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Hey, here is something I've been working on. I know, I know, I haven't worked on my other one but here's a fun one I like also. I'll work on A Start in Life also. Enjoy

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A Jump in Love and Life

Chapter One

Steve Rogers was running past a bright alley when he saw someone. He stopped and went back to look in. There was a girl, with black hair in a ponytail, a tank top, and black exercise shorts along with tennis shoes. She was crouched and her green eyes narrowed but she had a wide grin on her face. Steve was unnoticed by her as he watched in curiosity. Suddenly she jumped forward and he watched in shock as she jumped from one wall to the other until she was hanging from the ledge. He ran into the alley to see her standing of the ledge and looking at her watch.

"Ten seconds. A new record." She said, she crouched as if she was going to jump back down.

"Hey! What are you doing?" She looked down.

"Oh hi! Hey, can you move like three steps to your left?" She grinned. "Don't want to jump on you and all that!" Steve did and she grinned with her eyes narrowed. The girl did what she did to get up and landed right in front of him. So close that her body almost touched his. She moved back. "Oops, probably should have been four steps."

"What did you just do?"

"Oh, it was parkour. Where you use your body to jump from walls, building, sometimes even skyscrapers though they ended up scraping the guy off the street." She laughed at her joke. "Now I'm not going to try. Anyways, I'm Ivy Potter." She held out a hand and he took it.

"Steve Rogers." He replied and she nodded before walking behind him. He turned around to see her hop onto the closed dumpster.

"You live at the Remsen's. I see you leave your apartment once in a while. I'm next door." She said and he nodded. "Before you ask, I moved in a week ago. Glad I did too, Brooklyn has some awesome parkour areas. Along with certain parts of Manhattan. But I save that area for when I want to freak out pedestrians." She laughed again. "So what's your story? Why are you in the small, crappy apartments where the doorman is a bastard? Asshole always stares at my bum when I leave but whatever."

Steve became uncomfortable. What was he supposed to say? I was unfrozen after 70 years on ice and I live here so I can get used to the 21st century? Yeah that didn't sound crazy. "Well…"

"Ah, it's personal. I understand. Maybe if we get to know each other better, you'll eventually tell me. I can wait." She studied him. "I would teach you parkour but, you really don't have the body for it. For parkour, you need to be lean, light on your feet. You're probably light on your feet but," She reached forward and squeezed his bicep, "you have to much muscle. Sure you'll be able to pull yourself up a ledge but not jump from wall to wall." His startled expression caused her to laugh. "Sorry, I'm a bit abrupt but it's how I function."

"Oh, no, it's fine. I'm just not used to it." Steve said and Ivy grinned.

"Well, there is another place I saw that I need to test out so I'll see you later. I'm in 24B if you ever want to come over." She hopped off the dumpster. "Bye." She crouched again and he watched as she jumped from the walls and made it to the roof. He was startled when she jumped across to the other roof and gave a yell of excitement.

Steve stood there for a few minutes, in complete shock at what just happened. There was a girl right next door who can literally jump from building to building. What did she call it? Parkour. He had never heard of that. She was hyper and very forward also. He had never met someone who will actually tell you that you couldn't do something. Usually people slowly told you so you wouldn't feel hurt but she just went on and said stuff. It was so…different. He shook his head and left the alley, before he could start running again, he heard a familiar voice.

"Hey!" He looked up and was surprised to see Ivy kneeling on a ledge of the smaller building to look over. "Um, I need your help with something. I know this will sound weird but can you take two steps to your left and hold your arms straight out, palms up? I'll explain after, I just need some help." He nodded and did what she asked. Ivy suddenly jumped off and fell into his arms. She let out a breath of air at the impact but grinned as he set her down.

"Thanks. I couldn't get down the usual way as I got a leg cramp. Thankfully it happened on a building and not in midair. That always hurts like a mother fucker, depending on the height. I think I broke my leg twice from falling on it." She leaned against the wall and rubbed her calf. "Comes with territory so I never give up, no matter how hurt I get. Haven't cracked my skull open yet so I'm still going."

"Have people cracked their skulls open before?" Steve asked. This sport sounded brutal.

She looked up though she was still working on the leg cramp. "Oh yeah, loads of times. I met one of the best parkour jumpers who, after four years and three mini, non-approved competitions, has brain damage. He told me to keep going until you can't anymore. I was so proud to meet him that it's my motto."

"Why did you meet him?"

"He wanted to. I may not be the best like him, but most parkour jumpers are men and usually the woman have trouble. Due to my size and dodging skills, I'm one of the most popular so they flew me out to Malibu, California to talk to him. Fully paid by his sponsors and everything. California is seriously beautiful and I would have moved there but it's cheaper here and my friends can visit more." She stood straight and bent her leg. "Ha! I hate leg cramps. Hey you heading in?"

"Yeah, I was out for about an hour." Steve shrugged

"An hour? You barely look like you've been out ten minutes! Man, you have more stamina than me." She shook her head. "Anyway, I'll go with you. I mean the building is just up there." She started walking, not even giving him a choice. He sighed but caught up.

"How long have you been doing parkour?"

"Mmmm, about three years. It started off as a coping skill after some shit happened but then I realized I had a talent for it so after that length, I pretty much perfected my skill. Sure in the beginning I was scraped up a lot and started on bus benches but soon I was taking building after building. I can go pretty tall and jump far distances now. My best friend calls me a spider monkey." She shrugged. "What about you? How'd you get so much muscle?"

It's like she had no comment filter. Again, another Captain America. "Running, weights, and, I guess, good stamina."

"You're a terrible liar. But, I see its another personal thing. As long as it wasn't steroids, I won't ignore you completely."

"It wasn't steroids." He said truthfully. He didn't think the injections were steroids at least.

"Ah, good. I met a stupid jumper who thought that stuff would help him. It helped for a second before it wore off. Apparently steroids wore off pretty fast in his body so he ended up falling. He was really high and didn't expect it so he landed on his back. Now he is paralyzed from the waist down."

"Aren't you worried that will happen to you?"

"Hell yeah. Every jumper does, but because of that worry, we are more careful on what we do. People think we are reckless but we aren't, it just seems like it." She shrugged as they walked in.

"Looking good Ivy!" Steve heard a leer. It was the doorman.

"Hey Karl, how's Lidia? I miss our chats!" She called back and he sighed before going back to his computer. "Asshole." She muttered as they went to the stairs.

"Who's Lidia?"

"His wife. I had to talk to her about sexual harassment and now he only does that, doesn't try anything because of his wife. The only reason I don't go to the cops is because they have four kids in one apartment and Lidia can't work so he needs this job. Lidia's actually a nice lady." The two made it to their landing and she grinned. "Anyway, see you later. Remember, come over whenever you want."

Steve watched as she disappeared into her apartment. He shook his head. Today had been so weird.

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Ivy sighed and went to get some water when she heard a pop behind her. She jumped and spun around.

"Shite, don't do that Hermione!" Her best friend Hermione Granger was leaning against the counter with a grin. "What if I had my neighbor over, hmm?"

"Oh did you finally meet people like I told you to do?" Hermione asked. Ivy shrugged. "Did you use the people skills we talked about? You weren't abrupt like usual were you?"

"Maybe."

"Ivy! We talked about this. You have to be calm and actually think before you speak."

"That's not me though! What if I told you to stop reading? What if I told you to stop all you love? I love my personality and that's part of it!" Ivy ranted. "Anyway, he said he didn't care. Just new to him."

"I just want to help Ivy. It'll help when you meet friends, acquaintances, and even boyfriends!" Hermione said and Ivy groaned. "Wait, did you say it was a guy?"

"Yeah, Steve Rogers. Lives right next door. He saw me doing parkour and we talked. Very secretive, I'll tell you that. I really want to know."

"We all have secrets Ivy. Are you going to go tell him that you are a witch and defeated a dark lord eight years ago?" Ivy rolled her eyes.

"How's little Rose?"

"Great! But she'll be even better if her Auntie Ivy apparated over one in a while."

"I told you Hermione, I'm giving up magic for a while. Try a muggle life that doesn't involve the Dursleys and all that." Ivy sighed. "I'll take a plane next month. How about that?"

"Okay. Well, I'm pretty sure Ron is about to start crying himself so I'll come over later. Tell me how everything goes with Steve Rogers soon."

"Got it!" She gave a two finger salute and Hermione grinned before leaving with a pop.

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Like it so far? I don't do Parkour myself but it seems fun so I added it. Read and Review!