Tia POV

My hand ached. And no, you dirty-minded little people, only from art class. We were doing portraits and me being the perfectionist that i am, had to make sure it was perfect before I left. As usual, I was the last person in class. It ends at 3:15, and I left at 6pm. A bit overdone. But you cant blame me, I was drawing Loki, after all. His perfectly defined features, his gorgeous black hair, the way his lips turn up when he smirks. And don't even get me started on that downright sexy helmet!

I parked my Kawasaki Versys in the apartment block car park. Double padlocking it, I jogged up the 8 flights of stairs to my flat. My flat was on the top floor, which, whatever you may think, doesn't actually make it bigger.

I had a long bath to kill time then went to get dressed. Picking a black crop top with the silhouette of Loki's head on it; a tight black tube skirt, fishnet tights and my leather jacket, I threw them on my forest green and gold studded armchair. I slipped on a nice black balcony push up bra and a lacy black thong for good measure. Yes, a push up bra. I'm only a 32 C and I'm seriously jealous of Kat's major rack. But as for the thongs, they are actually way more comfy than you think!

When I was dressed, I went into the kitchen to devour anything I could set my hands on. Apart from the cinnamon. That brings back memories. Glozel related memories. She's this hilarious you-tuber and she did a cinnamon challenge. Lets just say she didn't exactly know what cinnamon was. And can we just say that I didn't either? I mean, its not like it took me two weeks and 3 trips to A&E to get cinnamon residue out of my nose and hair.

I went for a simple apple and Jaffa Cake. Yum. Can't go wrong with a little dark chocolate and orange. And foam I guess. I mean, the cakey bit under the jelly is a bit like compacted foam right? Or is it just me...?

I settled in front of the gold TV watching the new season of Outnumbered. Yes, my TV is gold. In fact, nearly everything in my flat was forest green and gold. What can I say? Loki lover over here! My room was a burnt orange and one wall was velvet black and white striped wallpaper and all the furniture was a dark wood. Other than that, the rest of my bedroom was green and gold.

For my bathroom though, I tried to stick to traditional colours. My mirror was Captain America's shield and my shower curtain was a light green with purple bits at the end; but no, otherwise it was fairly normal.

My mind focused back onto the TV. Oh my god, Karen cracked me up. She is just so clueless!

The program finished fairly quickly and I realised I had forgotten something.

I

was

completely

naked!

My face that is. It was 9pm and it was pitch black outside. Switching on my bedroom light,nI began applying my makeup. I have a thing against foundation. I have good skin so I don't see the need to wallpaper my skin with gunk. Although I hate foundation, it's always good to have a nice matte, even complexion so I use CC cream. Next, I put on my lip/cheek tint.

If you knew me, then you would know that I don't leave the house without my eye makeup perfect. And so with that, I applied my favourite natural false lashes. With a couple of swishes of the mascara wand and a swipe of my eyeliner, I was done.

Time sped by as I did random household necessities- like eating- and before I knew it, it was 10:45.

I quickly laced up my Doc Martens and ran down the 8 flights of stairs to my Bike.

On arriving at Kat's, I heard a scream. Hurriedly, I rang her special ACDC doorbell. I swear I will never understand that chick.

When she didn't answer, I let myself in with my spare key.

"Hello? Kat?" I was getting worried. What if it was a rapist or a murderer. Yeah, I remember now. There was that creepy dude in the papers. Although I thought he was in prison now.

Entering the kitchen, now holding her squash racket firmly between my hands- I would probably give them meshed skin with it. Who knows? It might hurt. I poked my head round the kitchen door cautiously.

I lowered my hands and dropped the racket. It was just a mouse. A cute, adorable little mouse. But holding a sandwich twice it's size! What the hell?

"Kat?" I placed my hand on her shoulder. She jumped.

Kat wasn't usually scared at anything. We watched Halloween on our own in the dark and she fell asleep half way from boredom! But one thing she is terrified of, is mice.

Her eyes were planted on the minuscule rodent pecking at her sandwich. I reached down and scooped it up. Going out of her flat,
I popped the sweet little thing down outdoors. It didnt' want to go. It turned, sat and looked at me expectantly with it's big, round eyes.

Let's just say I'm an animal lover and I melted. Picking it back up, I popped it in my pocket and went back indoors. Kat was back and cleaning up the mayonnaise mess her sandwich made when it must have fallen.

"Don't worry, I'll do that." I took the bitten and nibbled sandwich and slipped it in my pocket with the mouse when she turned away.

"Ok lets go!" Kat was more herself. Upbeat and daring.

"Bring it!"

A.N:

Hope you enjoyed the second chapter of the new and improved 'Meeting Avengers'.

F+R if you liked it and be expecting more awesomeness soon.

Keep using those jazzy prawn scented nuclear bombs as forks my lovelies!

Happy birthday y'all!

xXamelieXx