Cheshire Avengers {Re-Write}

Chapter 15

Before I continue I want to tell y'all about my life a little bit. 

I moved houses. I used to live in a great place. My  best friend was my neighbor, I was outgoing and talkative. Everyone liked me and I liked everyone.  I loved my school too.  Once we moved and I switched schools I was upset.  That's about when I started this account.  I never liked writing this book but now I feel at peace.  Chess's school reminds me of my old one. And I enjoy writing this book. It makes me feel great, and it makes me feel more alive then I ever had.

Honestly right now I feel like I'm living my best life and it's all thanks to this book.

Onto the story:

I exit school, and head across the field to the subway area.  Noticing people's eyes on me.  After the whole Stark thing I feel like people are always watching me. I probably won't make any real friends now, or anytime soon. But I do have three and maybe four, Peter, Ned, Chance, and maybe Michelle. Peter and Ned know her, so maybe I will.

I'm set on getting back to Stark towers though. Not friends. Besides I have homework to get done. I walk down the stairs into the subway entry area and use my metro card, then I hop onto the subway and begin my ride home.

*20 minutes later*
So I know she's been switching between Stark and Avengers tower but she lives at Stark tower.

Entering the tower I see Happy, and wave to him. He doesn't wave back. He's never happy and I wonder why they call him that. Grumpy would suit him better. I grin at the thought of calling him grumpy and head towards the elevator. I might as well say hi to Tony.

Pressing the button for the 6th floor I replay what happened today and end up feeling satisfied with all that happened. The ding comes and the elevator doors open, freeing me from crappy music, and welcoming me into Tony's lab.

"Hey Tony." I say, waltzing in.

"Hey Chess how was your first day?"

"Pretty good, but did you have to-"

"Yeah I know. Sorry. It was a stupid mistake to put Chyann Stark."

"It was, but you're forgiven."

"Heh, you won't be saying that with all the paparazzi tomorrow."

"If I get out of the paparazzi sea alive tomorrow I'll be sure to kill you."

"Awww how sweet."

"Uh huh, now I have homework to get done.  See ya."

And without another word I'm heading to my room, to do homework. Or as they call it, suffering.

5:00 PM

I log onto my computer.  I head to Mytube but something stops me, a news article.  I click on it out of curiosity.

New Stark?!? A secret child?!
By: Mickel Peony
Many secrets are kept in New York, and some are predicted.  This was thought about, but never expected to remain a secret.  Earlier today at Midtown High a student by the name of Chyann Stark recently begin her education.  And was later seen taking a subway headed in the direction of Stark towers. This can't be a coincidence or ignored.  Could Tony Stark really have a daughter and kept it a secret for so long? Or did he recently adopt and tried to keep her identity a secret? Will we ever know?

Copyrighted by New York Times

WOW. I'm shocked.  But I don't have time for this.  I have to focus on school not this llama drama! 

And before I can think another thought, the question when's dinner pops into my head and I have a sudden urge to know.  I haven't eaten since lunch.

I head down to Tony's lab in hopes he has something I can eat. Well, something I can eat that will taste good.

"Tonyyyyyyyy." I whine out as I enter the lab.

"Do you have to make such a dramatic entrance every time?" He complains back.

"Yeah I do. Now what food do we have?"

"I'm not sure kid.  Order something."

"With all that paparazzi out there? No way Stark."

He sighs and turns to face me, considering the problem I'm in right now.

"There should be something downstairs go look.  Or I can cook."  He instructs turning back around.

"I can cook too, I used to for a little restaurant but I don't want to." And with that I head down to the kitchen in search of food.

When I get there, I notice that grilled cheese is the only thing I can make with what I have.  I also notice Tony came down and is sipping coffee.

"Ok, you're helping me." And I turn on the stove and give him directions on how to cook.

I turn around and leave to wash my hands and when I come back, 3 things are on fire including Tony, 6 things are broken on the floor and one isthe smoke alarm. 

"W-what happened and how?!?"

"Well you see, I was cooking then something caught on fire and the fire alarm started beeping but it bothered me so I threw things at it until it came down."

"How did you make it past age 7? And look! Now we have nothing to eat!" Scolding I pick up something's and the smoke alarm pieces, then I begin to scrape the burned bread off the pan.

"You or someone can go shopping tomorrow I don't care.  Also get to bed soon."

I sigh and agree. I am very tired and my tail wants to be free, along with my ears. I take off the illusion I'm hiding under and it feels great. I then head off to my room so I can get some sleep. It's almost 10 o'clock anyway so I probably should anyway.

I climb into my pajamas and into the soft fluffieness I call bed and let lovely sleep consume me.

Word count: 1000
Love y'all

Ps. I think I'm going to update every Saturday