A/N: Hello! This is my first Fanfic, so I hope you enjoy! This chapter's kinda just a filler to get it started, but I'll post Chapter. 2 up in a little bit, so don't worry! Please review and tell me how I'm doing. Thanks for reading!

~Jessi

Tony woke up to the sound of an alarm clock blaring at 6 in the morning. He moved his face from where it was buried into his pillow. Looking over at the clock, he stared it down like it had personally offended him before switching it off.

"Tony? You up? Your father doesn't want you being late today," his mother called from downstairs.

Howard doesn't want me in the house today, he thought. But he yelled down that he was, in fact, awake and got ready. He shuffled to his closet with drunk-like movements and pulled out a plain dark-red shirt and a pair of old jeans. He picked up his duffel bag full of clothes, a pack of cigarettes, his cell, and a notebook full of blueprints and designs for possible projects. He slipped on his shoes before walking down to the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee and possibly something to eat.

When Tony actually entered the kitchen, though, he was greeted with the sight of Howard sitting down, back facing him, working on a tablet and eating an apple.

I can get Starbucks or something on the way, he thought as he tried to soundlessly back out of the room and towards the front door. Apparently he didn't do so well.

"Tony," Howard said without turning around, "come, sit down." For a second Tony thought about ignoring him and just running out the door. But he either look like he was scared, or an idiot. Probably both. So, he sat next to Howard and looked longingly at the coffee machine.

"So, I'm assuming you're all ready for college to start?" Howard asked, still typing on the tablet.

"Yeah, packed and ready to go," Tony replied in a monotone voice.

"And I'm expecting you to get all A's this semester-and next. I don't want you screwing this up, Tony."

"Yeah, alright, got it." Can I leave now?

"And don't go off partying with your friends every night. Like I said before, I didn't get you into college so you can fuck this up."

You got me into college?! Tony knew Howard's name was a big reason why he was to a huge school like he was, but he also knew he was smart. He didn't skip a few grades just 'cause he had money. But instead of telling Howard all of this, he just nodded and stood up to get his bag. Forget the coffee. Howard let him go.

Tony walked out the door just as Clint turned off the engine to his car. Natasha spotted him first and waved at him through the open window. Tony waved back.

"You all ready, Tony?" Clint called out as he leaned in towards the window.

"Yeah, just let me put my bag in the back," he replied. He shoved it in with the rest of the others and opened the rear door. He saw Thor's smiling face and...Loki? He was just sitting there, in the middle seat, sulking.

"What are you gaping at, Stark?" Loki all but sneered.

"Just your beautiful face, Sunshine," he replied with a smirk. He sat down next to him and looked questionably at Thor.

"Loki is starting at the University early. Just like you are, Anthony!" Thor beamed.

Tony grunted in response. "Good for you, kid."

"I am not a child."

"Could have fooled me." Loki huffed in response and looked out Thor's window.

"So, off to campus," Clint said as he pulled out of Tony's drive way.

"Sooo.. no Pepper?" Tony asked.

"No, her parents are driving her," Natasha responded.

"And Jane?" He asked, looking over at Thor.

"We...ah-broke it off the...other day."

"Oh, sorry to hear that big guy."

"These thing happen, you know, no need to apologize." Thor looked out his window, turning away from Tony.

"Ah, right. Hey Clint, stop by The Hut on the way, will ya?" he said. The Hut was a new coffee shop that had opened up a few months back. It was run by some 20 something kid fresh from Brazil, but it had the strongest coffee in New York, and that's all Tony needed right now.

"Uh, yeah sure, just don't take 3 years. Fury is doing this speech thing later. We can't skip it."

"Ugh, Fury? I swear to God, he lost his eye in a fight with the Mafia. And it creeps me out."

"Didn't realize you were so frightened, Stark."

Tony bumped him with his shoulder. "Shut it, Laufeyson," he said with a smile on his lips he tried to hide.

After the hour and a half long speech Fury had presented (basically saying stay out of shit and make my life easier), the students could finally head off to find their dorm room. The team headed to one of the many counselor. Her name tag read HILL, MARIA and she was holding a clip board and a yellow highlighter. Clint stepped up to her first.

"Barton?" he said, peaking over to the papers. "B-A-R?"

"Clint?" she asked, looking at him. He nodded his head. "You'll be in room 511 with Bruce Banner, he's already signed in." She handed him a key. He thanked her and walked off towards Tony.

"Know a Banner?"

"No, sorry. But hey, maybe you'll be lucky! Maybe he's a babe!" Tony laughed, nudging Clint with his elbow.

"Keep it down!" Clint looked around, searching for a familiar face he wasn't going to find.

"Relax! You're in college now, kid! Time to let your inner gay shine," Tony yelled the last part.

"Shut up!" Clint shoved him, but he was laughing.

"Tony! Your turn," Natasha called from over her shoulder. Apparently, everyone else had already gotten their roomates.

Tony strolled up to Maria and gave her a flirtatious smile. "Stark, S-T-A-R-K, Miss Hill," he drawled out.

She sighed and looked at her papers. "Here we are, Anthony Stark. You'll be in room 535 with Steve Rogers, who has yet to check in."

"Thanks, doll." Tony winked as he spun on his heel to face his friends.

"That was awful, Stark," Loki said.

"It was sitting next to you that put me off my game."

"Am I that much of a distraction?" Loki faked innocence.

"Just couldn't keep my eyes off you, darling." Loki sneered at the nickname.

"Do you need to flirt with everything, Tony?" Natasha asked.

"Actually, yes. It's only in my nature, Sweety. Now, who has who for a roommate."

"Actually, none of us seem to be sharing a room this semester," Thor said with a frown.

"I'm with Peggy Carter, Thor's with Phil Coulson, and Loki's with a James Howlett," Natasha said in a monotone voice. "Who'd you get stuck with?"

Tony had to think a second, he wasn't paying attention much when the counselor was talking. "Uh, Steve something. Steve Ro-Rogers. Yea, Rogers, I think."

"Sounds kinda familiar," Clint said.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, like... from like forever ago, or something."

"Maybe your just crazy," Tony said. He was bored with this conversation already. He just wanted to take his stuff and dump it in him room.

"No, I kinda remember it, too," Natasha said. "Think he had blue eyes."

"Oh yeah! He was short, too! I think," Clint exclaimed. Tony rolled his eyes.

"Whatever, I'll meet him later, anyways. You guys want to go get pizza in an hour?" he said, looking down at his watch.

"Sure, meet up back here then," Natasha said as she dragged off Clint towards the dorms. Tony didn't wait to see what Thor had to say. Instead he followed Clint and Natasha, hoping his room wasn't to far away.