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Party, Pietro Maximoff

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Avengers-Pietro Maximoff

16 Years Old

" Bye, Papa. " I kiss my father's cheek before pulling on my jacket. Rita honks the horn again as if urging me to hurry. 

" What time will you be back tonight? " My dad asks. His Sokovian accent is thick. 

" Um, sometime around ten or eleven. " I shrug, totally lying. 

" Okay. No later than eleven-thirty. You've got school tomorrow. " Dad glances down at his watch. 

" I'll be home before eleven-thirty. Okay, I've got to go. Love you pa! " I hurry out the door and close it behind me. 

" Took you long enough. What'd ya do? Clean the cotton and make your clothes? " Rita asks. 

I roll my eyes. " My dad was wondering where I was going. " 

" Did you tell him you're going to the party? " Rita asks while pulling out of my driveway. 

" Nope. I told him we were going to study at the library. " I don't like lying to my dad, but I know dad would never let me go to this party with Rita if he knew boys were going to be there as well. Dad's super protective and doesn't like me hanging out with guys. He doesn't think very highly of teenage boys. He had a cow when I introduced him to my guy friend, Kade, a few years ago. Over the years he's grown to trust and know Kade so now Kade isn't a real big worry to my dad. 

" Good. " Rita stops at a red light and applies some dark red lipstick to her lips. Rita's phone dings and she looks down at it. " We've got to stop by the store and pick up some ice. " 

" 'Kay. Is Kyler going to be there? " I ask. I've had a major crush on this guy named Kyler for as long as I can remember. He's the captain of the basketball team and a complete cutie. 

Rita and I walk into the store and quickly separate with plans to meet up at the cash register. I head to get ice while Rita goes off to grab whatever. 

I grab a bag of ice before making my way to the cash register. I wait near the front register for Rita for a few minutes until she finally shows up. I grab a pack of gum and wait for the cashier to scan everything. 

Rita and I make our way outside to her car. The strong scent of smoke hits me and makes my eyes water. Rita's a smoker. She never goes anywhere without a pack. I doubt my dad knows she's a smoker, and I'd like to keep it that way. I doubt my dad would let me hang with Rita anymore if he knew she smoked. 

Rita takes a drag of her cigarette and blows the smoke out of her open window. I pop a piece of gum in my mouth, nodding my head along to a song playing on the radio. 

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This party is crazier than I expected. Way crazier. 

And that's coming from me. 

I'm the crazy one in the family. I'm the one who will shout at fictional characters in books or in movies, threatening them when I'm upset. I'm the one who'll go on hour-long rants to anyone near me about fictional characters just because I feel like it.