I'm not really sure how I feel about this one, it just sorta happened. I wasn't bullied like this as kid but I know what it feels like to be hurt by other people's words. In this I imagine Anna to be a sophomore in high school. And I don't know maybe just like the avengers adopted her? I wasn't sure how that worked. So if this is terrible I apologize. Let me know what you think and any requests or ideas ya'll have i would bee happy to hear.

I went to one of the best private schools in Manhattan, and I couldn't stand it. Everyone knew I lived in Stark Tower with the Avengers, and you'd think that would make me popular. It was exactly the opposite, because I was a Stark I was known as a spoiled rich kid and a stuck up brat. If any of them would get to know me they'd find that was not the case at all. All the most popular kids were absolute jerks to me, all because I had superheroes for a family. It made no sense to me, maybe it was because they knew I would never say anything.

Today it had been that snotty girl Ashley and her stupid boyfriend Jason, self-proclaimed king and queen of the school. We were in the last class of the day, history and the topic was medieval weapons. So when the teacher started talking about the bow and arrow I got excited. Uncle Clint had a really cool collection and he had showed it to me several times, and he was giving me lessons on how to shoot. He said I'd gotten pretty good. Of course having to burst my bubble, Ashley piped up.

"Bow and arrows are the lamest! Only losers use them."

Both of them knew I was on the school archery team, so she said that just to tick me off. Then another kid spoke up.

"What about Hawkeye? He's an avenger, and he uses a bow and arrow."

I grinned at Ashley as if to say 'yeah what about that'. She rolled her eyes.

"Yeah and he's the lamest avenger. He's only human and not even that cute."

She knew he was my uncle, so that gave her even more pleasure in seeing my glare. This wasn't the first time they had trashed my family, but Clint and Tasha pick on because they were only human and didn't have powers. Tony for some reason didn't count as human because he 'was freakishly smart and had a weird metal suit'.

Gritting my teeth so I wouldn't say anything, I started angrily taking notes for the rest of class. As soon as the last bell rang I rushed out, not wanting to run into either of them. Sadly for me that didn't happen, when I got to the bottom of the steps, someone tripped me. In turn causing me to drop everything I was carrying, and scrape my hands. I looked up to see Jason towering over me.

"The heck! What was that for?"

Ashley came up behind him with a smile, as I picked myself up of the ground

"Aww, look at that, poor little rich girl. Do you need someone to come save you?"

"Shut up!"

"You're not still mad about class are you?"

Jason sneered at me.

"Yeah, did it bother you? Cause the bow and arrow is stupid and so is your dumb uncle."

I was so done with these losers! I snapped and punched him in the face. Watching him fall back and yell in pain was immensely satisfying. I shook my hand, I think I might have broken his nose.

"You are such a freak!"

I scowled at her.

"So what? At least I'm not a plastic self-absorbed Barbie! And I don't get off on making other people miserable. Quit trashing my family!"

She gasped.

"Why you…little!"

Taking me off guard, she shoved me hard. I was standing on the second step to the bottom, so I went flying off. Trying to catch myself, I landed on my hands and knees, further bloodying my hands and ripping my jeans. As I was about to get up, Jason (who was still holding his nose) got up and had no problem hurting a girl, kicked me in the side. I wheezed, feeling something crack. This was probably the worst I'd ever been hurt. Struggling to get up, I glowered at them. I landed harder on one knee and now it hurt to stand on that leg.

"You need to learn your place Anna. We rule this school and it's time for you learn that."

Both of them laughed and started to walk off. Panting I went to sit on the bench that Happy would meet me at. Tony had insisted I ride to and from school in the limo, much to my chagrin. Only minutes later I saw him pulling up, so I started limping over. Thank everything holy I got to the door before Happy did, that way he wouldn't see how bad it was this time.

"Hey kid are you okay?"

I glanced in the rearview mirror, meeting his eyes.

"Yeah, it was just a rough day."

"Do you want to tal-"

"No Happy, I just want to go home."

Silencing him, the ride home was fast and before I knew it I was in the elevator up to the penthouse.

I covered my mouth as I started coughing, and to my horror when I pulled my hand back there was blood. I don't know if I could hide this time. Hopefully I could just get past everyone and take care of it myself.

If I was lucky J.A.V.I.S. wouldn't rat me out.

"Miss Anna would you like me to inform Dr. Banner you need medical assistance?"

I glanced up at the ceiling, even after having gotten used to it I still looked up.

"No! Uh, no I'm fine. Don't tell anybody anything please."

"Are you sure, my sensors indicate you are bleeding."

I coughed again, wincing at the blood in my hand.

"No, I'll be fine."

"If you insist"

Soon enough the doors dinged open and with a quick scan to check that no one was there, I limped out. Flipping up the hood on my oversized hoodie, I snuck to the kitchen to get some ice, stopping when I heard a voice behind me.

"Anna, how was school?"

I froze, it was Uncle Clint and that meant Aunt Tasha wasn't far behind. I thought everyone was out today. Without turning around I answered.

"Uh, it was fine. When did you get back from your mission?"

Since he was standing there I couldn't get any ice so I settled for some water.

"Sometime last night, I slept in this morning."

"Oh, okay."

I could feel his eyes on me as I walked over to the cabinet that the water glasses were in.

"Are…are you limping?"

"No! I mean no, why would you think that?"

Trying my best no to wobble, I started to fill my glass.

"Because you are limping, we can spot these things."

I jumped at the sound of Aunt Tasha, I can never hear her coming. I felt her hand on my shoulder, slowly she turned me around. I kept my head down, embarrassed.

"Take the hoodie off Anna."

I shook my head, not wanting them to see. Suddenly dizzy I grabbed my head as I started to cough. I made my hand into a fist, trying to hide the blood

The deadly calm voice she normally reserved for bad guys and Tony was turned on me.

"Let me see. Now."

Sighing, I slowly and painfully removed my hoodie leaving me in only a sports bra. With the hoodie gone you could see where Jason had kicked me, it left a burse that was slowly turning a nasty blue purple color.

"Hands too."

Reluctantly I showed them my ripped up hands. Clint shut his eyes and turned around, while Tasha came closer to assess the damage.

"How did this happen? And no lies."

I looked up at him, surprised to see he was shaking with anger. And glancing in Tasha's eyes there was a storm behind the calm façade.

"Well, I got in a fight after class let out and I lost."

"Who did you get in a fight with?"

I looked away from him.

"Uh…the quarterback and his girlfriend."

"Any reason why?"

I winced as Tasha, who had produced bandages from nowhere started wrapping my side. Knowing I was caught I told them the truth.

"They were trashing you. Going on about how you were lame and stupid because you didn't have powers. Said that only losers used a bow, and this wasn't the first time they've done this. They talk trash about you guys all the time."

Both of them looked at me with upset faces.

"You got your butt kicked for sticking up for us?"

I scowled at her as she grabbed my hand and started wrapping them up.

"Not fair! I broke his nose, so it wasn't a total loss."

A small smile crossed Clint's face.

"That's my girl! Next time bre-"

The smile faded when Tasha glared at him.

"This isn't funny Clint! There's not gonna be a next time. Because she's never going to have to have that problem again. We're teaching her."

I gaped at her, only to receive a smirk in return.

"That's right, if there ever is a next time this kid's not gonna know what hit him."

Slowly a grin crept on to my face.

"Thanks guys, you're the best!"

Clint ruffled my hair.

"Yeah, yeah we know. But you should have told us about this, we can't do anything if we don't know. Now, you better call Bruce, because I'm certainly not doing it."

Tasha rolled her eyes.

"And don't forget about Tony."

I groaned. Both of them were at S.H.E.I.L.D HQ today.

"Aww man, they'll freak!"