And I return!

Bwuahaha! Now I've got my other fanfiction 'Everything Changes' done and dusted, I shall have more time to update this mother. ;)

~Sky


It's been a seven days since Loki had last been at school. One week.

...Not that I was counting. Nope. Wasn't counting, not at all.

But seriously. One whole week - he hasn't been at school since that day he was at my house. What was up with him? I didn't do something to piss him off, did I? To upset him enough not to come to school? Oh God, I pissed the guy off. He's not someone you want to piss off. I'm persistant and I annoy him, but to piss him off to this extent is bad. Bad bad bad bad. I've seen him argue with Thor, he's one aggressive little bitch. Very feisty and whilst driven by adrenaline - very strong, too. Yup, he's fought with Thor. Very bad. Not a good move to make, Point Break.

God, I'm going to die.

I'm doing to die when he sees me next.

He's annoyed because I tricked him into coming round my house, I bet. No-one tricks the school's trickster. It just wasn't heard of. I bet he's scheming right now instead of coming to school, planning different ways to kill me slowly and painfully.

Though I'm certain that's illegal. Yup, definately illegal last time I checked.

Doesn't stop Loki from killing me, though. He could easily dispose of my body - get rid of the evidence. He's smart enough to do it, that much I did know.

Though why would he be so mad about that? He seemed pretty annoyed when he figured out what I had done. To be honest, he figured it out faster than I thought he would.

Thinking back to our little conversation after he had an outburst of rage, he did technically admit that he had problems of some sort back at home. Had something happened after I dropped him off at his house? Was that why he hadn't been at school? Or is he ill?

Geez, when had I started caring so much about him?

Oh right. When I decided that the guy was interesting and that everything Tony Stark finds interesting he has to know more about. Right. Yup. I see, now. I don't care about the guy, I'm just interested in him. Two completely different things. Yup.

"Are you okay, Tony?" I looked up from the table and saw Natasha standing in front of me. Shit. I forgot she's in my math class.

"Yup. Totally fine, as usual." I gave her one of my shit-eating-grins' and leaned back on my seat, balancing it on two legs.

She gave me a wary look. "You've been acting weird all week." She sat down beside me, putting her bag on the table. She wasn't going to budge anytime soon. I silently groaned - great, the Romanoff interrogation begins. Agent-Natasha-Romanoff on the case. Yippee.

"Weird?" I laughed. "What do you mean, Tasha? I've not been weird. Completely normal. Stark-tastic."

"You've been spacing out, not paying attention and you haven't been yourself. How is that normal?" She raised an eyebrow. My grin faded. Shit, she was on to me. What was I supposed to tell her? 'Oh, you know. Just been interested in Thor's lil' bro! He hasn't been at school for a week so y'know, just wondering why the fuck he isn't here!'

"Home stuff." I muttered, hoping that she would buy it.

She nodded once, looking away from me as the teacher started talking. Aparently she understood not to press the subject. Using my previous home issues was a low-blow, though, but it was the first thing I could think of for her not to keep asking. I knew she'd eventually of found out and I know that she will find out. But why don't I want her to know that I'm kinda slightly worried by Loki's dissapearance? She knows I want to be his friend and I honestly didn't mind people knowing about the whole ordeal with Loki; practically the whole school was talking about it so it was nothing new. I'd already told the group that it was because I wanted to be his friend. Which I do, honestly. They didn't seem to mind; in fact, Thor seemed real happy about it.

That was good, right?


Seeing a mop of blonde-hair on a tall, muscular body walking alongside a slim, curvy, brunette haired girl I jogged over to them, getting the blonde's attention.

"Hey, Thor, buddy. Need to talk to you." I said, jogging backward in front of him, praying that I wouldn't trip backward down a curb, or person for that matter.

He raised an eyebrow. "What do you wish to speak of, my friend?"

Jane looked from Thor to me, then back at Thor. "Seems like something important. I'll see you later, Thor?" She smiled at him. I didn't look that serious, did I?

"Of course." He replied, giving her a quick kiss before she walked away, out of sight. Get in there, Point Break.

I pulled Thor toward my car. "I'll give you a lift home today, but I need to ask you a few things. Okay? Okay." I can see me being serious now. Yup, I can definately see it.

"Yes- Okay. But what do you wish to speak of, Anthony?" He asked again, clearly confused. I smirked, getting into the car, Thor following suite.

I put the key in the ignition and turned it on, beginning to drive out of the school's car park. "Right- so. You know how I wanna be your bro's friend? By the way, Tony. Not Anthony. C'mon, you should know that by now, Big-Guy."

I glanced at him before looking back at the road. "Yes, I do... Tony." he replied. I grinned at him for saying 'Tony' instead of 'Anthony'.

"Well I was thinking that maybe it'd be better if I knew a bit more about him. Y'know, to help with being his friend. He isn't exactly one to open up easily." I glanced at him again, seeing him frowning.

"...What do you wish to know?" He finally answered, looking warily at me. Okay, definately something he's not telling me. I know that look. The look of 'I'll-tell-you-so-much-but-as-soon-as-you-enter-the-boundaries-I'm-out' kinda look. Yup, I definately know that look.

"Oh you know, his hobbies, favourite colour, stuff he doesn't like... pet peeves, what makes him smile," shit. "Stuff like that." The 'what makes him smile' hadn't meant to slip out.

"His favourite colour is emerald green," Thor stated, then continued. "He enjoys reading, playing video games, drawing..." Thor frowned. "I know not much of his hobbies, however, when we were children he enjoyed horse riding."

I stopped at a red light, earning Thor my full attention.

"Horse riding?" I raised an eyebrow. Well, not all kids get to do horse riding, that's for sure.

"Yes. We went to the stables just outside of town, if I remember correctly." I nodded, pretending to know what stables he was talking about. Honestly, I knew most of the town but I didn't know every single little place. Which includes horse stables.

"...Pet peeves?" I asked, knowing that Loki got annoyed at a lot of things. Such as myself following him around all day. And people annoying him. Of which most people seemed to do - going to our school, it's not suprising. A lot of the kids there aren't very intelligent.

"Well he does not seem to like being around me, especially as of late..." Looking at Thor, you could tell there was a hint of sadness behind his not-so-good mask.

I went to say something in reply, but Thor continued. "Which is why I am glad you are trying to become his friend. Atleast then I know that he is okay, because even I cannot tell nowadays. He locks himself in his room as soon as he enters the house and refuses to speak to me, but when we do we end up arguing. So thank-you, Anthony."

And with that, Thor opened his door and got out of the car, leaving me just a little bit speechless. He can't just drop a bomb on me like that and then walk away! Jesus christ, Point Break, you sure know how to come up with a cheesey speech.

"Tony!" I shouted out of the window at him, before driving off as the lights went green.

Why the fuck did he bail out on me?


"Brother?" I turned around on my spinney chair to face Thor, who stood in my door-way.

"What do you want?" I sighed, not wanting to deal with Thor right now. Why hadn't I locked my door? If I had locked my door then this would not be happening right now and I could continue drawing in peace. But no, apparently I could not even do that.

"You should return to school," Thor started, stepping closer into the room. I kept my eyes on him as he continued "Antho- Tony is questioning your absence."

I rolled my eyes. Of course that utter fool was asking of my absence. He was persistant, as always, it seemed. Instead of answering, I turned back around on my chair and started to draw again.

Silence filled the room for a couple of minutes, the only sound to be heard was that of my pencil gliding across the piece of paper I was drawing on. I could tell that Thor was still here though, I could faintly hear him shuffle around nervously, as if deciding whether to tell or ask me something or not. Why can he not just leave me alone? That way I would not have to pretend that everything is okay. That way, I can be left alone without being annoyed by his mere presence.

"Is your arm wrapped in ace bandages?" I heard the shock in Thor's voice, although he tried to lace it with confidence. Why was he shocked? He knew of what was happening, did he not? Although he was not here whilst it occured, he knew of what was happening. Correct?

"My wrist, Thor and it is merely one ace bandage." I murmered, concentrating on my drawing in hopes that he would just leave already.

"...What happened?"

I sighed heavily. "I fell on it."

"Oh," The silence creeped up again, before Thor broke it. Again. "Is it broken or-"

"Sprained." I replied bluntly. For the love of God, Thor, just leave!

I heard Thor leave my room, shutting the door quietly behind him. Halle-fucking-lujah. Wasn't that hard, was it, brother? No? Maybe you should just do that more often when you decide to invade my room.

I dropped my pencil on to my desk, running a hand through my hair. Tony had been asking about me? Just why was he so persistant to know about me? To get my attention? Why was he suddenly so interested?

I span around on my chair and stood up, going over to my bed and lying down on my side, curling up in a ball.

If Anthony Stark was so interested in me, then maybe I shall attend school tomorrow. Maybe I shall bother to leave my room and venture to school, because maybe, just maybe, Stark will be a good distraction from the torture known as my mind.


Sorry the chapter was shorter than usual. -dies-

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Quraina - I'm glad you liked the last chapter, I honestly didn't. :P

fan girl 666 - Glad you liked it! I thought it'd be a pretty Stark-typed-thing for him to do.

booklover613 - I know, right! Haha. But Lokster has feels, too. Even the good feels. XD

TheCapitolRose - I'm glad you didn't think so! XD Also sososo glad you're enjoying it so far. :D

cara-tanaka - Good to hear!

Until next time, m'dear's!

~Sky