Amanda Smith (The Avengers ff) #English

51.

As we walk down the street, the most important question comes to my mind.
What if I have to fight him?
"Is something?", he asks, I'm looking at him questioningly.
"No, why?", I ask back.
"You just looked so sad", he says and keeps looking at me.
"I was just thinking", I say, smiling.
"But doesn't matter", I say, holding his hand.
He starts to smile and walks along the sidewalk next to me.

Late at night

I run through the woods a few miles from New York.
I keep trying to increase my speed.
Why do I not use my powers to have fun one time?

I'm running in the direction I was jogging that time, to Canada. I'll stay there for half an hour and then head to the next city, Toronto. In the short time I have until I have to go to school, I visit as many cities as possible. Unfortunately, there are only five that I manage to visit in that time.

The next morning at school
Chemistry

Pretty tired, I enter the room. Peter smiles at me from his seat,
"Did you sleep at all?
You look like a zombie", he says, laughing.
"Nope, was on the way", I say and sit down next to him.
"Where have you been?".
"Canada".
"Canada?!", he looks at me questioningly.
"If you say it even louder, the whole school will know", I say, looking around.
"You were in Canada?", now he looks at me quite sadly.
"Oh, come on, Peter. I've brought you something"  I say, he looks at me beaming.
"What?", he asks eagerly.
A few seconds later, I hold a T-shirt with a Canadian moose in my hands.
"Really cool, thank you!!", he says with a grin.
It was worth it.

At night again

Again I fight against a robber. After that I fall onto a nearby bank. Shortly I close my eyes and notice how someone sits next to me.
Unfortunately it's not Peter, it's Blake.
"Well, how's it going?", he asks.
"Very good", I say, keeping my gaze on him.
"Yeah, I've heard of you and Peter".
How do they keep getting out everything?
They probably have eyes and ears everywhere.

"By the way, how's your shoulder?", he asks.
"Good, too", I don't feel like talking a lot.
"You don't mean to kidnap me again, do you?", I ask.
"No, I'll never do that again", he says, laughing softly.
"Well, you probably wouldn't survive that either."
"Wow, just as cheeky as before", he says, which makes me laugh too.
"That will never change", I say.
"Just one more question.
Would it be bad if I stayed here for a while?", he asks, I'm just looking at him questioningly.
"I asked Tony to send me back to New York for a while, and he had the idea to introduce me to your school as a new teacher", he explains.
"Seriously???
Don't you look a bit too young to be a teacher at my school?
You look more like a student", I say with a laugh.
"Hey, I can be very convincing", he says, sounding hurt.
"Of course you can do that".
Who believes it?

"What will you teach there?", I ask.
"Physical Education.
You know, maths was never my case", he laughs again.
That's right, that was always my case.
"Well, then good luck with the students, the school can be more dangerous than any battlefield", I say softly.
"I'm not that old yet, that I don't know what it's like to be a teenager", he laughs and gets up,
"See you there", he says.
"Yeah, see you", shortly afterwards I fall into my bed at home.