Everyone had heard what was happening this week. No. Everyone knew what was happening this week. New kid. Some unsuspecting sucker was going to have one Hell of a day. Whoever it was, they'd be lucky to survive the without being injured physically, mentally or emotionally. A school were some weren't what they appeared to be and when you least expected something weird usually happened. So when word broke out that a new kid would be arriving in a matter of days, it didn't take long for it to spread like wildfire. Even though every soul who worked or basically attended the school, there was only one tiny, miniscule problem. Not a single soul knew who it was. Bar, obviously the principle and vice principle. Maybe stretching it out to the secretary that assisted them but she most likely knew. All three of them were probably thinking of ways to make sure this kid didn't get scared in any way. They couldn't have a repeat of last year now. But of course rumours had started to spread far and wide round the school about who it was, what sex they were and they even went as far as saying it was the principles kid and he was keeping it on the down low.

It was a crisp autumn morning. The wind was picking up the now fallen, dead leaves that had lost their shiny green colour. Instead they took on different shades of brown, yellow, crimson and orange. Frost was beginning to form on the pavement; a clear sign that winter was coming round the corner. People were already slipping on the odd spot of frost that glistened when the sunlight shined on it, making it look like there were lots of miniature rainbows on it. The odd person would squeal (even the boys), sounding as if they were a ten year old girl when stepping on that dreadful black ice. Falling either on their backside or face with a thud and then having difficulty sanding up afterwards. Faces would be red with frustration or embarrassment of the unfortunate ones that fell. Friends and ones who were nearby to experience the unlucky ones that fell would be laughing at their misfortune. The odd joyous ear would come from some as they were laughing too much. Due to the weather starting to get cold, people were starting to come to school with jumpers, coats, anything really that had long sleeves. Some even had at least two layers of clothing on to protect them from the cold.

But this autumn morning just wasn't your ordinary autumn morning. Well, for today it wasn't. Today was the day that everyone was waiting for. It was the day the new kid was to arrive. The rumours had now escalated quickly since the first word of the new kid. There were mentions that it was a new student from either Russian or Asian, that looked hot and with a flick of her hair, the boys would be crawling to her every need. Girls had scoffed at this idea and somehow it also came to be that it was a boy instead and just him flexing his abs he had all the girls crawling to his every need. Of course there was the little minority who had common sense and ignored the rumours as most of them were far-fetched and would most likely not even be true.

People had gathered round the school grounds. Buzzing with excitement, just wanting to catch a glimpse of the new student, who now has to endure a few years of the madness at this school. As people chatted in excitement, some were hooping from one to the other in a feeble attempt to gain a small amount of heat. The wind was weaving its way through people. Whistling every now and again when it weaved through the crowd. Time dragged on and the crowd that had gathered in the morning had started to make themselves scarce. Mainly as they were beginning to freeze their asses of in the cold and the fact there was a no show from the new kid. By the time the bell rang, students were now crowded in the corridors near radiators to get some heat. Bells echoed through the school alerting everyone it was time for form. The few bells that were placed outside the building rang as well, alerting the pupils that were still outside. People disbanded from their groups of friends so the school day could start officially.

The school day passed slowly for most students at the disappointment of the new arrival not appearing at all. When the bell finally rang for lunch it was considered a relief. At a table a group of three were sitting in the far corner in the room. Conversing over what everyone was. The new arrival, that never appeared.

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"Sooooo… That was a major time waster." One of the males spoke with disappointment in his voice.

"Maybe… Maybe they slept in?" The other one suggested in an attempt to cheer his friend up somewhat.

"But the new guy hasn't been seen at all!" The first spoke again in with a slight whine in his voice. "I gotta bone to pick with the guy now when he decides to magically appear. Although, if it's a chi- Ow!" He rubbed the back of his head and glared at the female who slapped him. It made it all that much easier to glare at her for what she did.

"Barton. One and I mean one word of wanting to tap the new students' ass if it's a girl and I swear to God I will make you regret saying it. Making you wish you never said it in the first place." The female spoke calmly, without showing any affection with her threat. She looked at her nails idly while waiting for Barton to answer.

Without a second thought he shrunk back in his seat. "Jesus Nat… No need to go and threatening me with my life." He mumbled more to himself with his reply. Crossing his arms he pouted looking like a child that just had his sweets stolen.

Clint Barton, senior and a member of the archery club. He had sandy blonde hair and greyish eyes. Pouting at a death threat that he knew fairly well the girl could perform easily if she wished to. He was also known round the school as a ladies man and flirted shamelessly at times though never going as to ask one on a date or to get in their pants.

Natasha Romanoff, also a senior was a student who had come from Russia a few years ago. She might as well have been American as all traces of her Russian accent was gone or just very well hid. She was the only girl in the whole school that the boys were terrified to ask out on a date since day one. Threating one that if they ever attempted to ask her out on a date again they would be incapable of having sex in their lifetime. This led her to being one of the most feared girls in school by the students. She had wavy, shoulder length hair that was an auburn colour and eyes that were an icy blue. On her arrival, the only guy... No. Scratch that. The only pupil in the whole school who approached her without fear was Clint.

The other male that was with them sighed heavily and looked at them both disappointedly. A look that ones' parent would give their child if they had done something wrong.

"Cap. Don't give us that look." Clint started. "You're not our mum so chillax. We are only having some fun. Right Nat?"

"Sure. Whatever you say Clint." She looked at him with a small smile.

"Natasha," Steve looked at her a little worriedly. Mainly for Clint. "Whatever you are thinking stop. Also, don't hurt him."

Natasha rolled her eyes at him and began to poke at the salad that sat in front of her idly.

Steve shook his head and watched them both. He was muscular built and captain of the football team (hence the nickname Cap). Steve Rogers was one of those teens that was well mannered unlike most in todays' society and rarely swore. Doing so caused him to flush in embarrassment. His blond hair always seemed to be in a 1940s style. Though no one complained as it suit him. There was one thing that everyone made sure of. Not to upset him as doing so caused him to look like an overgrown baby.

Whit the silence that had occurred over the short amount of time had started to grow awkward and unbearable. Thankfully it was broken quickly with someone approaching with loud steps that sounded as if thunder was going of every few seconds.

"My friends." The voice boomed. "Sorry we are late." There was no mistake to who that was. Thor Odinson. He was also in the football team, well built, senior and taller than basically the whole school. His hair was a golden blonde and length wise was round his shoulders. He also had some facial hair.

Behind him there was someone smaller. He nodded to his group of friends before sitting beside Steve.

"Hey. Look who finally showed up. Bruce, Thor. What took you guys so long?" He waggled his eyebrows with a smug eating grin. Now in his hands was a miniature bow and he was plucking the string, waiting for an answer.

Bruce rolled his eyes at Clint and smiled a small smile. He was the science geek (and the only junior in his group of friends) but was also known to have a ferocious temper when provoked. His hair was a mess most days and his eyes were a chestnut brown. The odd time they would flash a green colour. Apparently the cause of a science experiment gone wrong and fucking up his genes in some way. No one questioned how it happened.

"Well…" He hesitated for a moment, glancing down at his hands while doing so.

"Come ooooooon Bruce. We haven't all day. Spit it out already."

Natasha elbowed Clint in the ribs to get him to shut up for a few moments. He winced in pain but got the message and pretended to zip his mouth shut. Natasha rolled her eyes and then nodded at Bruce to continue with what he was saying. Who knew how long Clint would stay quiet for so it was best he spoke fast.

"Well," Bruce continued while glancing at his hands absent-mindedly. "We caught glimpse of the new student-"

Before anyone could stop him, Clint had stretched across the table a bit too enthusiastically and was near enough directly in front of Bruces' face. Nope. He was not feeling that his personal space was being invaded. Not at all and Bruce was certainly not feeling a bit stressed at Clint being persistent.

"Oh for fucks sake hurry it up! Tell us! Don't leave us in the dark here man! You're killing me with the wa-" Natasha leaned forward and clamped a hand over his mouth, giving the famous death stare of hers that could get anyone to leave her be or just stop talking. He took the hint and slipped back to his chair without another word.

Steve shook his head in a disappointed fashion and sighed. How many times had he sighed already at Clint? It was definitely a few times but it was a frequent thing to do when round Clint. With him acting immature at times. Today seemed to be one of those days. "Clint, let Bruce finish before you speak again." He turned and faced Bruce with an apologetic smile. "Please continue."

He removed his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose before placing his glasses back on. "As I was saying, we saw the new stu-"

Thor interrupted him. Deciding input his voice as he was the only one who hadn't spoke about it yet and with impatience. He spoke with some food in his mouth. It wasn't the most pleasant sight to see. "It was a male and he was tiny." He chuckled faintly. Everyone was small compared to Thor yet he still found it funny

With Thor deciding to interrupt Bruce, he slammed his fist against the table with irritation. There was only so much one could take of being interrupted multiple times in such a short space of time. "God damn it! Can you let finish what I was saying for fucks sake!" His voiced had raised a possible note or two too much and his eyes flashed a tint of green.

Thor looked at him with shame. His eyes doing that puppy-eyed thing he seemed to do at times like this. "I am sorry my friend. I did not mean to upset you in any way. Please continue with your story."

Bruce closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm down. For one who was so calm could lose his temper in a split second but always seemed to regain composure quickly. Hard to believe the youngest of the group could scare the shit outta them.

"The new student, well…" He thought for a moment, trying to figure out how to word it properly. He may have also been letting his friends calm down and relax from his sudden outburst with his hesitation. "The person we saw was in fact male I can confirm that but as soon as he left the reception area he quickly went back in since he saw us." He was stalling. This was practically useless information but then again it may not be. "Thing is. The guy was Anthony Stark."

Everyone looked at him in utter surprise and shock in their own way. Natasha raise a brow but other than that showed no hint of her surprise, Clint had choked on his drink at the mention on his name and was now looking at him with his mouth open like a fish, Steve just looked like a dear in headlights and Thor. He had no idea who he was and how the mention of his name made everyone silent.

Clint broke the silence. "Anthony-fuckin-Stark!"

Bruce merely nodded at him.

"What's he doing at a place like this? Shouldn't he be of at some fuckin' private school of some sort with all those other fuckin' rich ones…?" Clint had now regained his ability to talk and God was it annoying. Him rambling on about how Stark was apparently coming to their school. Everyone just decided to ignore him. It was better than having to listen to him.

"This 'Son of Stark'" He sounds important." Thor spoke slowly as if trying to find the right way to word his question. "Why is this?"

"He's the son a man named Howard Stark. He's a weapons manufacturer so he is a bit of a big deal. Anthony is to inherit the company when he is deemed responsible to do so or when Howard dies. Besides, most don't see it happening for a while. He may be a genius of some kind but he is supposed a playboy as well. A big one that is." Natasha spoke so Thor would understand. He may be a senior but didn't grasp things quickly sometimes.

"Playboy? I don't understand." Thor gave her a puzzled expression. Gears running through his brain as he tried to figure out what it meant.

"To put it simply. He's a bit of a man-whore a times. Though why he is coming to this place? It's making me wonder why. There must be a reason..." Natasha started to drift off into her own thoughts as to the various possible reasons as to why Stark was coming.

Before any more comments could be made on the topic of Stark the bell rang. Telling everyone that lunch was over and too bad, you still have some classes left. Everyone got up with a sigh, clearly not wanting to go back to class and wanting to discuss the topic further. The group said their farewells to each other and then each made their own way to their classes all with a similar thought (bar Thor).

'Why? Why is Stark coming here?'

I said I would never write a fanfic because I thought I wouldn't be good enough but being utterly bored in class causes you to start writing. This is not a one-shot and I do plan to update this as often as I can. Once a week if possible.

Page breaks will be looking like this ~~~~o3o~~~~ because why not.

I'm new to writing fanfic. This is actually my first so hopefully I haven't messed up the characters too much. If anything seems wrong like the school setting and basically how the school system works forgive me as I don't know anything about the American school system to were this is set. But if something seems wrong point it out and I will try and fix it unless it messes up the plot.

I have rated this M just to be on the safe side for now as I am still not used to rating things. So for now it is M and if later on in life when I write and I don't see this being an M I will bring the rating down.

And yeah I am open to reviews, critics and even suggestions for future chapter ideas.