Welcome to SHIELD High School

by Sebastianne Mordecai

After the death of his mother when he was only 11 and his father leaving his life when he was 3, 15 year old Peter Quill was forced to move on with his life. But what happens when surprises like girls and friends show up? It's either up or downhill for now. Underage drinking, self harm and language.

1. Chapter 1

A/N: Alright, this is my very first fanfic and I thought it would be wonderful if this was an avengers/GotG highschool!AU crossover so please keep the hate to a minimum.

Chapter 1: Welcome to Shield High, Room 64

Peter is completely terrified of Shield high. Especially since they are in partnership with the police department. He isn't the most innocent kid in the world. Since his mother's death he hit an all time low in life, he started cutting and drinking. It was torture on him.

He walks into the office, sitting next to a plant. Holding onto a picture of his mom. She had brown hair but it was hard to tell do the yellowing of the picture. She was holding a toddler with orange hair and jelly smeared on his face.

He tries to hold back tears, throwing his head back looking at other people. One girl in particular caught his attention. Her hair is dark brown near black with green and berry purple highlights, falling down her back. Her brown eyes complementing her caramel brown skin.

The girl next to her looks almost dead due to her pale skin, her bright red curly hair cascaded down her back but not as long as the other girl's, the various shades of blue in her hair making it a bit better.

"Gamora and Nebula, class 64." The receptionist orders, applying a coat of red nail polish.

"You too, go now, room 64." she points to him, shaking her head.

He walked into the classroom, thinking. "Man, these are some giant kids."

He looks over the class, sitting next to the girl they call "Gamora". She was even prettier up close! She looks up from her book at Peter, raising a brow.

A giant blonde muscular kid sat next to him writing... poetry? He wearing a red, white and blue jacket, his hair in a 1940's fashion. His head snaps up as he looks at a girl with brown hair and arctic blue eyes lighting up as she laughs. His cheeks flush seeing her.

"Dude, you okay?" He looks at the girl, talking to him.

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine..." He says sweating.

"Look, give her the poetry later, maybe get her a flower, something romantic like a rose. I'm Peter, by the way, Peter Quill."

"Steve Rogers."

The teacher walks in and at that moment Quill nearly choked.

"Hello class, my name is Mr. Quill, welcome to homeroom."

A/N: Okay, I wanted to put in Peter's father somewhere and what better place than the first chapter? Forgive me.

-SebMordecai