The bit underlined is just Jex's speech, pretty average so skip over it if you feel like it.

The big day had come. We were now in the back of the concert hall. Sammi and I were fixing each others hair. Ignoring our teachers role calls of 'Stark, Tate,!" My classmates were all ready with their equipment; each bearing dresses, gowns and had on their matching caps. I looked out into the half-filled seats that lined the left side of the concert hall. Sure enough, there was my brother, the Tony Stark, walking casually to the seats. He was wearing another navy blue dress suit with a matching red tie. His eyes were hidden behind a pair of shades and his hair was gelled into place. Walking beside him were the avengers, I shook my head. They all looked a right statement. Cap, Bruce, Hawkeye, Thor and Loki were in suits, Natasha in a short leopard print dress and Ally was in a gorgeous dress magenta dress paired off with a pair of killer heels. Behind them walked both Pepper and Hogan. Pepper in her usual business like but quite fashionable black skirt with a blouse and an over coat, along with her usual hair bun and high heels. Hogan had his "Men In Black" look going…nothing new. The nine of them stuck out like a sore thumb as they made their way calmly over to the chairs.

Completely ignoring the crowd's hysteria over their arrival, the seven of them sat down in the centre section of the front row. I was surprised that no one had attacked Tony yet. Maybe because the crowd figured it was a school event and didn't want to cause any trouble? The hysteria, slowly but surely, died down, however.

My classmates were now frozen, staring at me. Some of them with wide grins yet a few individuals glared as if they had never witnessed something so repulsive. I grinned at them. Using my, That's right. After today I inherit my half of a multi-million dollar empire. You should be jealous smile. "Hey guys!" I shouted . "Tony! Pepper! Hogan! Steve! Bruce! Clint! Over here!" I had to stop my self from calling out Thor's name as tried to get their attention by different forms of waving and jumping up and down.

It was Tony who noticed me first. "Hey! There's our graduate!" He shouted, pointing at me, and nudging both Steve and Clint who were looking at the opposite side of the room. There was a long line of nudging in the first row until all of the Avengers were grinning at me. Cap waved to me while Clint gave me the blew me a kiss and screamed, "Lookin' good there Little Starky!" I rolled my eyes at that last comment. The crowd sat there, anxiously watching this scene. My classmates (the supportive few) giggled uncontrollably.

"You ready?" Sammi asked me with a nervous grin. I rolled my eyes affectionately.

"To leave this hell hole yes. To go out in the real world. Hell No."

"At least you've got a job." Sammi said casting a look around us. "I have no-idea what I'm going to do with the rest of my life." I grinned,

"If you get stuck I'll be happy to offer you a job as my cleaning lady at Stark Industries," she rolled her eyes.

"Ha Ha it's all very funny for the super star Heiress with the million dollar company. "

"Ya know it." I grinned. "But seriously, we're going to be fine. I promise." Sammi visibly relaxed casting an eye around at our surroundings.

"It's funny I never thought I'd miss this place."

"I know. Sometimes you realise that the things that bring people closest together is the battle trying to survive the war wagged in this hell hole." Sammi grinned. "Sounds like it's time. You ready?" I asked glancing at my best friend.

"You Jump I Jump right?" She asked with a smile that I immediately returned. We had been asking each other that question since we had watched the titanic as kids.

"Of course," Was my reply. "When have I ever jumped without you." We grinned at each other before making our way into the processional and marching throw the rows on to the stage. I grinned as the avengers wolf whistled and cat called to me. Giving Tony a sly grin as he called out. "That's my sister." Almost too soon we were up on stage and zoning out during speeches, I was day-dreaming about kicking some serious bad guy ass when I noticed Sammi digging her arm into my ribs. It looked like it was time for me to make my valedictory speech. Crap. I made my way over to the lectern catching sight of a beaming Tony in the first row.

"Ladies and Gentlemen of the Class of 2012:

I'm sure you have been told that this is the best time of your life. It may be. But if it's true that this is the best time of your life, then you have my condolences. The truth is, your whole life is ahead of you. The memorable stops in your journey, the best and worst, are hiding in the future.

Whatever you think your dream is now, it will probably change, and that's okay. Just remember this: It doesn't matter that your dream came true if you spent your whole life sleeping. You know that uncertainty you feel today? It never goes away. The question is, do you know how to make uncertainty your friend? How do you know what is the right path to choose to get the result that you desire?

I will hazard a prediction. When you are 80 years old, and in a quiet moment of reflection narrating for only yourself the most personal version of your life story, the telling that will be most compact and meaningful will be the series of choices you have made. In the end, we are our choices.

The problems of failure are hard. The problems of success can be harder because nobody warns you about them. I watched my peers, and my friends, and the ones who were older than me and watched how miserable some of them were. I'd listen to them telling me that they couldn't envisage a world where they did what they had always wanted to do any more because now they had to earn a certain amount every month just to keep where they were. You can't move on until you go. And you can't go if you're afraid to move on.

You have a choice. You can either be a passive victim of circumstance, or you can be the active hero of your own life. Action is the antidote to apathy and cynicism and despair. You will inevitably make mistakes. Learn what you can and move on. At the end of your days, you will be judged by your gallop, not by your stumble. If you're making mistakes, it means you're out there doing something. You are dreaming and you are awake.

It is impossible to live without failing at something unless you live so cautiously that you might as well not have lived at all — in which case, you fail by default. Failure taught me things about myself that I could have learned no other way. The knowledge that you have emerged wiser and stronger from setbacks means that you are, ever after, secure in your ability to survive. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. Your time is limited. So don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma, which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice.

Here's something else that's true. In the day-to-day trenches of adult life, there is actually no such thing as atheism. There is no such thing as not worshipping. Everybody worships. The only choice we get is what to worship. In all you do, worship wisely. Our common humanity is more important than our differences. The way to be happy is to like yourself and the way to like yourself is to do only things that make you proud. Never do anything just for the money. Do whatever you can just for love. One day, you will understand that it is harder to be kind than to be clever.

Never, never, never, never — in nothing, great or small, large or petty — never give in, except to convictions of honour and good sense. You must knock on doors until your knuckles bleed. Doors will slam in your face. You must pick yourself up, dust yourself off and knock again.

Persevere. Nothing worthwhile is easy. No one of achievement has avoided failure — sometimes, catastrophic failures. But they keep at it. They don't quit. Now will saying "yes" get you in trouble at times? Will saying "yes" lead you to doing some foolish things? Yes it will. But don't be afraid to be a fool. Cynics always say "no." But saying "yes" begins things. Saying "yes" is how things grow. Saying "yes" leads to knowledge. So for as long as you have the strength to, say "yes."

I once read about a baseball player who struck out 1,330 times. But we don't remember that Babe Ruth failed 1,330 times. We remember the 714 times Babe Ruth hit a home run. You can't climb the ladder of success with your hands in your pockets .It is our failure to become our perceived ideal that ultimately defines us and makes us unique. It's not easy. But if you accept your misfortune and handle it right, your perceived failure can become a catalyst for profound re-invention. The very least you can do in your life is to figure out what you hope for. The most you can do is live inside that hope, running down its hallways, touching the walls on both sides.

In essence people. Never. Never. Never. Give up. And maybe one day well meet again on the pages of Forbes 500." I grinned, before taking a bow and sitting down after a few more boring speeches we were handed our diplomas. I'll never forget crossing that stage with my best friend. Awkwardly hugging my head of house, receiving my crisp diploma and my graduation candle. Once the last person had been called and the clichéd 'I believe I can Fly' graduation pop song had been played we were shepherded out onto the quadrangle where we mumbled the school chants - the words of which nobody really knows, before throwing our hats in the air. I'd barely taken two steps before Tony crashed into me with a hug.

"My little Valedictorian! Excellent speech!" He hugged me tight. "Mom and Dad would be so proud today."

"Thanks, Tone, I'm glad you could all make it!" I said grinning at the assembled avengers.

"Wouldn't have missed it for the word." Hawkeye grinned grabbing my hand and twirled me into his arms planting a soft kiss on my lips. Beside me Tony coughed, Ally reached over and elbowed him grinning.

"It's her big day, give her some leeway," she turned to me, "congratulations, Jex. I'm proud of you,"

"I know, I can't believe it's over. No more homework, no more assignments and no more cranky teachers."

"Yeah but, time for a day job with an even worse boss." Ally joked causing the rest of the avengers to laugh.

"Well, I don't know about the rest of you but I could really go for some food around now," I said and Tony grinned,

"God I thought you'd never want to leave. Good thing your favourite brother go us a reservation at a swanky restaurant downtown."

"And what restaurant would that be?" I asked as Ally, Tony, Clint and I piled into the Audi. Bruce, Cap, Thor, Loki and Natasha were following behind.

"Wait and see." Tony smirked. It turned out I didn't have to wait long. I rolled my eyes as we pulled up in front of a restaurant a couple of blocks from school.

"Swharma Seriously?"

I thought it was about time, Jex graduated from High school don't you? Better late than never!

Consverslover, awhh thanks!

Booklover, it's coming I promise.