Hey guys! Sorry it's been so long but I finally came up with another story. Enjoy!
Steve POV
I walked up the steps of Shield Academy on the first day of school. I had just moved there so I had no idea who anyone was. I was just hoping that high school in New York wasn't as bad as everyone said. My thoughts were interrupted when I walked right into someone at the top of the stairs and fell backwards.
I looked up at who I had run into. It was a boy, about my age, with blonde hair and about twice my size, which is saying something. He was talking to a girl with short, dark red hair and green eyes and a boy with black hair and brown eyes.
"Sorry." I said. "No problem." Said the blonde boy, who had a British accent. "I'm Thor. These are my friends, Clint and Natasha." "I'm Steve." I said. "So are you from Asgard?" I joked. Thor laughed. "No. My parents are obsessed with Norse mythology. My brother over there is Loki." He was pointing to a boy with green eyes and black hair who was standing by himself.
I finally found my locker but was blocked by a boy with black hair and a girl with bright red hair. Thinking that they would only be there a minute, I waited there but they just kept talking for almost ten minutes. "Do you mind?" The boy asked when he noticed me. "Um, I just need to get to my locker-" "Well sorry to get in your way." He said sarcastically. "Chill out, Tony. Let's just go." The girl said. They walked down the hall, Tony glaring.
Bruce POV
I was the first one to pick up my schedule and go to class on the first day of school. My first class was math and apparently the teacher was supposedly evil. I loved math and science but as I saw my math class I was starting to dread it.
There was Thor, the quarterback on the football team, Tony, the rich tech genius, Clint and Natasha, the deadly pair, Loki, the quiet one that no one knows anything about, and others. There was one person I didn't recognize talking to Pepper Pots. He sat right next to me.
"Hey. First day?" I asked. He nodded. "I'm Steve Rogers." He said. "Bruce Banner and I wouldn't recommend sitting there." He looked confused. "Was someone else sitting here?" He asked. "No but I have a huge temper. Last year I threw someone out the window." I warned, showing him the stress ball in my pocket. "I'll try my luck." He said. Before I could say anything, the teacher walked in.
"Welcome to your first day of school. I'm your math teacher, Mr. Thanos." He said. Open up your textbooks to page 394 and, by the end of class, memorize the formulas." It was going to be a long year.
Tony POV
I can't believe that newbie whose locker was next to mine! I was just trying to talk to Pepper and then he just shows up! Then later he was talking to her! Who does he think he is?
In our next class, History, Mr. Wilson obviously couldn't care less about, well, anything.
"Alright guys, first off do not ask about my scars." He said. "I'm here because your principal couldn't find anyone else to teach you History and Drama so we're going to do a reenactment of the cold war." He turned on a bunch of fans and the AC so soon it was freezing in there. For the rest of class we split up and threw erasers at each other.
Between classes, I noticed the new kid by himself.
He was looking around, had no idea what he was doing, and just looked really lost. That gave me an idea.
After school, I followed the newbie home. I had to find out more about him. I was surprised to see him walk down an alley. I followed, careful not to be seen, and found him sitting on a wooden crate which was covered by a thin blanket. He was looking at a small black and white picture in his hands. I snuck away, thinking that I had enough to ruin the life of Steve Rogers.
Steve POV
The bell rang after technology and we headed to lunch. "Tell me if you want me to help you after school, Rogers." Mr. Kole told me. "Okay, Mr. Kole." I said back. "But I don't think this is really my thing." "Has anyone else noticed that Mr. Kole is obsessed with galaga?" Thor asked. We nodded. "Wanna sit with us at lunch, Steve?" Natasha asked. "Sure, I just let me get something from my locker." I said. I ran down the hall, stopped at my locker and opened it. I took out a small picture and stood, looking down at it. It was a black and white picture of my parents, taken right after World War II.
"Hey Rogers!" Someone yelled from behind me, getting everyone's attention. "I didn't know you would be able to afford school. Thought you would rather buy food!" It was Tony Stark. Everyone gathered around us, making an escape impossible. I saw Clint, Natasha and Thor in the crowd. "Leave me alone, Stark." I said, getting nervous. "Ya, I guess living in that alley gets you used to being alone." He said. 'Oh no.' I thought. 'How much does he know?' "Where are your parents, Rogers?" He continued nonchalantly. "My guess would be they didn't want you. Or maybe they're dead." I flinched at the word dead. "That's it, isn't it." Tony said. "Parents die, leave you with nothing, probably didn't care enough to, and now you live alone with nothing but an old picture. How cliché." My eyes welled up with tears. "Shut the hell up, Stark." I growled. "Hey!" He said in obviously fake shock. "You kiss your mother with that mouth? Oh wait -" Before he could say another word, Thor forced himself through the crowd and punched him in the face, giving me a chance to run.
I ran down the halls, went into the bathroom and locked myself in a stall, where I finally let myself cry.
I sobbed and sobbed, wishing I could vanish from existence. How did he know all that? How could he be so cruel? I didn't do anything to him!
"Steve? Are you alright?" Thor asked. "Please come out." I didn't want to but I wiped my face with my jacket and opened the door. Clint and Thor were standing there. "I can't believe what Tony said!" Clint said, obviously not very experienced in helping people. "How could he even begin to think any of that was true?" I refused to look at them. Thor seemed to read my mind. "Steve, were they true?" He asked, putting a hand on my shoulder. I nodded slowly, still not looking up. "My parents died in a fire two years ago." I choked, blinking back more tears. I was surprised when Thor hugged me. It was really aqward but I was glad to have a bit of comfort. "Boundaries, big guy." Clint said. Thor let go, looking slightly embarrassed. "I'm sorry about your parents." He said. "Do you want to sit with us at lunch?" I shook my head. "I just want to be alone for a while." I said. "That's ok. We get it." Clint said. "Bye Steve."
'No,' I thought as they left. 'You don't get it.'
It feels so good to be back! Again, I'm sorry it's been so long. I'm not exactly sure where I'm going with this so I'm open to suggestions if you have any! Bye!