This time I hope people like this one...A LOT!

This is my third story!

I don't own Marvel's Avengers.

In the United States, some families live happy lives and some, the families divorce. Some families fall apart because one of the parent dies. And some...well, they just have all the luck. That's my story, I'm one of the lucky ones.

I looked up from my schoolwork and took a look outside. It was fall and there were beautiful red, yellow, and gold leaves swirling around like they were dancing. I love fall. It's so beautiful to see and paint. I love painting scenes of fall and the sea. I was to wrapped up in looking outside I didn't notice the teacher had walked right up next to me.

"You done in dreamland yet, Lassie?" said my teacher, Mrs. Gwen.

I swung my head and arms around, knocking all my pencils to the floor. All the kids in the class started laughing.

"What ma'am?" I asked.

"I asked if you done in dreamland yet. Are you now?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Good, now pick up all your pencils. You get ten more problems for homework tonight." She walked back to her desk and sat down.

This is my life. Fun isn't it? I reached down, picked up my number twos, and went back to work. I live here in New York with my parents, my sister and brother. My sister is younger and my brother is older.

I finally lifted my head when the bell rang. I gathered my books and pencils, stuffed them in my bag and took off toward my locker.

My locker was right next to the hottest girl in the school. Her name was Samantha. I talked to her sometimes, but never really liked her. The other guys did though.

"Hi." she said as I walked up.

"Hi." I said back.

"You doing anything tonight?"

"No, but-" I started.

"It's my birthday today and I was wondering if you want to come. Will you?"

I looked at her. Me go out with the hottest girl in the school? Me?

This was a hard choice. I could go, but the guys would kill me if I did. Should I go and suffer the after shocks? or should I not go and be happy I'm still alive?

"No, I've got things I need to do." I lied.

"Oh, that's too bad. See you next week then." then with that she left in a flash like a butterfly leaving someone's hand.

She was so close...

Why did I suddenly care about her? It doesn't matter.

I got my homework for the night and left the school. I lived only two or three blocks away, so I took my bike to school. I unchained her and started to ride, till I figured out she was flat. Someone had done this.

"Sometimes I think someone hates my guts." I said out loud.

I got off and started to walk. I took this chance to look around. I looked up at the tall skyscrapers.

I wish I could touch the top of one...

I looked back down to the cars and people rushing past me. I felt invisible. People just went by pushing me, making it harder for me.

I turned a corner and took my short cut home. When I finally made it home, I took my bike to our garage, then walked through the door to find my dog, Skip.

"Hello Skip. Where's everyone else?" I asked, but all he did was twirl in a circle.

"Okay,Never mind."

I ran up the stairs and plopped my bag on my bad. My homework could wait I guess. I went back downstairs to find a note on the kitchen counter. I picked it and it read:

Dear Lassie,

I wish you could have come, but we were in a hurry. Your sister was hurt at school and we needed to go to the hospital ASAP. She was on the playground and these boys came and beat her up. I with I was there to help, but life as its ways of making things come together. We'll be at the hospital for a while, so your mom will come pick you up later this evening. Please call as soon as you get home, Love you!

From, Dad

I was speechless. First thing I did was run to the nearest phone and dial mom's cell.

"Hello?" came the familiar voice.

"Mom! It's me, Lassie. Is she..."

"The doctors said she will be fine, but it will take a long time for her to recover though."

I was relived.

"You okay honey? Sorry we had to leave you."

"I'm fine, but my bikes not. Someone put holes into it."

"I'm sorry to hear that. I'm coming home at six o'clock to pick you up. See you then honey. Love you! Bye." and she hung up. it was almost four o'clock.

I was going to be alone for two hours. What was I going to do?

Isn't it obvious? I was going to Samantha's birthday party.

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