A/N:

I realized it might've gotten confusing or hard to remember all the drama that is happening to the characters. If so, here is a quick list of what is happening:

+Who is Loki's crush?+

+Tony and Stephen's Rivalry+

+Clint's feelings or disapproval of Nat's dating+

+Tony's fear of change+

+Tony and Steve's past+

+Bucky likes Steve, but Peggy...+

+Loki's BPD+

Ah, I'm juggling all of these, I hope you guys understand the plot! 0p0

Natasha clenched her phone as she walked into school. Three of her ex's had called her to tease her about her break up. She practically pushed Thor and Loki went she walked in, not seeing them.

"I'm so sorry, I was busy thinking," Natasha said suddenly, stepping back realizing it was them.

"No problem. Ex's?" Loki asked. He had his hair slicked back and was wearing a jacket.

"Yeah," Natasha rubbed the back of her head.

"Incoming!" Clint's voice screeched as a water balloon exploded at Natasha's feet.

"Clint!" she yelled, as he and Sam ran past, with some water balloons in their arms.

"Sorry!" Clint called back, running out of the school front doors into the gardens, bombarding Sam with some balloons.

Natasha turned back with a silly grin. "Ah, those idiots,"

"Have you seen Tony at all?" Loki asked.

"Nope,"

"He's normally early," Loki sighed.

"Anyways, we have football practice at lunch, we're competing against Westwood Academy after school," Thor grumbled.

"Ugh, tryouts were horrible last week," Natasha made a face. "We shared the oval with the Westwood Cheerleaders and they were all 'I'm so sexy with this short ass skirt' honestly,"

Loki chuckled. "It'll be an interesting game tonight then,"

"Why don't you become a cheerleader brother, you would be great. Like Nat, you are very flexible and acrobatic," Thor suggested.

Loki made a face at Thor. "Why would I join? Anyway, there aren't any open slots,"

"I think you'd make a good cheerleader," Natasha winked jokingly. "Anyways, we'll be busy at the game but everyone else will have to be behind the bleachers to do the heist thing,"

"Oh yeah, I forgot," Thor shrugged. "I won't be able to make it anyways, I'll be on the field,"

"Westwood, here we come," Steve said as he and Bucky entered the hallway.

"Steve! You also won't be able to make it to the heist, you will be with me on the field," Thor welcomed.

"Correct. Bucky will be there though," Steve grinned.

"Yeah," he glanced at Natasha.

"Where's Peggy?" Natasha asked.

"No idea, why would I know?" Steve frowned.

Natasha nudged him and headed off. "I need to get to my locker, see you around," Steve waved goodbye and turned the group.

"How is your arm?" Thor asked as they headed to the next level for Steve's locker.

"It's fine, Bucky fixed it up fine,"

Bucky held his bag straps and followed them. "So...any thoughts on Sharon?"

"She's alright," Thor said.

"I don't know..." Natasha muttered.

"She helped with last year," Steve defended.

"Yeah, went against us," Loki stated. "And she didn't even tell you she was a Carter,"

"So? She might've been intimidated," Steve said.

"She is a very good student, so she is skilled to act as an agent," Natasha pursed her lips.

"I think she warned Peggy about us," Bucky said. "She went all secretive when she pulled Tony and Peggy to the side,"

"Maybe it was a secret,"

"She hates Stark," Thor pointed out.

"I guess," Steve sighed. "It doesn't matter anyway,"

"Yeah, it does though. She's hanging out more and more with us," Bucky reminded.

"What do you want us to do? Go through the Avengers Initiation process?" Loki smirked.

There was a dull silence before Bucky spoke again. "No, just to see if we were going to let her get closer to us if you know what I mean,"

"I have a feeling she's using Peggy to get closer to us. We're one of the most popular groups, and she's never tried to get close before," Loki shrugged.

"We probably shouldn't be talking behind her back," Steve finally said, uncomfortable with it.

"Alright," Bucky said. The group made their way to the lockers as they began to talk about Thor's holiday break he was going to have in a few weeks.

...SceneChange...

Wanda stood at the science table as the teacher spoke about the experiment. After a long explanation of precautions and how to's, Wanda turned around to find a partner. She had no friends in this class, and she normally resorted to partnering with one of the remainders at the end.

Instead, she heard a familiar British voice. "Partners again?" It was Vision.

"Oh, Vision, yes, course," Wanda smiled, putting on her safety glasses.

"We have to stop meeting up like this," Vision chuckled, placing the beakers onto the marble surface.

"What? As a form of last resort partners?" Wanda frowned.

"Well, do you want to meet up as a first choice partner?" Vision asked, glancing up at her.

Wanda's eyes widened as she tried to decipher what he said. "Are you- are you asking me out?" Wanda finally spluttered.

Wanda swore she saw Vision's eye color flash. "I mean, if you don't want to,"

Wanda shook her head quickly. "Oh, no I would love to. I'm just surprised,"

Vision smiled. "Well then, how does meeting me at Benny's Ice-Cream parlor sound?"

"Wonderful," Wanda grew a wide smile, as they worked quietly, conducting the experiment. 'I wonder what Pietro would've thought?' Wanda said to herself, glancing at the blonde work.

...SceneChange...

Stephen hadn't seen Tony at all today. He waited out at the front of the school early, but he was nowhere in sight. It was almost lunchtime and all Stephen saw of Tony was that he found his locker hacked with his scarf inside, with no note.

Stephen could say he was disappointed. And worried. He shut his locker and wrapped his scarf around his neck as usual. He gripped his normal sandwich and headed to Fury's office to attend his detention. Hopefully, Tony will show.

As Stephen walked up to the seats in front of the office, he stared into the mirror. There was a one-way mirror in Fury's office, the led out to the corridor where the student's waited. It was like an interrogation room.

Stephen blinked at the mirror. He was not attractive. He didn't look different with or without the scarf.

"You look fine," Tony's usual snarky voice came from behind him.

Stephen's smiled. "Hey-"

Tony cut him off. "Shut up, I don't want to hear your voice today. Let's just get through this detention,"

"But we have maths after,"

"And what's this, you're still talking," Tony snapped.

Stephen was about to reply but Mr. Leslie walked up to them. "Hello, Stark, Strange. For today's detention, you shall be re-sorting the old files into new boxes. Follow me," he continued to stroll down the corridor.

Stephen glanced at Tony as they quietly followed him. Tony stared forward, ignoring him. Stephen sighed and made their way down to the lower levels where storage was.

"Okay, the files are labeled, just put them in alphabetical order into the boxes," Mr. Leslie explained. "I'll be outside in the other rooms," he closed the door and they heard his footsteps fade.

Stephen looked around. He saw that many of the files had the S.S.R. logo on it. The school SHIELD was in the olden days. "Alright..."

"No talking. I'll start with A to G, you go H to M," Tony interrupted.

Stephen blinked. "Okay then," he stepped around the metal storage shelves with new empty boxes on them with lettered labels.

He picked up some of the files and began putting them in their respective boxes, occasionally glancing at Tony.

Tony glared at the floor and walked over to another pile, where most of the A-files were. He grabbed a few and went over to the A-box to put them in. As he chucked them in, he noticed one of the files had bright color doodles and highlighter marks on it.

He curiously took it out and froze.

: The Avengers Club 01 Project Expose:

Tony remembered this file. Each club had to document their doings and budgets and all of that information. When Fury closed the Avengers, he took those documents.

Tony slowly opened the file that Clint had graffitied on the previous year. Inside was the report for Project Expose when Hydra wanted to target the younger students and they had to give them justice.

Of course, Fury never would've allowed that that's why Project Expose was in complete code, thanks to Natasha, and the only English on there was Bruce's banana bread recipe. He went through the coded files and came to the album.

There were multiple photographs, some selfies of them in front of the 'crime' scene, or just random photos of them in the art room, where their club meetings were held.

Tony smiled as he looked through these photos. He turned around and ran to the pile of files again, and took out the other files with the Avenger titles.

: The Avengers 02 Project Sabotage :

: The Avengers 03 Project Zola Sucks :

: The Avengers 04 Project Civil War: -That's not a project dummy,

Tony stared at Natasha's messy handwriting next to Clint's title. He never knew a file had been made for the fight he and Steve had. Was it so much a threat to be made into a file? He opened it and looked inside.

There were only three bits of paper. One had the lists of who was on who's side from the fight the previous year in Clint's handwriting. Tony put the other two on the front and frowned.

They were the apology letters Fury forced him and Steve to write when they were serving detention. He never gave them back to us, he must've just put them in here.

Tony read his one, which was hastily written, Tony was angry back then, the paper wrinkly and looked like it had been scrunched up multiple times, which it had.

-Steve,

Why should I apologize? You were arrogant and didn't listen to me. You preferred to side with your NEW best friend.

Tony Stark-

Tony slowly opened up the neatly folded one by Steve and read it.

-To Tony,

I'm glad you're back to normal with the others, I don't like the idea of you rattling around a mansion by yourself. We all need family. The Avengers are yours, maybe more so than mine.

I've been on my own since my dad left. I never really fit in anywhere. My faith is in people, I guess. Individuals. And I'm happy to say, for the most part, they haven't let me down. Which is why I can't let them down either.

Locks can be replaced, but – maybe they shouldn't. I know I hurt you, Tony. I guess I thought – by not letting you fight Hydra with us, I was sparing you, but... I can see now, I was really sparing myself. I'm sorry. Hopefully one day you can understand.

I wish we agreed, I really do. I know you were only doing what you believe in, and that's all any of us can do, it's all any of us should. So no matter what, I promise if you - if you need us. If you need me, I'll be there. (A/N Totally not his letter to Tony at the end of CA;CW but edited slightly)

Steve Rogers-

"Are you...alright?" Stephen's voice broke through Tony's thoughts.

Tony looked up, confused. He automatically lifted his arm to wipe his face, only to find it wet, from tears again. When he realized, he turned around sharply, turning his back to Stephen. "Not again," he mumbled.

"Tony, we need to talk," Stephen insisted.

"No, we don't," Tony turned back around, stuffing the letter back into the file and grabbing the rest. He walked over to the box and put them inside. "There's nothing to talk about,"

Stephen sighed. "Are you sure? Last night-"

"Last night? Do you mean when you saw me at my lowest? What's there to talk about? How I've been getting these subconscious breakdowns that are getting out of my control? Or that my fear is coming true and- it's doesn't...I can't-" Tony rambled, his hands shaking as he tried to pick up another file.

Stephen noticed this. "Tony, you have to talk to someone about this,"

"About what?" he snapped.

"Howard,"

Tony froze. "What do you mean?" he whispered.

Stephen pursed his lips. "I thought you said those injuries you always got were from fighting bullies after school,"

"They are," Tony answered, trying to keep up his facade.

"Sure," Stephen flickered his eyes.

Tony swallowed. The room was quiet but the tension made it sound like there was a white noise blasting into their ears. He stared at Stephen, trying not to break eye contact. His lips parted a bit as he tried to control his breaths but keeping eye-contact got harder as his vision began to blur from the tears.

"Tony," Stephen stepped forward as Tony stumbled backward.

"No, stop," Tony said hastily. "Stop," Stephen let go of his arm when he realized his muscles were tense. "It's just a phase, I'll get out of it in a few days, I'll be normal again,"

Stephen sighed. "Look, your father-"

Tony stepped forward, almost falling into Stephen's arms before standing back up, his hands on his arms. "Please stop, please," he whispered in a voice that Stephen did not recognize as the confident Tony Stark he knew.

Stephen glanced down at his short friend who he had been worrying about all morning, who was staring at the ground. He gave a moment before speaking. "Fine. But if you need someone, I'll be there," Stephen said, stepped back.

Tony looked up at him as he turned around and went back to filing. Tony watched him continue organizing in silence. He sighed and also turned back to his pile of files. The room was silent again, just the faint sounds of shuffling paper.

"Why did he have to agree?" Tony thought furiously as he wiped the continuous stream of tears off his eyes while he placed more files into a box.

...SceneChange...

Loki wandered around the library, his eyes dancing on and off random book titles as he barely skimmed the shelves. He turned his head as someone entered the aisle.

"Oh hello Wanda," he smiled.

Wanda looked up. "How's it going Loki?" she walked up to him.

"As always," he paused, taking out a book. "How about you?"

"Vision asked me out," Wanda shrugged, staring at the books. She turned her head when she heard Loki splutter.

"Vision? I didn't think he'd be one to do that," Loki smirked.

Wanda rolled her eyes. "Right. Anyway, has Stephen told you about the thing?"

Loki frowned. "What thing?"

Wanda's eyes widened. "Um, no...thing,"

Loki raised his eyebrow. "Nothing? You just said something, what was he supposed to tell me?"

Wanda shook her head. "No, I mistook my thoughts for Tony...he had to tell him something," she lied.

Loki crossed his arms. "Right...is this about...my infatuation for someone?"

Wanda's face flushed white. "Um, no...how did you know that?"

"So it is about that! Knew it,"

"Hey, I didn't say anything," Wanda frowned.

"You didn't have to. Stephen and Tony suspected it was one of them, and Stephen probably told you something about it," Loki made a know-it-all's face.

"They thought you had a crush on one of them? He didn't tell me that, he just said he knew who to pair you up with," Wanda said, unsure.

Loki paused. "What?"

"Because...Stephen and I thought you were lonely...so we came up with a plan,"

"To hook me up with someone?" Loki scrunched up his nose.

"I guess? Stephen said he knew someone to do it with, but he never got back to me about it so I figured he'd already- hold on, you have a crush on Tony or Stephen?" Wanda exclaimed, realizing what he said.

Loki squinted as his cheeks showed a tinge of red. "On one of them, used to anyways, not anymore," he explained hurriedly.

Wanda gaped at Loki for a second. "Right, okay," she stared at him with a grin. "Used to? Why?"

"Other reason," Loki waved off. "Anyway, about Vision, where'd he taking you?"

"Um, Benny's Ice-Cream Parlour,"

"Don't choose mint, I found sultanas once,"

"Gross,"

"Oh and don't sit in the corner table, that's near the bathroom and it stinks,"

...SceneChange...

Clint's POV:

A crush? I don't think so. Probably overprotective big brother mode probably, I thought as I waited around the corner for Natasha to finish talking to Ethan, her most recent ex-boyfriend.

It seemed ages since he pulled her aside and I had to stay behind this corner for them to talk.

"No, I'm taking a break from dating,"

"So when I asked for a second chance you don't give it but when Zack did two months ago, you let him?"

"It's because of you I'm taking a break, there's no special reason as to why I did it now,"

"So why did you break up with me?!"

"Because I caught you making out with Becky!"

I crossed my arms, leaning against the wall. If we were still part of the Avengers, we would go through the Break-Up Routine, which mostly applied to Nat since she broke up with people the most.

If we were, I would love to be the one to take the photo of Ethan's face when he realized he'd been pranked. The Break-Up Routine was harmless, a silly prank to mess with them and that's it.

I hastily stood up straight when I heard a yell and Nat came storming around the corner.

"Come on," she walked down the corridor.

"What happened?" I asked, following her.

"He tried to get a second chance," she scoffed. "He didn't understand,"

"I was thinking about the Break-Up Routine, it would be funny with Ethan," I mentioned.

"Yeah, it would," Nat laughed, showing her dimple. "But we can't,"

I shrugged. "Yeah, sadly. You won't be there tonight, for the heist. Who even called it Heist? It's not a freaking heist now is it?" I joked. It was a stupid name.

"Nah, I'll be cheerleading Thor and Steve on the field," she smiled. "You will though. If it gets violent, make sure to land some punches from me,"

I grinned. "I'm counting on it. I never got a chance to get Malekith yesterday,"

I glanced at Nat, who was still smiling. I fazed into a trance. No wonder she managed to get so many boyfriends. She was indeed very pretty. My smile slowly faded to frown. I would never be able to one of her boyfriends. Maybe it's for the better, to not be one of her potential exes.

I turned to face the front. Tonight was going to be interesting.

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