AN: So I thought this would be fun to try. I've read some fanfics before about the Avengers going to school so I decided to give it a try. Also I know this chapter kinda sucks but I promise the next one will be better. I'll introduce new characters.

Please review and let me know what you think :)

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Natasha ducked around the corner as she saw another police officer. She knew that if she was spotted she would get into serious trouble.

The police officer came around the corner when he saw Natasha run off. When he got to her hiding place he looked down on the fifteen year old girl and sighed.

"You should be in school, young lady." The police officer said.

"But I already graduated." Natasha lied.

"If there's anything I'm good at it's being able to tell when people lie. You are lying. Come with me." He told her.

She sighed and looked up at him from behind her red curls. He had an irritated look on his face. She stood up from her crouching position behind some trashcans and followed him to his car.

He opened the back door for her so she could slide in. Natasha rolled her eyes and sighed as he closed the door.

'If he takes me to a school I swear I'm going to rip his head off' she thought to herself. Natasha had never been in a school and the mere thought of it made her cringe. She had no friends or family she could go to for help, besides Fury though he didn't ever have time for her, so she was in this for herself. If there was anything good that came from the Red Room it was that she had learned how to fend for herself.

Natasha shuddered as thoughts of the Red Room entered her mind. She shook them out of her head as the police officer came into the car to drive her to wherever he was going.

She looked out the window as they passed all kinds of sky scrapers and people. When the police officer rounded another corner, Natasha saw the building of the school. It looked like it was a private school and she wondered how he was supposed to get her in. She wasn't a student so what was he thinking?

The building itself was quite impressive. It was at least three stories high and had windows spread everywhere. You could see the students and teachers sitting at their desks. In the front of the school was two big double doors with the schools 'WB' intertwined on them. A sign stood next to the gate that surrounded the school. It said: 'Brooklyn New York's West Bridge Private Academy' on it. The police pulled up to the gate that allowed people onto the school grounds and entered a pin into it. When the car got on the school grounds Natasha saw none other than the famous Nick Fury come out of the school.

As Natasha stepped out of the car, Fury stepped towards her.

"Miss Romanoff. I have sent this undercover agent to retrieve you. I've decided that, for your own good, you will go to school. You know your basic math and how to read so I think you will be good in your grade that you're supposed to be in." He told her.

"I don't need to go to school Fury." Natasha huffed.

"You know the consequences if you don't listen." Fury said watching her with his one good eye.

Natasha rolled her eyes and turned around to watch the under cover agent, or the 'police officer' drive away.

"I got you an apartment not far from here. You can walk to and from school everyday. Here is the key." Fury said, handing Natasha the key.

Natasha looked down at the key in her hands. Fury could tell she was clearly irritated but he didn't really care. All that mattered was that he was doing the right thing for her and he knew that.

"If you'll follow me, I'll take you to your apartment." He said.

Natasha followed him back down to the gate. He taught her the pin and they started down towards the apartments. When they got there, Fury showed her where her room was and left her outside the door.

Natasha looked around the hallway, took a deep breath and entered the apartment.

It was a lot nicer than she would have thought. It had a good sized living room with couches and TV. To the right of the living room there was a small kitchen. On the left side there was a halfway with two doors. She opened the first one to find a small bathroom. The other one contained her bedroom.

As she sat down on the couch, a paper caught her eye. It had a list of the classes that she would be attending. Lucky for her, she was only a day late for the start of school after summer. She set the paper down and settled into the couch to take a small nap. As she drifted off to sleep, thoughts and fears about school filled her head and dreams.