AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm uploading 4 CHAPTERS!

The party ended up being great except for the last half where my mind was constantly replaying the Loki kissing me bit and Bruce finding out that my dad was the Headmaster of our school. He kept his word though. Bruce did not tell anyone but I wanted to explain to him everything. I didn't like how he found out so today I was going to officially tell him. Properly tell him.

It was currently noon and Bruce was going to be arriving around 1pm. I had told my parents about it all and my mom was excited. She was busy making food for brunch when I came down the stairs. My dad was in his office doing work or just avoiding my crazy mom as she cooked. I decided not to disturb her and went into my dad's office.

"Hey," I said to him as he sat at his desk reading over a newspaper.

"Your mother still cooking," he asked me.

"Yup," I replied popping the 'p' and plopping down on the sofa that resided in the room.

"She is making a big fuss about this."

"I know! I mean she acts like I'm bringing home a boyfriend!"

That seemed to catch his attention because he looked up from his newspaper and swiveled around in his to look at me.

"Is Banner your boyfriend?"

"Well he is a boy who happens to be my friend."

"Madeline that was not the question. Is he or is he not your boyfriend."

"Hey we agreed on no interfering with relationships," I said resting my legs over the arm of the sofa and lying down.

"Yes," he replied, "and that deal only applies when you are at school."

"Oooh, loop holes. Dad you should've been a lawyer not a headmaster."

"Madeline," he said with a hard voice.

"No dad," I replied, "Bruce and I are not in a relationship that is more than friendship."

"Good."

"Though he could always become a companion," I said as I jumped off the couch and left the room.

I could hear him calling my name but I just laughed him off. I really didn't want him to be all 'Headmaster of SHIELD' while Bruce was here. I wanted him to be the dad I grew up with. Though thinking about it now, it was probably a bad idea for making him think there was something more than friendship between Bruce and I.

It finally came around the time for Bruce to arrive and I was still in my pajamas. As much as I wanted to stay comfortable, I knew my mom wouldn't accept my choice. So I changed into a pair of jeans and a sweater that was a little too big on me. When I was done getting dressed, I heard the doorbell ring and my mom answer it. I ran down the stairs to see my mom talking to Bruce.

"My goodness," she said, "you are tall!"

"No mom," I said to her, "you're just short."

"Thank goodness I'm taller than you then," she joked, "I would like for someone to look up to me!"

We all laughed which seemed to relax Bruce.

"I hope you're hungry," my mom said, "I made brunch."

"Oh Mrs. Fury," Bruce said, "You didn't have to do that."

"Please," she responded as we walked towards the kitchen, "It was fun and my it's just Ava."

"You can call me Mr. Fury," my dad responded walking into the kitchen with a hard glare towards Bruce.

"Yes sir," he responded, "Mr. Fury sir."

"Dad." "Nick," my mom and I said at the same time with the same disapproving look.

"Would you believe me if I said that was a joke," my dad asked.

My mom and I continued to walk through the kitchen but I could hear my dad say faintly to Bruce that he was indeed not joking. We all did our part in setting the small table that sat in the kitchen that would fit all four of us.

"Please Bruce," my mom said, "have as much as you would like."

"Thank you," he responded.

"Yes please," I said, "I swear she cooks like she is trying to feed a small army."

"He is a growing young man," my mom said, "I'm sure he eats like a small army."

"Honestly," Bruce said, "I eat more like a giant monster."

My mom and I laughed at his joke while my dad just looked at him. We all started to fill our plates with the food my mom cooked. There was a small conversation between Bruce, my mom and I throughout the beginning of the brunch. Mostly it was about school and what we do in our free time. My dad was the type to observe before making a move.

"Do you and Maddie hangout a lot," my mom asked.

"Yeah everyday," Bruce responded it.

"Is it always just the two of you," my dad finally spoke up.

"Sometimes," Bruce responded and quickly added a 'sir' to the end of his statement.

"What are your intentions with her?"

"Dad," I interjected, "please don't turn this into a conversation like that."

"Conversation like what," Bruce asked confused.

"My dad as this impression that we are dating," I responded, "or trying to date."

"What," my mom said slightly disappointed, "you're not dating?"

"No mom," I said, "just friends."

"Aw and I like him too," she said with a small pout.

"Is she not good enough for you," my dad asked.

"Oh god," I said, "Please stop. You are making this awkward."

"With all due respect sir," Bruce said, "Maddie is a very beautiful girl but I see her as more of a little sister than anything."

"Besides," I interjected, "it would be extremely weird if I was dating him and trying to set him up with someone else."

"Please not that again," Bruce said looking down at his food.

"I swear you guys would make the cutest couple," I said.

"Oh gossip," my mom said, "details please."

The rest of the brunch ended up with my mom and I giving Bruce advice but not once did I let it slip whom his affections were for. Brunch was great and my dad didn't bring up the whole dating thing again. After brunch, Bruce and I went downstairs to the basement to play pool. I told him about my decision to attend the academy after making a deal with my dad. He was very accepting of it all and understood why I kept it all a secret.

"Can I tell you something and you swear not to tell anyone," I asked him leaning on my pool stick as he lined up his shot.

"If I can keep your dad's identity a secret," he responded, "then I can keep whatever is on your mind a secret as well."

"The person at the door yesterday was Loki."

Bruce stopped playing and looked at me.

"Did you invite him?"

"No, I think Thor did considering you and Darcy are the only two who know about the tension between Loki and I."

"What did he want?"

"He didn't say but we uh," I paused, "He um."

"Yes?"

"He kissed me," I said suddenly finding the floor interesting.

"He kissed you?"

"Yes. He kissed me and then left without saying anything."

"Did you kiss him back?"

"No," I said, "I mean yes. Is it terrible that I kissed him back?"

"Yes," Bruce said, "he is playing you. Don't fall for this. Listen to your brain and not your feelings for him."

I put my pool stick on back on the rack and sat down on the couch. Bruce followed my actions and sat down next to me putting his arm around my shoulders and pulling me to him.

"I just don't get it," I said, "he is so fucking confusing."

"I know Maddie," Bruce replied rubbing my arm in comfort, "I know."

Fall Break was finally over and it was back to the academy. The first day back, I had hoped that I would be able to talk to Loki about the kiss but he wasn't in Dr. Selvig's class or Coach Stevens' class. I sat in Professor Jarvis' class but that was pretty much it. My mind was not there. I kept going back from wanting to go to Loki's room to just waiting until tomorrow to see him. I wanted to talk to him about everything but last time I brought something to the table, I was ignored. Should I wait for him to come to me, I asked myself. Of course that was the best idea but who is to say he will come to me at all?

"Hey," Jessica said in front of me, "class is over."

I hadn't even realized that class was dismissed. There were still students packing up but a good portion of the class had left.

"Yeah," I said, "sorry. I have a lot on my mind."

"No worries," she said and handed me some paper, "return those notes to me tomorrow."

"Thanks. Why are you letting me copy them?"

"We are friends right? Plus I want to hear the latest gossip that is going through your mind."

"Are you psychic?"

"Nope," she replied, "just good at reading a face."

I walked with Jessica out of the classroom. We both had free time so we decided to grab some lunch together.

"So tell me what's up," she said as we sat down with our food.

"Its Loki," I said, "he has confused me."

"Confused you how."

"You're not going to blog about this are you," I asked her.

"Oh no," she said, "this is coming from a genuine interest in what is going on with a friend."

"He might have shared a moment that resulted in him leaving without a word."

"Are you that bad of a kisser," she asked.

"How did you know he kissed me," I asked shockingly.

"I didn't. You just told me."

I groaned, "Help me figure this out!"

"Look," she said, "there isn't anything you can do. Let him figure it out. Don't go to him and don't reach out to him. Let him come to you."

"Yeah," I said, "Yeah I'll do that."

"Good. Now what are your plans for this weekend?"

"Not sure," I responded, "why?"

"Good, want to go to an early Halloween party with me?"