A/N: I didn't expected this story to be that wanted but now that it is that wanted, I already wrote the second chapter. You guys inspire me.

MASSACHUSETTS INSTITUTE OF TECHNOLOGY

The institute hallways were crowded with teenagers. It wasn't long until the last project of the year will be announced and of course, everyone was excited about it. Some were afraid also because not everyone was a born genius. Those were the rare group of students and most of them were the mayors childrens or the gouvernator ones. Only high ranged families that offered thousand dollars to get their childrens a certificate.

That wasn't the case of Anthony 'Tony' Stark anyways.

At the age of seventeen he was already in the last grade at the MIT and more than half of the school, that were the boys part, hated him. Well, they had reasons. He had a brilliant mind and could solve any enigma that the teacher put him to do with the hope that once he'd get a wrong answer. That never happened anyways. He always had a straight A+ line on every single lesson. If there existed something higher than A+ then he'd get it at physics and mathematics. The boy was a genius. That was clear.

Then it came his looks on which the other boys were jealous on. He had that luxurious, dark brown hair that had blonde reflections in the light and those eyes. Those eyes were the death of most of the girls from the school. They had such a strange color, depending on the light but mostly they were almond colored and with shades of yellow in them. He wasn't tall or too muscular as the other boys but he had a charm that was rarely found in the school and even in the area in those days.

'Hey, Stark,' Mrs. Smith, the mathematics teacher called out after the young man and that made his eyebrows raise but he didn't even turn around. That was his biggest problem. He was extremely sarcastic and uncaring. He was always ready to snap at someone or simply embarrass them with a change of words. 'The director announced a hour ago what the last project will be about. You weren't there.' That wasn't a question, Mrs. Smith knew much better than anyone else that Tony never showed up at that kind of events.

'Oh no?' Tony turned around with his usual innocent face but with a sly smirk on his lips. 'I guess I slept over. What was it about anyways?' he asked and leant a shoulder against a locker from the hallway.

'You're going to work in teams,' the blonde woman, in her mid-forties answered quickly. 'You will be paired with a boy that comes from another city and another college. He participated on a change of experience thing and well, you were the lucky one to get him.' Mrs. Smith added with a smirk at the last part. She knew how much Tony hated the students that had no clue on science.

Tony's brows rose extremely high and he could have sworn that they touched the hallway ceiling. He couldn't believe it. He will be paired with an idiot that God knows if he even knows what one plus one does. Seriously, those were the moments when he thought that the director held something against him. Maybe because he had slept with his daughter. Well, that didn't matter that much, did it? It was a quick, one night-stand anyways.

'You are gonna pair me with an idiot?' he finally spoke out loud and his almond colored eyes rolled back. 'I can't believe it. Really.' He insisted and ran a hand in his soft brown locks. 'I guess it is a science project?'

'Yes,' the woman confirmed with a nod and that gained her an exasperated sigh from Tony. 'Is physics, Stark, you are going to make it through even if that guy is out of the line. You could do it alone anyways. Do not worry about it and do not dare to give me again the 'I was sick' bullshit.' She warned with an arched eyebrow.

Tony had to chuckle at that and rubbed his neck with a hand sheepishly. He remembered last year, he was paired with an idiot from another class at the science project and he never showed up at the presentation. He left the poor idiot to make a fool of himself in front of the class when he didn't even knew what an atom was, while Tony put on the 'I was sick' thing. That was hilarious.

'I couldn't help it, Mrs. Smith.' He excused himself and chuckled once again. 'It was too funny.' He added with a soft smile on his lips that could melt steel but not his teacher also.

'You are meeting him, Stark,' the woman said with an arched eyebrow. 'Tomorrow. Physics class. Eight on dot and no pretexts.' She pointed at him with a finger and turned on her heels before heading off and leaving a frustrated Tony Stark behind her.