Howdy all! This is my very first Fanfic, and I'm ridiculously excited to see how you like it! If you don't like it, you won't break my heart though. Just give it a chance and see how it goes. All I ask is that if you have a criticism, please make it constructive! I would love to hear any and all suggestions and/or improvements you have to offer, as long as you don't tear down my confidence in the process. Got that? Great, now we can get to the story, enjoy!

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own any Marvel characters. I only own my original characters and plot.

Chapter 1: Now you've done it

"Emma Stark!"

Emma jolted awake, nearly falling out of her chair. She heard giggles and whispers all around her.

"Uhh..." she said groggily. She gazed up into the livid face of her history teacher. "Hey Mrs. Bartland..."

"Ms. Stark." Mrs. Bartland said. She seemed to be attempting to keep her composure. She pushed her glasses further up her crooked nose and tucked a strand of grey hair behind her ear. "This is the fourth time you have fallen asleep in my class this year, and it's only October!"

Emma thought quickly. "Oh uh, this is just a misunderstanding Mrs. Bartland. You see, I was just so interested in the Civil War that I wanted to get a closer look at it. I wasn't sleeping… I was just… looking really closely at the textbook."

"Nice try Ms. Stark, but we are studying the Cold War. And if you weren't sleeping, then what is that on your face?" The teacher said, crossing her arms.

Emma quickly glanced to her right. Her best friend Danielle was in the desk next to hers, pointing to the left corner of her mouth. Mrs. Bartland glared over at her and she quickly stopped. Emma wiped her face where Danielle had pointed and half dried drool came off of her skin. She then looked down. She had been drooling onto her open history book.

Crap.

"I…uhh…" Emma started, trying to think of something, anything good to say. The rest of the kids in the classroom were almost hysterical now, except for Danielle who looked on worriedly.

"Ms. Stark, your silver tongue won't get you out of this one." the older woman said, cutting her off. "You have made it more than obvious that you have no interest in this class at all. Aside from falling asleep four times, you have been constantly whispering to your friends, making jokes, and even doodling! Not to mention you pull out your phone every time my back is turned! And we won't even get into all of the homework assignments you still owe me!"

Now you've done it Emma, way to go.

"Ms. Stark, I'm afraid I have no other option but to send you to the office again."

"But…I…"

"Now, Ms. Stark! Maybe Principal Tanner will be able to talk some sense into you."

Emma couldn't think of anything else to do. She gathered her things and walked out of the classroom, slamming the door behind her. Now she was in trouble. If she got another detention she would be suspended, and her parents would bury her alive. They were already ticked at her for her other detentions and dropping grades. What was she going to do? She was only two months into her high school career and she was already falling apart. She weaved through the hallways until she arrived at the office door. She took a deep breath and pulled it open.

"Hello Emma," said the office secretary, tapping away on her computer. "What are you here for now?"

"Mrs. Bartland sent me down to see Principal Tanner… again."

"I see, well go ahead in," the secretary said with a cheery voice.

"Thanks," Emma said sarcastically, and she walked through the Principal's door.

Principal Tanner looked up at Emma from his paperwork. "Oh, good morning Emma, how are you today?"

"Mrs. Bartland sent me to talk to you," grumbled Emma.

"Ah," he said. "What happened this time?"

"I fell asleep… again."

Principal Tanner rubbed his eyes and took a deep breath. He seemed to be contemplating the right thing to say. "Emma," he began. "You're a good kid, I know that. But you're doing things to hinder yourself. Napping and texting in class aren't going to get you the grades you need to go to college. Now I know you're smart, heck you have to be, you're a Stark! But you're not using your intelligence, you're not applying yourself. You're wasting your time and causing your teachers grief. I want to see the bright, attentive girl that I know you are. Now, I know that if I give you another detention you will be suspended. I don't want to do that to you."

Emma let out a breath of relief she didn't realize she was holding.

"But…" he started. Emma's heart leaped. "I am going to call your parents and have a good talk with them about your behavior. We'll see if they will be able to change your mindset. In the meantime, I want you to pay more attention in class and worry more about your grades. Do you understand Emma?"

"Yeah…" She tried to keep a straight face, but on the inside she was mortified.

"Good, I really want to see improvement this time."

The bell rang and the voices of students began to fill the hallways outside.

"Well, you better go Ms. Stark, you don't want to miss your bus, and remember our talk ok?"

"Sure," she said flatly. She grabbed her books and sulked out of the office and into the bustling hallway. Kenny, who was in her opinion the most annoying kid in the school, pinched her arm and said "ohhh, Emma's in trouble again! Whatcha do this time huh?"

Emma so didn't want to deal with him today. "Shut up Kenny."

"Uh oh… is wittle Emma angwy?" he teased. "Guess having a superhero Dad doesn't do you much good in school huh?"

She really wished she could punch him, but she was in enough trouble as it was. She opened her mouth to yell something at him when Danielle came up beside them.

"Kenny, lay off or I'll tell the lunch ladies what actually happened to all of their cheese!" threatened Danielle.

"You wouldn't…" he began.

"Yeah, I would, and you know it. So beat it!" This was why she loved Danielle.

"Whatever…" Said Kenny as he walked away glaring at us.

"Thanks Dani, I owe you one," said Emma, relieved.

"Don't mention it, just doing my best friend duty," she said smiling. "Did Tanner give you a detention?" she asked. Emma shook her head. "No, but he's gonna call my parents," Emma said with a frown. Danielle bit her lip "Well, at least you won't get suspended." She pushed her curly, light blonde hair behind her shoulder and looked at Emma seriously with big brown eyes. "Let me guess, up reading again last night?" Emma just nodded and looked down as they walked. "Emma, I don't mean to sound like a teacher, but I do care about you. You gotta start thinking more seriously about things. You're in high school now, this is really important."

"It's not that I don't care, I just can't help it Dani! I don't know what it is, but I just can't stop myself when I'm doing these things. I've really tried, I have. I just don't have much self-control. Besides, a part of me really enjoys annoying Mrs. Bartland…" Emma said. They had arrived at Emma's locker and she was stuffing the things she needed into her book bag.

"Aw man, what'd you do to the poor old Nazi now?" came a familiar voice.

"Hey Sam," said Emma and Danielle simultaneously. Sam was their other best friend. He had messy, chocolate brown hair with his signature hat pulled over it and hazel eyes. Emma pulled her jacket out of her locker and put it on. She made sure she had everything she needed and then slammed the door shut. Danielle explained what had happened to Sam while they made their way out of the school.

"Awesome job trouble maker! I've never been able to get on a teacher's nerves the way you do!" exclaimed Sam.

"Thanks, I appreciate it." Emma said while rolling her eyes. They walked out of the school and headed towards the buses. The cold air caused Sam and Danielle to shiver and zip up their jackets. "I'm still super jealous of the way you like never get cold," said Danielle through chattering teeth. "Not to mention how tall you are, you've got it good girl," she added.

"I don't feel like I've 'got it good' right now," sighed Emma.

"Come on, cheer up!" said Sam. "We've got our super freakin' awesome Friday movie night later remember?"

"Yeah, I'm gonna have to cancel that. I have a feeling I won't be allowed to do much for a while."

"Oh yeah, that sucks. That reminds me though; does your Dad ever use his suit to punish you? Like, does he… Ouch!" Danielle had elbowed him in the gut and given him a look. She knew that Emma didn't like people talking about how her Dad was a superhero, she couldn't stand the questions and she didn't want people to be friends with her just because of it. They had arrived at the buses, but Emma felt like she desperately needed some alone time.

"Hey guys, I'm just gonna walk home again," she said.

"Are you sure Emma? I mean, it's pretty cold, and your parents don't like it when you…" began Danielle.

"I'll be fine, I just need some time to think," Emma interrupted.

"Alright… but be careful," said Danielle.

"May the force be with you!" shouted Sam as they got on the bus.

Emma couldn't help but smile a little bit. She really loved Sam and Dani, and they had helped her through a lot. She waved and then turned to make the trek through the chilly streets of New York City toward her home.

Please let me know what you think! I appreciate any reviews! And I'll add another chapter really soon. Also, I know this chapter was a little boring, but I promise it will get a lot more interesting from now on! Thanks for reading and have an amazing day!

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