Quinn was in her advanced math class, writing in her notebook. But even this class, hell the school was too easy for her. She knew that but she got by learned what she honestly didn't know. (like art and history) but she had all the sciences aced. Right now she was working on more equations for her suit as the teacher droned on. "Quinn. Quinn!" She looked up. "Yes?" The teacher looked annoyed and Quinn saw the equation on the board. "Were you listening?" Quinn raised an eyebrow. "Yeah..." Even thou she really wasn't. "Then care to answer this-" "2457." The teacher was taken aback. "Very good." Quinn went back to her notebook as the teacher controlled her annoyance. Quinn couldn't help the small smirk. Next to her dad and maybe few other people, she could divide by zero among other highly advanced forms of math. It annoyed her teachers to no end but she always made grade.
She got to her locker, putting her books away when suddenly an idea for her suit hit her, getting out her notebook, using the locker door to prop her notebook, writing it down quickly. Suddenly there was a voice behind her. One of the boys of the school. "Uh Hello, Quinn." She sighed, annoyed. Nearly every day a boy was trying to talk to her or ask her on a date. She didn't even turn. "Yes?" The boy swallowed, wiping his hands on his shirt. "Well I was wondering if your free-" "I'm not." The boy looked taken aback. "But..." "No buts. Now go away." The boy glared weakly. "You could at least look me in the eye." She rolled her eyes, turning, crossing her arms, notebook and pen still in hand. "I'm not free. There? Is that better?" The boy shook his head. "Should have never even tried. You've turned down nearly every guy, least from what I've heard. Just why? Do you not want a boyfriend?" Quinn rolled her eyes. "You know there are things in the world more important then having a boyfriend. Now if you'll excuse me, I have lunch to get to." She walked away going to the cafeteria, notebook in hand.
She got her coffee and got her seat in the back. She tended to be a loner, working in her notebook all day. After a few minutes in the cafeteria she heard a ruckus starting. She looked up, seeing Mason holding a small boy to the wall and not in any good way either. He was about ready to punch him. She glared, walking over, overhearing some of what he was saying. "Com'on four eyes! Wheres my homework?" Mason had a kid up against a wall in the cafeteria. He's grown since he and Quinn were in kindergarten. With a build that would put most of the football team to shame with broad shoulders and wide body. He was there quarterback. The kid's name was Logan. He was much smaller with broken glasses being held by tape. He was shaking, looking terrified. "I-I'm sorry but I didn't have time last night. My parents and I went to my grandmothers." Mason growled, raising his fist. "Hey! Let him go!" He stopped, looking behind him. Quinn Stark stood, hands in fists at her sides. Quinn, now 16 going on 17 and has grown into a gorgeous woman. Long dark hair, curving body, large dark eyes you could lose yourself in, every guy in school wanted her but she wanted none of them. Mason smirked. "Oh whats little miss Stark gonna do? Math me to death?" She smirked to him, glaring. "Possibly. It would be enough to cause your brain to freeze." She was all 5'2 and not at all intimidated by his 6'5 stature.
Mason growled, turning to her, ready to punch her. When he threw the punch she grabbed his wrist, twisting it, along with twisting his arm. He yelped in pain. "Bitch! Let me go!" She learned a thing or two from Gage and Clint. She glared. "Will you leave him alone?" "Yes! Damn, this hurts." She smirked, seeing the pained tears in his eyes as she let go. He growled, punching her quickly. She was surprised but stopped herself from falling before throwing a punch of her own. That's when the students started chanting. "Fight!" That's when Logan got a teacher.
Tony held the door open for his daughter. "Times like this I'm glad were billionaires." Quinn groaned, walking in, messenger bag around her shoulder. "He started it." Tony sighed, closing the door. "I know and if I didn't buy the school off you would have gotten expelled. Stupid zero tolerance policy." Quinn sighed, looking to her dad. "Can I just go to the lab and pretend this never happened?" Tony smiled, ruffling her hair. "Yeah, just no explosions. Still repairing parts of the lab from your last experiment." she smirked. "I'll try but sometimes I can't help myself." She made her way down to the lab. Tony chuckled, going into the kitchen were Kim was reading.
Quinn put her numbers into the lab, going in quickly. Once she got her bag down and notebook out she heard the door open again. She smiled, seeing Gage come in. "Hey you.." He smiled, walking over. "Hey princess..so fighting at school?" Gage barely aged a day. He may have been going into his 30's or so but he still looked just as young as the day he got hired by Tony. Quinn groaned, face palming. "Excuse me for stopping a bully. Apparently I'm not allowed to do that." Gage chuckled, leaning against her desk. "TJ isn't gonna let you live this down." She smirked. "Oh please, I got worse on him." She started to type on the computer. Gage got a look at her face. The side was bruising, with a small cut. "You should take care of that." "Later." Gage rolled his eyes, getting up. "No. Now. I'll go get something for it." Quinn rolled her eyes. "Yes dear.." She smiled, going back to typing as he left the room. She rolled her black hoodie sleeves up, standing, bringing up the holographic table with her suit, working on it, putting bits and pieces together like a puzzle.
Gage came back in, small first aid kit in hand. She smirked over. "Is a first aid kit really needed?" He smiled. "I didn't feel like getting them out. Now stop working for a moment and sit." She sat down with a sigh as he stood in front of her, placing the first aid kit on the table, getting out an alcoholic wipe, wiping the small cut on her face. She hissed. "ow.." He frowned softly. "Sorry.." She smiled weakly. "I didn't know the cut ran that deep." He smirked. "You'd be surprised sometimes." He threw the wipe away, getting the ointment. He got a little dab on his finger, starting to rub it gently into her cheek bone. She sucked in a breath. Having him touch her so gently, so close. She swallowed. She shouldn't be feeling this way about him. He nearly raised her but for some reason that made her want him even more. Her mind was starting to list all the reasons she shouldn't want him when he moved, putting the band-aid on as if she was made of glass. "There. That's better." He smiled and her heart melted. She smirked,standing. "Can I go back to work now?" He chuckled. "Yes Miss. Stark, you can." she smirked. "Thank you ." She stood by the table again, willing her heart to stop beating so fast. "Did you want anything?" He spoke. She sighed, moving pieces of the holographic Iron Man suit. "Just coffee. You know how I like it." He nodded. "Got it." He walked out of the lab leaving her alone with her torrent of thoughts.
TJ got home, throwing his book bag on the recliner and heading for the kitchen. Kim was starting to get dinner together. "Hello to you to. How was school?" TJ shrugged. "It was school. Boring." Tony gave him a blank look. "gee what a story. Don't eat too much, your moms starting dinner." TJ frowned. "Com'on, just something small." Tony rolled his eyes. "Fine, something small." TJ quickly looked thru the fridge, getting a few cheese sticks, walking out of the room and down to the training area. In the training room he was using a pistol, shooting at a target, quickly emptying the magazine. Once the mag was done he used throwing knives, the paper falling to the ground, only leaving the paper head. There was a slow clap. He looked, catching his breath. "Hey sis..whoa, what happened?" Quinn groaned. "stopped a nully at school.". TJ smiled. "really? Good job. Soon you'll be fighting with the rest of us."Quinn smirked. He walked to her, ruffling her hair. Suddenly his cell phone was ringing, he picked it out form his pocket, answering. "Hey beautiful.." He smirked. Quinn rolled his eyes, speaking quietly. "Who is it this time?" He mouthed the name. "Melinda." She sighed, walking out, leaving him alone with his phone call. He's also become quite the womanizer. Shes never seen someone date'em and leave them like that since before her dad met there mom. Clint started to walk in the training area as Quinn was walking out. Clint saw TJ on the phone. "Who's he talking to?" Quinn rolled he eyes. "Who do you think?" Clint smirked weakly. "A girl? What? Is that the fifth this week?" "One for every day." "What happened to your face? Look a little banged up." Quinn sighed. "I stopped a bully but he kinda got a good hit in." "ahh I see." Clint chuckled as he continued to walk upstairs. Quinn following.
She avoided sleep like the plague, until her body forced her to sleep. Her mind became foggy, her body achy, she hated her bodies need for sleep. It was 2AM, Gage was on patrol when she started to whimper in her sleep, holding the pillow tight enough to rip holes in it. Gage had set it up for JARVIS to alert him when she had a nightmare. Some of them were pretty severe to the point her body reacting whats in the dream. If she was being strangled in the dream, there's a chance she could stop breathing in her sleep. He opened her door carefully, walking over. "Quinn..." She whimpered, curled into a ball. He started petting her hair, shaking her gently. "Quinn, princess, wake up..." After a few moments she woke with a start, gasping. Tears going down her face. She looked up, seeing Gage."I'm sorry..." He smiled sadly. "You have nothing to be sorry for. Now what was in this dream?" She swallowed, sitting up, wiping the tears away from her face. "Loki." He frowned tensing. "Loki? As in the trickster God? God of Lies, Loki?" She nodded. "Yeah. It was a vision but it didn't show much. In fact, it was very different, like it was being forced into my mind, not just showing up. It was Loki, he was the clearest part of it but I'm not sure what day or time or month but it's at my school." Her lip trembled, getting more and more terrified the more she thought about it. "I think he wants me." Gage tensed but he quickly wrapped her up in his arms, holding her close. "He's not gonna get that." She let her tears silently fall into Gage's shirt, hoping and praying her vision was wrong.