Cheshire Avengers {Re-Write}

Chapter 16

Sadly I have to go back to school today. And I'm slightly nervous about it. After the news article and all. But somehow I reassure myself things will be fine and so will I. As I found out from the night before, Tony does not cook. So I have to find my own breakfast.  So on my way out I stop at a little deli in the front of the tower that closed by the time we wanted to eat.

I looked outside the large glass windows and didn't see paparazzi, it is still early.  So I leave.  I really don't want my day to start with cameras.  Because it will end with them all broken. So I munch on my breakfast and grin a bit on my way to the subway and even when I'm mushed by people I smile, because today's a good day and it's a good life. When I get to school things are not as I hoped.

Cameras are everywhere asking people if they know who I am, and with my hair, it shouldn't be hard to tell. And I don't have a hood on. Yayyyyyyyy. When I get off I pull a few text books out of my bag and push my hair into a bun. That should do. And hopefully you can only see the black and not purple since it's ombré. I also mush my backpack down so it's flatter and less noticeable then I stand up and bring my books close to my face.

Stepping into the field I look down. It's not that long of a walk, but there are a looooooot of cameras. At least 15. And the school is trying to shoo them all away thank goodness.

As I push past the people I notice things are going well. And I get into the school without bumping into anyone which isn't hard because I'm a cat, very nimble. 

Getting to my locker I glitch I open and shove things in, and I take out my bun.

"Hey Chyann!" I hear a voice behind me and turn.

"Huh?"

I see it's Ned and he's looking a bit worried.

"Those people are looking for you." He whisper yells.  He's talking about the people outside.

"Yeah I know, they can piss off I'm not in the mood for them."  And I flash a grin. 

He looks a bit shocked I said that, and I'm not sure why so I keep getting ready.

L u n c h brought to you by Tony, but not made by him

I sit with Peter, Ned, and Michelle today. Even thought Michelle doesn't talk to me or any of us she's still good company and I enjoy her.

"Man did you see all those cameras and people today?!?"  Peter says.  He's clearly excited even if he tries not to show it.

"Yeah... probably my fault.  Probably because of this." I frown and pull out the article.

Peters POV

She shows me a an article and I read it.  It's clearly about her. 

"Oh wow."

What else do I say?!  Looking at her she clearly looks upset about it.

"Who told him?" Ned asks, not out of anger, but concern.

"I- don't know." Chyann says and I hear her voice crack.  Is she going to cry?

"Wow." Ned says, repeat me.

Chyann looks down and eats something from her lunch.

"I really hate it."  She tells us after a minute of silence passes.  " I don't want all the attention, just a high school experience."

I look down.  Never, have I, been center of attention.  I can't relate to her at all, not in the slightest.  How am I supposed to help someone when I don't even know what to say?

"I-I don't really know what to say." I tell her and she nods.  She wouldn't either.

No one says anything for a while, and the cafeteria seems a bit quiet.  I look around, and people are still talking.  So no, nothing happened.  It's just a lunch lady trying to silence those boomers.  I smile at the thought.

"I don't feel so good, I'll be right back." And Chyann gets up and leaves. She even left her lunch.

I think she may just have the stomach bug, since it's been going around so I keep eating.

But even after the bell rings, her things still sit on the bench. I walk over to MJ.

"Hey Michelle...." I say, not sure what to say.

"You want me to check on Chyann to make sure she's ok?" She asks catching me off guard.

"I- yeah please." She nods. It's strange because normally she'd never help me.

I leave the lunch room and head to my next hour.

Cheshire 'Chyann' POV

I double over and throw up. Not using my powers has a serious effect on me. I lean against the bathroom stall and teleport through to the other side. It's been 2 days I really need to do something about this. This could kill me if it got bad enough.  And I hope it doesn't.  I don't want to die, not yet.

I hear someone walk into the bathroom and I quietly and quickly teleport back into the stall, making myself sick again. Whoever they are, I can't let them see it's me.

"Chyann?" Someone asks. A girl I've never heard before.

But who? And how could they know it's me in here? I begin to think, but my head hurts too much and I can't try. I let out a shaky breath.

" Chyann I know you're in here now answer me." The voice says again. "I have your things."

She seems bored. But doesn't doubt I'm in here. It's too late to go back anyway.

"Who is it?" I ask, sitting on the nasty ground.

"Michelle. Peter told me to come." I can sense some emotion in her voice, maybe sadness?

"O-ok give me a second." I flush the toilet and walk out of the stall to a sink where I wash my hands and face.

"What happened?" She asks.

"I threw up."

"How blunt."

"I don't like to beat around the bush."

I'm enjoying this so much y'all. I have so many ideas in mind.

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