Chapter One: The New Kid In Town
"Clint Barton to the principal's office, thank you," came Maria Hill's voice over the intercom. The kid is question simply groaned as he sat on the roof of the school, ignoring everyone. But now that he'd been called to the principal's office, his plan to ignore everyone apart from when in class had just been ruined.
'Great,' he thought as he climbed down, bringing his bag with him. 'What did I do this time?'
Clint quickly made his way to the principal's office, successfully managing to avoid anyone who wanted to talk to him. He wasn't in the mood to talk with anyone today.
Clint arrived at the office, finding his uncle there as well. "Uncle Phil," Clint greeted, raising a confused eyebrow at the man who practically lived in a suit. "I know I didn't get into a brawl again. So why were you called?" Phil was also the school's career guidance counselor but Clint couldn't figure out why he or his uncle were there.
"Principal Fury wants you to show our new transfer student around for the next two weeks. She's originally from Russia. Her life there wasn't easy. Fury thought it would be best if someone with a similar childhood showed her around," Phil informed him quietly. Very few people in the school knew about Clint's childhood. In fact, it was only Phil, the vice-principal Maria Hill and Nick Fury who knew within the school. And despite all of his friends, Clint wanted to keep it that way. Except, the new student might figure it out.
"Does this kid have the same as me?" the seventeen-year-old asked quietly, putting his hands in his hoodies' pockets.
"No, she doesn't." That's all Clint needed to know.
Clint nodded. Phil had said she had a rough childhood. From personal experience, he knew what the new girl would be going through. "When does she start?" he asked, glancing at the closed door of Fury's office.
"Today. She's getting her schedule," Phil replied just as the door opened. "That would be our cue."
Clint followed Phil into the office, his hands still in his pockets. Fury was sitting behind the desk, with Hill to his right and a young red-haired girl in front of him. Clint waited patiently for an introduction.
"Ah, Phil. It's good to see you," Fury greeted politely – it was unusual for the principal to be so polite but he did have teachers who never seemed to be on his bad side. Two of whom were Maria and Phil. "Natasha, I'd like you to meet the school's guidance counselor, Phil Coulson, and his nephew, Clint Barton. Mr. Barton will be showing you around the school," he introduced, gesturing to the two men. "Phil, Clint, this is Natasha Romanoff."
Clint mentally raised an eyebrow when the girl turned to look at them; she was beautiful. Clint had been in short relationships with a few girls but looking at Natasha, she put them all to shame.
"Hello," she greeted, shaking hands with both Phil and Clint.
"Hello, Ms. Romanoff. Welcome to SHIELD High School," Phil greeted, smiling reassuringly at the red-head. "I hope that my nephew here won't teach you any of his bad habits," he added, smirking knowingly at Clint.
"You're my legal guardian. That means that when I act out, I'm your responsibility," Clint replied, smirking at his uncle and rolling his eyes at him. "Don't mind him," he said to Natasha, "He's just trying to wind me up."
Natasha simply raised a slightly amused eyebrow at the two but said nothing.
"Barton, you two have the next two periods off. I want you to show Natasha around the school. Show her where her classes will be. And don't get into any trouble," Fury instructed.
"Sitwell and Gonzoles aren't going to like me skipping their classes," Clint pointed out, not really caring whether or not either of the two tried to give him detention for skipping their classes. Again.
"They've already been informed," Hill spoke up, biting back a smirk when Clint's eyes lit up. "You don't have to worry about either today."
The bell rang for the start of the new period. "We'll get out of your hair so," Clint stated, stepping closer to the door, listening to the other students disappear from the halls. "Or is there anything else you need to discuss?"
"No, that's all for now. Will you please show Natasha around the school, and show her where her classes will be?"
Clint nodded and opened the door, waiting for Natasha to follow him. Once the door closed behind them, he turned to her and asked, "So where do you want to go first?"
So… How was that for a first chapter?
And thank you to Ashley for agreeing to co-write this story with me. I wouldn't be able to do this without you :)
