When the class bell rang, signaling the end of the hour, Bruce didn't know what to think of his new chemistry partner. Tony was arrogant and obnoxious, but he was smart like Bruce. Bruce had never met anyone who was advanced as he was at his age. Tony would be and was Bruce's only peer.

"So, that girl that sat a few rows behind us couldn't stop talking about how smart we'd have to be," Tony said. "She acted like we were gods or something. She was blonde, so that explains why she thought we were so incredibly smart."

Bruce thought, Maybe Tony being my only peer actually is a bad thing. "Or maybe she was just surprised to see two eleven-year-olds as her classmates. It's not everyday that boys in middle school are taking a sophomore class as eleven-year-old freshman."

Tony ignored the statement. "She didn't even look like a real natural blonde. Still sort of pretty though. In a trying-to-hard kind of way."
Tony's eyes raked over everyone passing by almost like he was scrutinizing who was worthy and who wasn't which is pretty dangerous to do as the bottom of the high school food chain.

"So, what's your next class?" Tony asked, shoving his hands into his pockets.

Bruce glances at his schedule. "Uh, looks like I have Honors English."

"Me too. Wouldn't it be wacky if we had the same exact schedule?" A pseudo-surprised expression spread across Tony's face.

"Yeah, completely wacky." Bruce folded up his schedule, slipping it into his back pocket. He pushed his glasses higher up onto his nose.

"So how did you skip?" Tony asked actually focusing on Bruce this time.

"What do you mean?" Bruce asked curiously.

"How did you skip grades?" He repeated. Then, she sighed slightly annoyed. "You know, when did people realize you didn't belong with people our age. They realized I was a genius when in first or second grade I kept getting in trouble with the teacher for not doing any work or paying any attention in class. They originally thought I had ADHD or something, but they gave me the test and I did better than kids four and five years older than me. Since I'm Howard Stark's son, they just knew I had to have inherited his brain."

"You do demonstrate attention deficit hyperactivity disorder symptoms, so I can see why they assumed that," Bruce replied simply.

"Thank you, Dr. Banner," Tony said sarcastically until he stopped both of their progress down the hall. "Dr. Banner. I like that. Suits you well, Doc." He grins before resuming walking.

Bruce hesitates whilst walking, mulling over the name. "My teachers kept watching me finish homework in approximately 5 minutes. So, they continuously bumped me up a grade until my mother got upset because she thought I wouldn't have friends and scar myself emotionally. I don't mind having friends. I find it easier to not lose control when I'm by myself."

"Didn't," Tony corrected his eyes returning to scan other students.

"What?" questioned Bruce.

"You didn't mind having friends because you see, we just established our friendship in chemistry." He wiggled his fingers at the fake blonde as she passed by with a friend.

Bruce just stared at Tony, shocked at how simple things seemed in Tony's eyes. Most people would just roll with whatever was being said expecting it to be fact. Tony could and would change fact for the rest of his life, but that wasn't known to our young Bruce Banner.

"I'm sorry, Bruce. I thought you had heard me in chemistry. You responded to my question." His eyes were jumping from person to person, but his face gave off the look of being puzzled.

"I assumed you were being sarcastic."

"Oh, I was, but sometimes my sarcasm is laced with truth. And one shouldn't make assumptions. You know what they say. Assume means making an ass out of you and me."

They were coming up to the classroom. Walking through the classroom doors, they earned a confused and doubtful expression from the teacher.

"I think our teacher is going to have a revelation like Mr. Henry did in Chem," Bruce muttered to Tony.

"Probably. I assume she'll stick us together too, not that that's a problem," Tony said taking a seat nearby.

Bruce sat as well "I thought assumptions made one an ass."

Tony smirks, turning his head to Bruce. "My friend, I am an ass. In fact, I'm the ass."

Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I didn't know where to take my story. I just got Avengers on Blu-ray and DVD though. I was re-inspired along with other movies and books containing snobby main characters. XD I love Tony, so it's okay. Hope you enjoy.

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