Losers & Weirdos Always Catch The Hero Drift

Seriously?

   I walked down the hall at the side of my colleague Agent Phil Coulson,

the man who brought me here.

I was now his responsibility, as I am my own, or so I keep trying to tell S.H.I.E.L.D itself.

"I seriously don't know why I need to come with you,
this seems to involve Mr. Stark,
and you already know I don't get mixed up in his experiment's" I said calmly.

"That's a good trait" Maria, the assistant director calls.

Phil just smirked
"I'm sure you'll find it fulfilling"
he tells me.

I roll my eyes "I doubt it",

Phil looked at me "M.J, please try and smile".

"You humor me Coulson,
anything involving Stark usually ends up in complete disaster,
remember Ultron?
And his other many backfires this city seems to have because of him?"

We stepped on an elevator, the doors closing.

"Yes, but this time I have a job for you involving Starks many-"

"no"

"experiment's, and this time-"

"no"

"it involves a kid".

I groaned "seriously?"

"He's about your age,
and I need you to keep an eye on him"

"why me?"

"Michelle".

I glared at him,

"MJ..... Your the only one who needs to learn the basics of highschool subjects, and plus this will give you an idea to practice on being emotional".

"You lost me" I say starring off into space.

Phil sighed as we walked out the elevator.

He gave me a file.

I opened it to see a slightly lanky but buff boy.

At the top of the file was a name

Peter Parker,

"this is Peter Parker, Stark's intern" Phil stated,

"I thought you said
he recruited him" I said,
as I saw that he lived with his aunt in Queens.

Phil shrugged
"who know's with
Mr. Stark, your mission starts in
two days" ,

"do I have a choice?" I asked.

Phil laughed "nope, you'll use your real name for this job".

I stopped "kind of takes the fun out of being undercover as a highschool student",

Phil just kept walking
"you'll find that this job isn't all fun and guns".

I furrowed my brows
"don't think that's the expression".

      In Queens

  "I'll being joining the decathlon team, it says here he joined last year, he also hangs around Ned Leeds who is the same level of loser as Peter.
I'm gonna play this one out with distance",

"sounds good, but have you came up with a story for family and where your originally from?"
Phil asked me.

I stopped "yes" I lied.

"Really?"

I took away the phone from my ear and sighed,

I then put it back to my ear "yes"

"I'd like to hear it",

"seriously? Fine.
My name is Michelle Jones,
my family originally lived in New York City,
we moved because both my parents are construction workers and the work was better in Queens.
Then I'll make a joke about Loki being up in my apartment, shooting up the place.
Sound good?"

"Yeah, for something that was just made up right now",

"bye",

"Don't add that joke, it was horrible".

I hung up the phone.

I look around the apartment, plopping onto the couch.

"Now I have to work on the apartment, yay!"

"Undercover, so exciting. It'll be fun they said. It'll teach you socializing, he said. Oh, yeah, this is so fun" I said sarcastically.

I looked at Peter's file again
"Peter Parker picked a pair of pickled peppers...
Nah doesn't sound right".

I look more into his file, he was in the fight in germany,
as was a few of my friends, it sucked that the Avengers broke up.
Like the Beatles.

Revised Date:
5/27/19