-Beckys POV-

I run into my room to grab a beanie, jacket and penny board. It's a little icy outside, but not that bad.

Next I go back into the kitchen to pack my lunch. Everyone's up now and eating breakfast.

"Did you eat breakfast?" Steve asks me.

"Ya, I just got some cereal." I said.

"You should've waited, I made French toast for everyone. "

"I sorta missed Fruit Loops to be honest."

Let's see...lunch..hmm well we have one slice of bread left and chese. So grilled cheese it is.

"Okay. I have to go to Europe to discuss some energy plans, then I'm going to go back to check on the plans for the Malibu house. Watch her Tony, don't blow up the place, and make sure you take her to school on time." My mom says as she walks through the kitchen.

"Wait what." Dad and I say.

"Your dad is driving you to school today. Didn't we talk about this Tony?"

"But, I wanted to test out the new wheels on my penny board." I say. I didn't really want to, but I had to come up with something.

"It's really icy, I just don't think that's a good idea. If you don't want your dad to drop you off, then you can ride your bike. Okay? Love you, be good, please don't go missing again." She says and plants a kiss on my head.

I continue to pack my lunch. Eventually Jet comes in. When he does, I glance over at the clock. Seven, twenty. I should probably leave soon.

"Hurry up Jet, we're going to be late."

"But I want French toast!" He says

"No time," I see Thor grab a box of pop tarts. "Here have pop tart." I say and toss one to him. On the way out I can hear Thor demand his pop tart back.

"Sharing is caring!" I yell back at him.

The second I get out of the Tower I realized I made a mistake. I hopped on my bike and tried to push through the sea of people.

"Ma'am! News 10 over here!" A news reporter yelled at me. There were many people like that. Some reporters, some civilians. Jet eventually went in front of me attempting to clear a path for me. It didn't work. Eventually we got. Through the crowd, but some people still followed us asking for interviews, pictures, what "it" was like. They followed us for two blocks. Eventually they left.

I wished that was the hard part.

When I made it to school, everyone fell silent. I could feel their glares, some people started whispering. I continued as if it was a normal day and locked my bike over by the bike rack.

"Do you have some special lock for that? Is your bike some high tech bike?" I heard someone ask.

Turning to them I answered "no, it's a regular bike."

They didn't buy it, even if it was the truth and surrounded it. Jet and I tried to push them back,but it didn't work.

I could hear their whispers, all about who my dad was, so even questioned who was my mom. I tried to ignore them, but it didn't work. This was going to be a long day.