Hello readers,
Sorry I haven't been updating in a while. I'm super busy with the finishing of school. Its pretty crazy. This chapter took me a while between the school work, friends, and constant writer's block, so it might not be as good as the pervious chapters. And if there are chapter names that you guys can make up for Chapter 1 and Chapter 2, please tell me because I can't seem to make up chapter names these days.
Chapter 2-
"I need a distraction. And an eyeball."
Clint Barton (Hawkeye), The Avengers
That morning, Maria called me down for breakfast and I moaned, not wanted to be disturbed. Maria kept shouting and I tried to roll over onto my side, but ended falling off the bed. I groaned as I hit the ground and opened my eyes. I rubbed my throbbing forehead as I sat up.
"Madison River," Maria shouted. "I hope you heard me!"
"Yeah. Wait…what?" I answered, sleepily.
"I'm going out for a errand! I'll be back in about an hour!" she answered.
"Alright!" I shouted, before getting dressed.
I sighed as I opened my closet door and walked inside. On the inside of the door, there was full-length mirror and I saw my own reflection staring back at me. I had a nice oval shaped face with light sand beige skin. My eyes were a nice dark aqua color, but honestly, I hated the color. It sort of reminded me of the Bahamas' ocean color. My hair color was dark brown and I brushed an ocean blue highlight out of my face.
I threw on a plain grey t-shirt and jean shorts, before brushing my teeth and combing my hair. As I threw open the curtains in my bedroom, I saw a red-bellied woodpecker pecking away at the bark of the tree right outside of my window. I smiled as I turned away and headed downstairs and into the kitchen.
I made my way towards the walk in pantry and the light automatically flickered on as it sensed movement. I grabbed the box of Cinnamon Toast Crunch and exited the pantry.
As I spooned some of the cinnamon squares into my mouth, I glanced up at the small television that was replaying the LA Angles verses the Houston Astros.
Baseball…it's not really my thing. I never fully understood the sport of a person holding a stick called a 'bat' and another person, on the opposing team, throws a ball towards the person holding the stick. Whatever all of the other details mean; I couldn't care less.
I grabbed the remote and switched over to Palladia. And it so happened that my favorite band of all time, Imagine Dragons was playing live from Las Vegas, their hometown. I wished I could hop on a plan from New York and fly to Las Vegas, just to watch their concert…but that would be sort of hectic, because Maria would worry like the world was going to end in the next two seconds.
After I finished breakfast and turned off the television, I walked upstairs towards my room. I slid open the window, leaning onto the roof and carefully slipped through the open window and onto the roof. The surface of the roof was hot from the warmth of the sun. As I sat down, a cool summer breeze blew through my hair, blowing it around my face like a brown tornado of hair. Once the breeze stopped, I brushed the strains of hair out of my face and I heard the sounds of birds chirping, from nearby trees.
I always liked being in high places. I don't know what is it but it seems to calm me. Some other people would find it strange but I don't care. I've never broken anything while sitting on the roof. Sometimes, when I'm having trouble sleeping, I'd climb onto the roof and look at the stars.
I heard the sounds of kids cheering from next-door and looked across the see them jumping around on a trampoline. I smiled as I watched them and one waved at me. I waved back before turning my attention onto the clear blue sky.
The sound of the front door opening suddenly snapped me from my thoughts and I placed the blurred photo under my pillow. I quickly slipped off of my bed and walked downstairs. Maria looked stressed and worried as she turned to look at me.
"I need to tell you something." she said, after she set her stuff down.
"Okay. Go ahead." I answered, leaning against the kitchen counter.
"My…name isn't really Maria Silver, its Maria Hill. And I'm an agent of a secret peace keeping organization called S.H.I.E.L.D and your father used to work with me. And…S.H.I.E.L.D is asking for me to bring you into the academy, for training."
Duh...duh...dun! I will be writing and updating as soon as possible. But when summer break comes around I will be updating more often...hopefully. Review and follow! Thanks guys!
