It All Started That One Day~ A Peter Maximoff Fanfiction

Bad-Ass Woman

Kaitlyn's POV

I stare at the done up girl in the mirror the only thing confirming it's still me is the horrified frown making the stranger look younger and more innocent than what she appears to be.

I shimmied into the slinky red dress that clung to my curves never once letting my eyes break contact with my reflection. Once I clumsily slipped into the strappy heels I exited my room trying my best to keep the ignorant clicking down.

The long curls continued to fall in front of my face blocking my once youthful features. I messaged Peter telling him I had to grab a snack before we left, and continued to shuffle to the kitchen.

Once inside I immediately noticed the three girls who have been the most hateful towards me sitting at the table chatting happily. There cat-like eyes sharply glare at me as I rummage through the kitchen nervously knocking things over. All of my built up anger dissipates leaving me numb when I turn to face them there judging looks enough to make me cower.

Quickly I shuffle out a yogurt in hand feeling even more humiliated once they start whispering.

"O my God what is she wearing?" One giggles in disbelief like she couldn't believe me. "If I heard Scott correctly she's helping them on their mission."

"Well obviously she's there to be the slut since that's what she's good at." I press up against the wall by breathing pushing me back because sadly they're right that is what I'm going to do.

"Ooo what did Scott say?" The first one squealed, and I really couldn't help my eyes rolling I mean it was almost expected. "He was talking about how worried he was for her to Peter."

Now that made me smile slightly.

"Why would he be worried for her?" The annoying one shrieked slamming something on the table in the process. "Have you not noticed how chummy they've been? I even heard that they were on the roof making out a few night ago."

My head feels dizzy in the dimly lit hall despite their words being completely inaccurate, and I feel my smile sink in. "They are probably the most dim-witted girls I've ever met" someone chuckles on my right causing my haze of thoughts to evaporate.

I look up to meet Scott's perky smile as he moves through the shadows. He's joking and smiling, but his forehead crinkled causing his visor to rise slightly telling me that he's worried. "There's a bunch of ditzs."

"That they are" I try to chuckle but it's more of a huff making Scott smile at my attempt. "Come on we're almost ready to take off. Peter was freaking out that you weren't there yet, and he would've come and got you but he's loading the plane so he sent me. Hope you're not too disappointed."

I simply nod my voice still to hoarse to talk as my feet take over making me fall in a walking pattern with Scott at my side. If he wants to ask about the conversation I was eavesdropping on he doesn't show any signs curiosity. Instead he fills my mind with his stupid puns keeping me too distracted to actually cry.

When we enter the hanger I see everyone already situated on the plane there eyes on us the second we enter. They're all decked out in there X-suits making me feel more out of place.

"What do you not understand about thirty minutes" Raven scolds but her smile and lit up yellow eyes tell me she's joking. "You can't tell me to make myself look like I'm twenty-one and only give me thirty minutes" I add dramatically sitting next to Peter.