think, and tapped my chin. "Hmm... I want half of everything you make. A lady's gotta make some dough somehow," I smirked. He stretched his lips, debating my offer. "How about twelve percent?" I raised an eyebrow and scoffed. "Well then you get twelve percent of my help."

~A/N (Merlin) Yes I did~

"A third?"

"Half."

"But then I'll only get half of your help."

"Then give me everything."

"Hell no! Fine. Half, deal?"

"Now we're talking," I grinned. "Deal."

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"And now Mr. Stark and Ms. Mills have prepared a statement. They will not be taking any questions, thank you." Rhodey stepped to the side as Tony and I hopped onto the stage. Tony stood in front of the podium and looked out into the press. "Uh, been a while since I've been in front of you, I figure I'll stick to the cards this time," he said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small stack of note cards. Everyone laughed politely at his joke. 

Tony cleared his throat. "There's been speculation that we were involved in the events that occurred on the freeway and the rooftop-" "I'm sorry, Mr. Stark," cut in the blonde bitch, giving him a bitch please look. "But do you honestly expect us to believe that that was a bodyguard in a suit that conveniently appeared despite the fact that you-" "I know that it's confusing," I stepped up to the podium and gave her a mocking smile. "It is one thing to question the official story, and another thing entirely to make wild accusations and insinuate that we are superheros." 

"I never said you were superheros." She returned the smirk. "You didn't?" I stared her down, my question obviously rhetoric. "Well, good, because that would be outlandish and quite awesome." She tilted her head and raised her eyebrows. Wait, so it's not good. Ugh, whatever, screw logic. "I-I-We're just not the superhero type, clearly," I said, gesturing in between ourselves. "With this laundry list of character defects, all the mistakes we've made..."

Rhodey leaned in and whispered to Tony, "Tell her to stick to the cards, man." "Yeah, okay, yeah." Tony poked my back and I stopped mid-sentence to frown at him and back up. "The truth is," he started, holding up the note cards and looking at them for a long moment. He dropped the cards onto the podium after the eternity long second and looked out to the small crowd. 

Hoe, no.

"We are the Iron Duo."

~Ayee guys! Guess who's back! I hope you enjoyed this chapter which you probably  didn't, we're just not good with jokes...just immature ones... -_-  Anyways, next up is The Kat! I envy her name cause I love cats... meow  =^.^= Oh, and  about the A/N's in this chapter, Joy and I might just be having random conversations here and there, so don't get confused if you see them. Sorry about that. Anyways, drop a vote or a comment pls, like a bomb. BOOM. Ehehe... Have an awesome day, peeps! :3 <3 Baii 

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