Chapter 1

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Queens Condomenium
Queens, New York
6:30 am EST

"Ms. Willows, it is time for you to wake up."

Groaning, Juliette said, "Five more minutes. . ."

"Ms. Willows, I believe I must insist. Today's your first day of school."

Crap

Upon hearing FRIDAY's response, her eyes widen and she immediately shot up out of bed towards her bathroom. "FRIDAY! Why didn't you just say so?!"

"I apologize, Ms. Willows."

"It's fine."

When she got into the bathroom she took her usually half an hour shower, but today, it only lasted about 10-15 minutes. She then went into her closet and picked out a purple shirt with a rose printed on it, dark gray skinny jeans, black leather ankle boots and her dark gray zip-up hoodie, leaving it half-way zipped up.

After she got dressed, she went and took a look at herself at her full-body length mirror. She took a hold of her brush then started brushing her mid-length black hair and leaving it in its natural waves. In case you're wondering, Juliette doesn't wear makeup. She only uses that stuff for 'special events' like Tony's galas. Having satisfied with her look, she went to have breakfast.

Reaching her kitchen, she just went for cereal. When I say 'her kitchen' I really mean her kitchen. She lives alone in a condomenium in Queens. I know that she's Tony Stark's fiancée's adoptive daughter and all, but she said she wanted to be 'normal'. So nobody knows who her mom is, and nobody knows she lives alone.

She was homeschooled for the past eight years, now being sixteen years old, she was deemed 'old and trustworthy enough' for her to go to school and to not blow her cover. Being raised by the girlfriend -- now fiancée -- of a very rich billionare definitely has its perks, but it's also definitely risky. It's also one of the reasons on why she was kept secret.

After eating her breakfast she head out to school.

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Midtown School of Science and Technology
Midtown, New York
7:35 am EST

When Juliette finally reached the school, that's when the nerves finally started to kick in.

'Okay, Julie, you got this. If you can beat up a whole gang all by yourself, you can definitely survive your first day of school. You got this. Just breathe.' She mentally told herself to not freak out while walking the remaining distance between her and the school.

If you're wondering about the part where she told herself that she can get through her first day if she can beat up a whole gang by herself. . . she's the masked vigilante that call herself 'Wonderstruck'. She beat up a whole gang last night.

While walking, of course she just wasn't paying attention. At least not until--

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry! Please let me help you up."

Only did she realize that she was on the ground facing a boy with blonde hair and blue eyes. Probably her age, she thought.

"No, it's okay. I wasn't paying much attention to where I was going." She said, picking herself up from the sidewalk.

"No, no, it's my fault. I wasn't paying much attention either. It's just -- you know -- nervous. First day of school and all." The boy said.

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