My first fanfic... so please go easy and sorry for the short chapter. :)

I was wondering why I was upside down. And in a tree. And glowing. Also it was the middle of the night, so lots of people could tell I was glowing. There was a small crowd beneath me.

"Hey! I know this must be really amusing to you all, but I'm stuck!"

And I was, too. I had been walking home from school- In the daytime, mind you- and I tripped. Instead of hitting the pavement, I landed in this tree. In the middle of the night. And I'm stuck. Upside down. And I was glowing for some weird reason.

"Ummm… Would somebody call the fire department or something?" I yelled down. "Like I said, I'm stuck… and I'm glowing for some reason…" nobody helped, although a bald dude snapped a photo of me.

I never liked bald people anyway.

Then blood started to rush to my head. It really hurt. I tried to pull myself upright but almost fell instead. Baldy snapped another picture. Yeah, that's right. Humiliate other people on facebook because you have no life.

"Miss, we'll take it from here. Also I would like to know how you got up there. And why you're glowing." Said a slightly robotic and weirdly familiar voice. I wearily turned around and saw Iron Man. I then did the only logical thing for a girl in my position to do. I fainted.

When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was a glow. I was still glowing. I did not want to be Queen of the Glowsticks. The second thing I noticed was Iron Man standing over me. "HOLY SHIZ!"

"Welcome back to the realm of the living, sleeping beauty."

"Am I dead?" Yep, I know, dumb question, but come on. What was I supposed to say?

"If by that you mean, I am so hot that I am awesomeness embodied and the only way I could exist is in heaven… sadly no. But you were in a coma for two days. So you get a half point. Bruce said you'd be okay though."

"Okay… who are you?"

"I think you know."

"Are you Tony Stark or Robert Downey Jr.? Honest answer please."

"I am Tony Stark. Who's Robert? He your boyfriend?"

"Yuck no. I'm fifteen! Okay, time for the important question."

"Hit me. With the question. Don't actually hit me."

"Are you real?"

"No duh."

"No, you're not." I know, this seems like a five-year old argument, but come on.

"Um, yeah, I am. You may touch me if you so wish."

I reached out and touched his arm. It felt, well, real! I started to hyperventilate.

"No no no no no no. I am hallucinating. I will wake up and be at home in my bed. I am hallucinating. This is not real."

"Sorry to rain on the denial parade, kid, but this is real. You are currently in bed, and so far as I can tell, you don't have a home. Matter of fact, you don't exist."

"Um. WHAT! I do to exist I am right here! What do you mean I don't have a home!"

"We took a sample of your blood and officially, you were never born." He said.

"Okay, first off, you took my blood. That is not okay. Second, I live at five-four-two Yancy street with my mom, my dad, and my older brother! And third, Iron Man does not exist! He, you, are just a cartoon character!

Iron Man stared at me for a long time. Then he said slowly, "There's nothing at 542 Yancy. I had the land cleared years ago for a new warehouse. Either you are delusional or from an alternate universe. And I think it's the second one."

I fainted again.