Would you like to have lunch with me?" Steve asked. I looked to Thor for permission. He nodded. I smiled, "That would be great, thank you."
In the cafeteria, we got our food and sat at a table in the corner. "So if you don't mind me asking ma'am, how old are you?" he asked. "Thirteen." I replied not even looking up. "Did you just say thirteen?" he asked surprised. "Yup." I said like it was the most simple thing in the world. Thor ran up to us, out of breath; he probably ran. "Yes, Thor?" I asked. "We need your help." he huffed back. "If you'll excuse me Mr. Rogers." I said smiling sheepishly.
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Little Miss Mischief
Fiksi Penggemar-ON HIATUS- It's about the Avengers, there are OCs so if you don't like that just don't read it? I started this when I was in 7th grade, so don't judge the beginning too harshly. If you're curious just read it dude.
