Opportunity

by funkypen1

Maddison. She is an ordinary school girl, with exceptional intelligence, but with no family to care or help her, she gets into trouble at school. However when Coulson and May turn up and offer her the chance to work for S.H.I.E.L.D how can she refuse? Is the world at risk? Can Maddison stop it? - Also includes the Avengers later on.

1. Sent out of class again

This is an opportunity, which I have to take.

1 month ago.

Tick, tick tick. That's all I hear, everything else around me is a blurr. Maths, English, science. Easy. I sit and stear into space waiting for the end of the day, so I can go home. Home. Wish I had one. A foster home is not a place to call home.

"Maddison. Maddison are you listening?" a rather cross Ms Beauchamp was calling my name. "Can you answer the question please?" She says stearing down with disappointment and annoyance.

"Sorry miss what was that I didn't hear you?" I say trying my inocence.

"Yet again Maddison, why don't you do us all a favour and stand outside and I'll deal with you in a moment!" Sighing once I reach the safety of the corridoor away from Ms Beauchamp. I stand leaning against the white washed wall, reading the displays for about the hundreth time this term. I hear Ms Beauchamp giving the rest of the class instructions, but just I thought it couldn't get any worse she comes outside and is about to give me the pep talk about paying attention in class when the head teacher Mr Hill comes round the corner of the corridoor.

"In trouble again with Ms Beauchamp?" He asks impossing that it's a one way answer only. Last time I got into trouble with him, he threatened to expell me. If that happened the people back at the foster home would punish me, I don't me shouting that would be too knid in their eyes their more likely to beat me before starving me in the basement for a couple of days.

So I simply nod not daring to look Mr Hill in the face.

"It's alright Ms Beauchamp go back to your class I'll deal with her" Mr Hill says. Damn it, I'm done for, bye dinner, by life.

There's no clock in his office, so I can't tell how long I've been siting here waiting. Then the door opens and Mr Hill and two others walk in that I don't recongise, a woman wearing a black work style dress and the man wearing a suit of a grayish colour with a white shirt and blue tie. They all sit down except for Mr Hill.

"These people are from social services, they're here to discusse your future care arrangements with you" Mr Hill says and leaves through the door.

They wait until Mr Hill's gone before speaking.

"Hello Maddison, I'm Phil Coulson and this is Melinda May"