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Chapter Two

Her eyes held back most of the sobs while she drove home with Clint, he looked over at his daughter ever now and then though. On the floor sat her bulging backpack and it looked like it could easily cause a back injury. How many pounds did the thing hold? Amabelle was strong and she didn't really complain about school work, or any injuries so it wasn't something to worry about. He wished she could continue in some sport, but she wouldn't let herself go out there. Besides swimming, Amabelle played the piano and viola. She was good at both but an excellent swimmer. Over the past ten years the girl had been swimming she'd gone to the state competition for the past eight. The girl was good at everything it seemed, or everything she tried at. She detested soccer because she didn't like to fight and act like she couldn't fight. The same thing with basketball but she could throw a football. The school didn't allow "amateurs" to tackle though and no girls every played on the team. She liked to fish but not touch the fish no matter what and hated eating them, she just hated any type of fish.

"Did you guys learn anything today?" Clint asked as they pulled onto the highway, only twenty more minutes until they were home. Her high school, Oakley, was the closest education system besides home schooling.

"No, we just talked and signed yearbooks," Amabelle said plainly. She really meant that she stayed shut up and thought about Oliver. Oliver, she still had to tell them about Oliver or the fact that she would have a date soon.

"Who was that boy that waved to you as we pulled out?" Her dad asked, turning to face Amabelle whose own cheeks had grown a little pink. Maybe her parents wouldn't care and she could at least trust them.

"That was Oliver. He's a kid from my class. He asked me out today, and I said yes," Amabelle told them boldly and watched her dad smile.

"Awesome!" He said and Amabelle felt herself shudder with laughter. That wasn't the reply she expected from her dad at all. It was even out of character for him, but lately her dad had been loosing up a little bit. So had the rest of them. Maybe it was the fact that their little girl they all knew had grown up a bit and turned into a teenager. Sometimes the thing she needed most was a little humor, but Tony provided that enough of the time.

"You're kidding, right? Dad, this a boy who I might kiss and might go on dates with. Who might just break my heart someday," Amabelle told him, not doubting the last one. She didn't want to fall for him but it was impossible to do what had already been done. If Oliver loved her then she wouldn't have a problem with that because she knew she loved him already. It wasn't unusual to feel that away about someone you cared for and Amabelle really did care for him.

"I'm glad that you are finally making friends, even better a boyfriend. Besides, I met this boy last year, he seemed pretty nice," Clint told her and she froze. Her dad was saying that they were glad she wasn't a loner anymore, and it sort of hurt. To hear her own father tell her that she had been a loner and needed to meet people, it offended her just the tiniest bit. Silence filled the car ride for the next twenty minutes.

"How was your last day?" Echoed throughout the home as Amabelle entered the house, her backpack slung lazily over her shoulder as it had earlier.

"Fine," she replied with the light pink tone on her cheeks as it had been in the car. She wasn't sure if her dad was glad she had a boyfriend or disappointed in her, maybe both. She knew better but Oliver had been there and it was real. She sounded odd to herself, like a love lunatic. Amabelle couldn't let herself fall flat though. She could just call Oliver and tell him that she would be moving then get home-schooled or drop out of high school to become a SHIELD agent sooner. Yeah, that would work, she told herself and shrugged.

"Would you ever let me drop out of high school?" Amabelle asked suddenly through the buzz of talking because Thor would be in soon. Night had fallen upon the mansion area and Amabelle happily ate with everyone else. They had made dough and the pizza they were baking would be done in fifteen minutes. Being careful in case he landed earlier there had been a replica cake made this morning after Amabelle had gone to school and then three extra pizzas. They weren't exaggerate, just being truthful in the fact that Thor did like to eat and had a growing hunger each time he visited.

"Why though? I mean, you need your education. I almost dropped out of high school, and had I wouldn't be here," Tony answered first. Amabelle ignored him and looked at her parents. Even though the question had been directed to the two who made her life decisions Tony never failed to pip in his response.

"Why would you want to? You're only a freshman, Elle, it'll get better. Plus, it's summer," Natasha pointed out to her and Elle shook her head. They thought it was because of the school environment. Maybe Clint would think differently but his reply was a nod of his head as he took a bite of a carrot.

"No, it's not because of the students or school facility. Nothing to do with that. This boy, Oliver, asked me out today and I said yes. Although now I regret it because I'm supposed to keep my eye out for everything and this could knock me off track. I just don't want anything in my life like that," Amabelle told them then added silently in her head 'But yet I do,' because everyone wanted something like love at sometime in their life.

"No, if this is about a boy then no. Amabelle, you said yes to him and now you regret it. We appreciate that you care about your training but you're only fifteen love. You need to live a little and maybe having a boyfriend is just the way to do so," Steve told her as she looked at each of her family members face. They all nodded with Steve. How were they agreeing that she needed a boyfriend? They weren't exactly saying that but more so saying that she needed to relax a little and be herself more so around her peers. Maybe even get a few close friends. A little distraction might be nice but not enough to go overboard.

"Fine. He invited me to a party at his house tonight. There's going to be a ton of people there. Could I go?" Amabelle asked, noticing immediately how awkward it sounded coming from her mouth.

"Sure, I can give you a ride if you need it," Tony answered and her parents both nodded. Amabelle nodded towards Tony, in acceptance to the ride and pulled out a slip of paper.

"See ya Tony!" Elle called through the window as she leaned over, her purple shorts showing to everyone then she turned and headed towards the door. She felt so bad that she would be missing Thor's arrival and her birthday dinner. Maybe after the party she could go out with everyone, or tomorrow when everyone would be together for the whole day. Unless something unexpected flew in but nothing had popped up on the radar recently.

"Amabelle!" Oliver's voice came from the doorway as she walked up, he pulled an arm around her waist and kissed her on the lips. It felt good, until she heard Tony beep his horn then drive away. Her cheeks grew heat, as they usually did, and he pulled her inside.

"You're the tenth or so person to arrive. There's pizza in the kitchen and a few other things there too. Bedrooms are upstairs, they're available to everyone, and the pool is outside," Oliver told her and she smiled. The house was nice and his mention of bedrooms made her feel a little uneasy. Who was this Oliver? The one she had seen today at school hadn't seemed to want sex at all, much less be the one to throw a party.

"That sounds nice," Amabelle said and took his hand in her own as she was handed a coke by him a moment later. He smiled at her and raised an eyebrow.

"The bedroom? You want to?" Oliver asked and Amabelle shrugged, he took her bridal style and flowed up the stairs.

Oh god...Amabelle thought to herself as he laid her on the bed and stripped both of their clothes.

The girl sobbed as she woke up the next morning, in her room. She had headed home around midnight after calling Tony and squeezing out of Oliver's grasp. They hadn't done it, she hadn't let him. Now the girl felt so guilty as she rolled over and thought to herself. She could blame it on her parents for "forcing" her to go to the party but then she couldn't. The girls' protests had been enough to make Oliver stop but maybe he had a reputation of this.

Looking at her clock Amabelle say it was nearly noon and lunch would be happening soon. Drawing herself out of bed the fifteen year old headed to her wardrobe. Today was Saturday and the "family" would probably go out for dinner. Grabbing a brush from the caddy on the wall Amabelle brushed through her semi-straight curly hair while looking through sundresses. "Good morning Miss Barton-Romanoff," came Jarvis' voice from her large tablet on the nightstand next to her bed. Tony had configured Jeeves through the whole house and given them each tablets. "It is 72 degrees today and will rain in about an hour," Jarvis informed her and Amabelle nodded to him. Grabbing a yellow sundress from the closet the girl threw it onto her bed.

"Thank you," Amabelle nodded and headed over to the bathroom.

Once the girl had exited the bathroom she toweled her hair dry quickly and threw on the dress. Smelling like Wonderstruck and looking pretty. She was going to call Oliver tonight and tell him that it was over, she wasn't like that. It would be the right thing to do anyways. Amabelle didn't believe in sex before marriage, unless it was for a mission but that was rare. She wanted to keep her virginity. Slipping on some white flats and heading over to her jewlery box the girl thought. She quickly found a brown heart necklace and popped open her lipstick. It was a light pink, something her mother had found for her. Slipping on a ring the girl found her way downstairs after pulling her hair up into a braided bun. Amabelle was excellent at putting herself together and she did it fast too.

"Morning!" The girl said happily as she skipped outside where everyone had food and sat around the table. They all smiled at the girl and Tony winked, knowing what had happened last night. Amabelle could trust her uncle and he had promised to not tell anyone. So it all fit together well.

"How was the party?" Her dad asked and Amabelle shrugged.

"It was fine. Where're we going for dinner tonight?" She asked and saw Thor sitting across from her,Beaming at him happily.

For the next hour the family talked and everything seemed normal. Not at all noticing all their tablets ringing non-stop inside.

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