Sorry it's been so long everyone. Finally I have gotten around to a new chapter, I hope you enjoy.
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"Speaking"
Sign Language
"Both"
(speaking in Russian)
-speaking in Norwegian-
Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel.
The second bell rang as Thor rushed down the halls, counting down the numbers. A- 11, A- 10, A-9, A-8, there! A- 7 lay right ahead. He continued to rush to the door of his first period class considering he was already late. When he arrived in the classroom, he tried to sneak in and avoid getting caught by his teacher.
"Mr. Odinson," Mr. Laufeyson said, "Have you finally decided to join us?" Thor winced.
"Sorry, these halls are quite confusing compared to my old school," he told him. This school was much bigger than the one that he attended in Norway, and much more complicated to navigate. He did actually have a reasonable excuse for being late.
"Take a seat," Mr. Laufeyson said, "and don't be late again." Thor did as told, and picked up a chair.
"Thor what are you doing," Mr. Laufeyson spluttered.
"Taking a seat," Thor said frowning. Had he done something wrong? He was only following Mr. Laufeyson's directions. He was already late; he didn't want to get into any more trouble.
"Put the chair down," Mr. Laufeyson demanded as the class laughed, whether at him or Mr. Laufeyson he didn't know, "and for that little stunt, you get detention."
Thor still didn't understand what he had done wrong and started to rock nervously on his heels. He didn't mean to make Mr. Laufeyson mad. He took the bright pink detention slip he was given and sat down at his desk. Since he couldn't rock now, he tapped a pattern on his desk for the rest of the class period. He liked the pattern of a simple one- two beat.
He went through his day, completely forgetting about his detention. On his way to his third period class he saw a poster advertising something called, "Homecoming." He made a note to ask his friends about it. Thor was lucky to have them. Most people like him didn't ever have many friends, if any at all.
With these thoughts in his head, he headed to lunch, meeting up with his friends. He remembered the poster he had seen and asked them about it.
"What is this Coming Home thing the school puts on?" he asked.
Bruce answered for him, "Homecoming is when we welcome back the alumni."
"Alumni" he asked confused of the meaning of the new word.
"Alumni- students that have already graduate from a school," Steve explained.
"Homecoming also usually includes games, pranks, celebrations, and a dance," Tony elaborated.
"There is a special dance that everyone performs?" Thor wondered. He had never heard of such a dance. Was it hard to learn?
"No, like a party dance," Natasha told him. At this point he finally understood this homecoming celebration.
"Okay, are we going to this dance?" Thor voiced his last question. Everyone was silent after that, did they want to go?
"I'll go if you guys come," Steve said shrugging. Tony seemed to debate the question before asking his question.
"Bruce, what do you think?" Tony questioned, "Are we in?"
"Okay, but if that's your way of asking me to go with you, try again," Bruce said dryly. Tony pouted, making Bruce smile. Natasha faked gagged and Tony stuck out his tongue at her in retaliation. The group laughed at how immature he was, making him pout again. This only resulted in everyone laughing harder.
"No but seriously," Tony said looking around, "are we going?"
"Sure," Bruce said while Steve shrugged and Thor nodded enthusiastically. He loved to participate in all the school activities, especially ones that were new to him.
"What about you two?" Tony asked Natasha and Clint. They looked at each other, and did their freaky 'we are totally reading each other's minds but not actually we're so in sync thing,' as Tony liked to put it, and shook their heads no.
"Oh come on guys, it will be fun," Steve said.
(Nyet,) Natasha said, and then corrected herself, "No."
Not our thing, Clint signed shrugging. The group sighed, but opted to leave them alone for the moment, vowing to try again at a later date.
They finished their lunch as Tony started to complain about his AP Chemistry teacher, who apparently "didn't know what he was doing," never mind the fact that he had a teaching credential in the subject. They let Tony complain though, knowing the reason that he wasn't already at MIT was because of them. People rarely realized, but Tony really was a good friend, boyfriend, and brother. People just didn't care enough to look past his sarcastic shell, including his own father.
Mid rant, the bell rang, and everyone started to get up and leave for their classes, trying to leave before Tony got started on another mistake his teacher had made. Thor was just about to leave when he remembered the bright pink slip from earlier.
"One last thing, where is the detention room?"
Detention sucked. He didn't even know what he did wrong, or what detention was really for. He remembered his friends mentioned something about detention being a club for breakfast, but then why hold it after school? Mr. Laufeyson hated him. He had him write lines, but then got mad at him when he drew lines all over his paper. It wasn't his fault Mr. Laufeyson instructions weren't clearer, he didn't know he actually wanted him to write "I will not be late for class" over and over again. He sighed. This sucked. Plus, his parents were going to be so mad at him. Staying after school was never a good thing. That went for both Norway and here.
Thor pulled into the driveway and got out of the car and entered his house. He left to the kitchen, quickly grabbing a strawberry poptart and giving his mother a hug hello.
-Thor,- she greeted.
-Mother, how was your day?- he asked.
-Good good,- she answered, -Why are you home so late?- Thor winced.
-I had to stay after school,- he answered. She sighed.
-Go work on your homework now, we will talk when your father gets home.- Just then his father got home. That wasn't right. He didn't get home till later. He started to panic, the schedule change freaking him out. Then realizing that wouldn't help he tried to calm down, taking deep breaths and tapped a pattern on his leg. Reminding himself that it was okay, that it wasn't hurting anyone. He checked the time and realized that his father wasn't early; he was just home late because he had to stay after school. His mother and father looked at him concerned.
-I'm okay now,- he promised his parents, and he headed to his room.
I know its not much, but school has started to settle down, so hopefully I'll get back to updating more often. Thanks everyone who has reviewed, favorited, or followed, it means a lot.
Question: If you celebrate Halloween, what is your favorite Halloween movie. If you don't celebrate Halloween, what's your favorite horror movie?
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