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Blue Stars

Blue Stars

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"Pietro," Clint snickered, pointing at his sketch, "Not trying to rain on your parade, but you got it wrong." He quirked an eyebrow, "What wrong?" "The stars are white. Not blue." He smiled playfully, "That'd be ridiculous." "Well, I happen to like blue stars." Pietro huffed, refusing to take the criticism of his artwork. "And frankly, I think it's better that way!" »----» • »----» Pietro begins to navigate his way through a new boarding school and managing a dangerous mission at the same time, along the way having some fun with newfound friends. Though he's enjoying it, eyes are on him everywhere.
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I look up at Tony Stark through my long lashes. He gives me a smirk as I give him an innocent smile. That's right Stark, fall right into my trap. "Hey Tony, whe-" Rogers interrupts. I quickly turn my head, trying not to let him see my face. "Rogers, I'm kind of in the middle of something," Tony says. There's no way he remembers me. "You..." Steve says. I bring my glass to my lips and change the color of my eyes and my nose structure before looking back at Steve. "I thought you were... never mind, my apologies. Tony where is that thing I asked you about?" Steve asks him. I let out a breath. "Oh the program to find your mystery girl? It's on my desk," Tony smiles at him. Mystery girl? Mystery girl! I need to hurry this up.

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