Abrupt and sometimes unwanted

Chapter 4, school sucks

Yikes Banner looks like a real snack in this story, sorry not sorry :)
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Natasha laid on the steps leading up to the school, sprawled out dramatically soaking up some of the morning sun. It was early summer in New York, which meant that by noon the temperature would be not-so-pleasantly warm. Anyway. She was waiting for Clint to make and appearance... They were already late for their first class. Detention was guaranteed.

Natasha pulled a face. They had a "ride or die" type of friendship but that did not mean she wouldn't hold him accountable for this (this meaning the detention). Tasha took out a pack of cigarettes and tossed it up in the air. Caught it. Then did the same thing, over and over.

"Good this is taking forever, were the fuck is he", she grumbled. She put the cigarettes down beside her and sat up. She'd gotten a text on her phone earlier, but couldn't muster up the energy to read or respond to it. She guessed it was from Steve, wondering where they were. She, Clint and Steve shared their first class which was why she made the assumption.

She glanced down at the pack laying beside her. She was supposed to stop smoking, Tony had inspired her to do so. Only problem? She didn't have the will nor power to. It was a nasty habit, even affected her athletic abilities she'd noticed. Not enough so to get her to quit sadly.

She looked up when she heard the sound of heavy footsteps running down the sidewalk. There Clint was, sprinting full speed from the direction of the subway, she knew he'd missed the train he was supposed to take, she wasn't that mad though.

"Sup champ", she hollered. Catching Clint's attention, making herself known. He smiled big and shot her a thumbs up. When he reached her spot on the stairs he immediately snatched her cigarettes, still placed beside her she didn't even get a hello.

"Hey", she exclaimed. "Give em back, or i'll knock your teeth out".

"Scary threat pumpkin, I'm just doing you a solid", he winked. "Now let's get to class". Clint motioned for Natasha to go inside, even went as far as to open the front door to the school for her.

"They were expensive", Natasha complained.

"Yeye tuff luck girlfriend", he retaliated. The sarcasm clear in his voice. She trailed behind him like a lost puppy, though it usually was the other way round. You know. Clint doing dumb stuff and Natasha leading the way.

They reached the classroom and knocked on the door carefully, as to not disturb the lesson too much. Mr Chausley, their history teacher opened the door. He was not happy, no-no, not at all. He made a snide remark, something about the two of them always being late, and then let them in.

"I want to speak to the two of you after class, you're both in big trouble", he said in a stern tone, loud enough for the entire class to hear...

"Oh's" and "ah's" could be heard around the classroom, someone even wolf-whistled. Everybody except for Steve who actually knew them were probably thinking that they'd gone for a quickie in the bathroom before class or something along those lines. No one seemed to be able to catch on to the fact that Nat and Clint were BESTFRIENDS, not lovers nor sexpartnes or whatever their peers favoured calling it..

Natasha patted Clint on the back.

"See in detention brother", she told him.

"Sorry Tasha I know this one's on me", he gave her an apologetic smile then brushed past her. Heading for the back of the classroom were Steve was seated.

Steve shot her a warning look, "seriously" he mouthed. She smirked back at him then shrugged her shoulders before heading towards the only other free seat left in the classroom.