Avengers Preferences

Request(Winter Soldier/Bucky Barnes)

This request was sent to me by TwiceTheImagination

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I apologize for anything that is wrong dealing with the hijab, I am not completely familiar with the hijab. If I do something wrong, feel free to correct me. or if the Russian is wrong. I used Google translate 😂

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Senior year was something I was not looking forward too. I had spent 17 years of my life being shoved around in school hallways and tripped and slapped....all because of the hijab upon my head. I was now 18 and the bullying only seemed to be getting worse.

I slid my notebooks in my backpack, ready to leave the school for the day. Luckily, No one had caused too much trouble today. Yet....

¨Hey Muslim!¨

I groaned at the high pitched voice behind me, then decided to ignore her and continue leaving the classroom. 

¨Hey! I'm talking to you.¨ Lindsey's minions grabbed my shoulders, pulling me back in the classroom, which everyone else had left. The teacher had just went down the hall, so the four if us were left alone. 

Lindsey smiled at Kelsey and Maria, who smiled back and then closed the classroom door. 

¨L-lindsey do we h-have to do this today?¨ I didn't mean to stutter, so I looked at my shoes, ashamed. 

¨Listen here, Kalita-¨

¨Its Kalila....¨ She glared at me with fiery eyes.

¨Does it look like I really care. No. So shut your trap. Back to what I was saying... I know that you have a crush on Blake. And Blake. He is mine. Ok. Mine. SO LAY OFF.¨ She crosses her arms and smirks. 

¨I-I don't like Blake. I-i actually hate him¨

¨I-I don't care. I can totally see you eyeing him up. So...if you won't just agree.....we will have to do something about that huh?¨ She shares another evil look with her minions before slowly striding towards me, cracking her knuckles. 

----2 hours later----

I closed the door slowly. My dads car was parked out front which meant he got off work early. I wouldn't have much time to clean myself up. 

I creep past the living room, the tv on inside. I grimace as the floorboards creak loudly.

¨Kalila?¨ I sigh at my dads voice and enter the living room slowly.

¨Hi dad." 

He looks up from the tv. ¨Kalila?! What has happened to you? Your eye and lip and your hijab! This is the third ruined hijab this month. Who did this?¨ He pulls on my hands, sitting me on the couch. He gets up and goes out of the room for a few minutes, coming back with a first aid kit, washcloth and a new hijab.