Mr. Stark's Daughter

Trying to be Normal

Warning: swearing

"My dad wants to pull me out of school." I said as I sat in the kitchen with Peter. I was still on crutches due to my leg but it had only been a week and my leg was doing so much better.
"What?! He can't do that! The whole reason they made you that arm the way it is, was so you could do things like go to school!"
"I know Pete but everyone already thinks I'm dead." Peter shook his head as he placed a box of pizza in front of us.
"No. If they think you're dead, then they will see you are alive when we go to Junior Prom."
"But I don't have a date." I teased.
"Well that's too bad. I guess we could go to together." He said wiggling his eyebrows.
"I would love too." I said as he planted a kiss on my lips.
"I love you."
"I love you too Peter."

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"Come on Dad! Just let me stay for the rest of the year. It's almost over. Then you can homeschool me." My dad held his head in his hands and let out a groan of annoyance.
"For the last time Chloe. It's not safe."
"What do you mean it's not safe?! The whole reason why you made me this arm the way you did was so I could do things like go to school."
"We made that arm so you could be normal again." He said assuringly.
"In case you haven't noticed Dad, I'm nowhere near normal and I never have been. I live with the god damn Avengers and my dad is Iron Man. I don't have an ounce of normal in me." I said. I began to hobble out of his lab before he spoke up again.

"Fine. You can go. But if anything happens, you're straight back here young lady. Got it?"
"Got it." I said as I let out a squeal. I went as fast as I could, down the hall and to my room. Peter was sitting on my bed.
"What did he say?" He asked.
"He said yes!" Peter jumped off the bed and pulled me into his chest.
"Thank goodness. I've missed you so much." I could hear his voice begin to crack.
"It's okay Pete. I'll always be here."
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*Time skip to the first day back*

I've never been so nervous in my life. I haven't texted anyone due to my dad thinking it wouldn't be a good idea. So right now, everyone thinks I'm dead. The only person who knows is the principal and I'm sure they've told the teachers.

Happy drove me to school that day. I was still on crutches so I was even more uncomfortable. Peter sat next to me. I knew he could tell I was nervous because he held my hand the entire way there.
"Do you want me to drop you off at school? Or do you mind going that extra block?" Happy asked. Peter looked concerned but I brushed it off.
"Just drop us off a block away." I replied assuringly.
"You sure?"
"I'm sure Peter."

When we finally arrived a block away from school, it felt like hundreds of butterflies were swarming in my stomach. Peter jumped out and took my crutches. He then preceded to pull me out of the car. He offered to carry my backpack but I insisted I do it myself.
As Happy drove off, Peter turned to me.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"I'm fine. Just nervous, that's all."
"Thankfully we have all of our classes together so I'll be able to help you." He said as he swung my backpack over his shoulder.
"I knew you were good for something." I teased.
We slowly made our way to school. But that's when I saw it. Them. I saw my friends. I saw Emma, Theo, Ross, Ned, Michelle. What would they think?
I felt Peter brush his hand against my back.
"You're doing great." He assured. He gave me a kiss on the cheek and helped me over to the group. The group was turned around. Except for Ross and Theo who were probably looking at something to do with the Avengers.

Suddenly, something happened. Ross actually looked up from his phone. I knew he could see Peter but then he looked around the other side of Emma and his eyes went wide. For the first time, he was crying.
"Are you okay Ross? I didn't think you would be that emotional over the Avengers." Emma scoffed.
"No. Look." He said pointing at me. Peter's hand was still on my back as I forced a smile. Emma turned around and she immediately broke down. She dropped her stuff and bolted over, pulling me into a tight hug.
"I-I Th-th-thought you were d-d-dead." She whimpered.
"Believe me. I thought I was too." I began to cry. Everyone said an emotional hello until the bell rang. Peter helped me get up the steps and to our first class.

The teachers allowed Peter to sit next to me in all of my classes. You would think it would bug me but it help. I love him so much and I couldn't ask for anyone better.

Peter and I walked down the halls. We had a free period. "Hey Pete. I have to use the restroom. Mind waiting?"
"Oh no. Of course. I'll wait outside." I opened up the door and went to the stall. When I finished, before I got out of the stall, a heard the door open.

(A/n: I'm totally making these characters up. They have nothing to do with the comics or movies or anything.)

"Did you hear Chloe came back to school?" One girl questioned. I knew it was Jessica. Jessica is part of a popular group of girls in our year. And no. It's not like Liz popular. Liz was a kind and sweet girl but clearly, it didn't rub off on these girls. It's Jessica, Megan, Ava, and their 'leader', Vanessa. To be honest, Vanessa is the absolute worst. Since no one actually knows who I am, I'm not the most well appreciated at school. I do might part by participating in the decathlon and I used to do track and cross country but for for some reason, I always find my way back to be being bullied by these bitches.

"Oh yeah. I heard that slut was dead." Megan continued.
"I wish she was dead. The school would be better without her here." Ava stated. I could see them applying their lipstick and fixing their hair and clothes.
"But did you hear she's dating that Peter Parker kid?"
"Yeah Megan. He could do so much better." Jessica claimed.
"Well then what is he doing waisting his time with that whore instead of one of us?" Ava argued.

"What do you think Vanessa?" Megan asked. Before she could respond, I unlocked the door, which made the group of girls jumped. I could feel their eyes burning holes into my head as I washed my hands. That's when Vanessa looked at me through the mirror and crossed her arms.
"I think that little miss Chloe needs to stop with this awful act for attention." Vanessa said. "I think that little miss Chloe should leave this school and never come back." She continued as I turned around.
"I think little miss Chloe should go back to being dead."

I shook my head while still staring into her eyes. "What the hell is your problem? I never did anything to you."
"You wanna know what you did to me?"
"Uh Yeah. I've been wondering that for years."
"You were born Chloe. You came into this school thinking you had everything. When really, you had nothing." She said pushing me down onto the floor. I gasped in pain.
"You are a worthless piece of shit and you don't deserve this life. You should have known that it was your time to go when that car hit you. You should have just stayed dead." I tried to get up but there was no use. That's when they started to throw punches, scratches, anything they could to hurt me. I could fell myself begin to bleed. I felt my body beginning to tingle. It was like a switch turned on in my brain. I thought about how much I hated those girls. How they hurt me. How they destroyed me.

"What's happening?!" Megan said alarmingly.
"What's the hell?!" I heard Ava yell. I opened my eyes to see that they were all floating. My hand was out. I was controlling them. That's when I began to speak. I felt my eyes glow read. I looked at them as I dangled then upside down.
"You stay the hell away from me." I said. But it wasn't coming from my mouth. I was using my mind. They covered their ears crying.
"If I let you go," I continued, "you will never speak of this. Got it?!" The girls nodding their heads a and whimpered. I dropped them and they ran out as quickly as possible. My eyes began to fade back to their normal blue color and I felt a tear fall from my eye. I continued to sob until I collapsed and everything went black.

~Peter's POV~
I sat stood there waiting for Chloe. I saw a group of girls walk into the bathroom. After about five minutes, they were frantically running out. Chloe was still in there but I wasn't allowed inside. I walked down the hall and saw Michelle sitting against the wall.

"Hey MJ! I need your help!"
"What do you want loser?"
"It's Chloe. I think something happened in the bathroom." She finally looked up with a confused look.
"I thought you already learned about periods Parker."
"No it's not that. I know something is wrong. So just please, you check on her?" She closed her book and walked over to the bathroom. As she opened the door, she screamed. "Oh shit! Chloe!" She ran inside then stuck her head back out.
"Peter. Go get someone!"
"Who?!"
"It's doesn't matter! Just get someone and bring them back!" She ordered. I ran down the hall as quickly as possible. I saw my history teacher.
"Mr. Philip!"
"Yes Mr. Parker?"
"I need your help. Chloe's in trouble." I said panting. He looked at me for a second before sprinting down the hallways, with me in front. When we got to the bathroom, he busted open the door. I figured if he could, I could go in too.
Then I saw the thing I feared most. Chloe was laying on the bathroom floor.