The next couple chapters will basically just starting classes. Boring I know but I just can't skip them getting to know each other. I'm not entirely happy with this chapter but I felt the need to update. I'll probably go back and mess with this one later.
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The bell rang 30 grueling minutes later. Most of the students rushed to get out the doors. "No running children!" Jarvis called after them.
The group remained in the back of the room. "So happy first day huh." Natasha said pulling her nail file out of her purse. "Nothing says welcome to school like a test. Especially since It's your first day." Tony said laughing and patting Steve's arm.
"Hey Steve, if you let me see your schedule I can tell you what classes you have." Bruce said pulling out the paper with everyone's classes on it. "That would be great." Steve said pulling the folded up piece of paper out of his pocket. "Here ya go." He said handing it over to Bruce.
After studying and comparing Bruce smiled. "Well looks like you're in luck. Most of your classes are at least with one of us." He said handing the paper back to Steve.
"Come on Clint. We can't be late on the first day." Natasha said snapping her fingers and walking away. "It was nice to meet you." Clint told Steve before dashing off behind Natasha.
"I should go as well. See you later guys." Thor said before walking away as well. "Their right passings are only five minutes. You've got second period with Sarah- Child care 2. And third we all have gym together." Bruce told Steve before rushing off. "Child care?" Tony asked snorting.
"You like kids?" There was a brief moment of silence. "Yeah, I love them." Steve replied shrugging. Tony chuckled and went on his way.
"I'll follow you. If you're ready." Steve said nicely. He looked slightly down at Sarah. "The child care centers this way. I assume you took the first part." Sarah said leading Steve down one of the long hallways. Steve nodded. "And you know theirs no book work to this part. Just hands on stuff. Not many people take the second part, I think there's only two other girls in the class." Sarah explained as they continued down the hall.
Steve looked around amazed by the school. There were just so many things going on at once.
They eventually came to a large part of the building that was shut off by two thick metal doors. Sarah waved to a security camera above the door and the doors opened.
"Well here we are." Sarah said stepping inside the doors., which led to another long hallway with only one door. Sarah stepped forward and opened it. "Um, put your stuff on the floor in the cubby center." Sarah said lading him to the cubbies next to the door. Following her lead he put his stuff down. A little boy about four walked over to them. "Hi. Sari." He said in his broken toddler speech.
"Hey Zack." Sarah said bending down to the childs level. "Where are Mrs. Angie and Mrs. Carla?" Sarah asked picking the small child up. "In the kitchen making breakfast." Zack said playing with Sarah's necklace.
"Come on, I'll introduce you to the teachers." Sarah said to Steve. They walked through the room. Stepping over abandoned toys and walking past children playing quietly in the centers. Children were usually rowdy and energetic. He guessed it was the first day back for them as well and were just tired.
Steve also noticed that there were only 8 children. The space was so huge and so well stocked with toys he had suspected many more. They reached a child size gate outside the kitchen area.
"Well look who it is." A large blonde woman exclaimed upon seeing Sarah. "Yep, looks like you didn't manage to scare me away." Sarah replied laughing. "Come on in sugar." The short brunette next to the other woman said.
Sarah sat Zack down. "Go play buddy." She told him ruffling his hair. Once he was gone Sarah opened the gate.
"And you must be Steve." The blonde woman said pulling a pan out of one of the cabinets.
"Yeah." Steve said extending his hand. "I'm Carla and this is Angie. Were the teachers." Carla said warmly. Steve could picture here as a grammar, someone who all the kids loved. Someone who would seriously fatten you up given the chance.
"And we don't shake hands." Angie said lightly. "Oh.".' Steve said pulling his hand pack.
"Nope, we hug." Angie said laughing. Both women gave Steve large hugs. "Carla?" A voice from within the center called. "In the kitchen sweetie." Carla yelled.
"You know were so glad to have you." Angie said to Steve. "Not many guys are interested in this." She finished.
Two girls appeared at the gate. "And these are your other classmates, Maria and Peggy." Carla said introducing the girls.
"If I can get you girls to set up breakfast I'll explain the rules to Steve." Angie told them before leading Steve out of the kitchen.
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English room 215
English was Clint's least favorite subject. He didn't understand why it was so important that they learned about a language they already spoke and read stuff written by a bunch now of dead people.
"Welcome to English 4." The teacher of the class and on of Clint's favorites said putting a piece of paper underneath the ELMO projector. He liked Mr. Coulson. To Clint the made English ten times easier to understand. And he was even cool enough to let his student call him Phil. Not that any of them ever did, out of fear Fury would find out and write them all up for disrespect.
"You'll find the paper I just put up on the Smart Board on your desks. I'd recommend keeping that, it had the different books we will be reading as well as a list you are to choose five off of and either write reports or do projects.' Mr. Coulson said tapping the Smart Board.
Clint picked his list up and looked over at Tony who was sitting next to him. As if reading his mind Tony patted him on the back. "Don't worry buddy, I'll help you." Tony said pulling out his own list. "Thanks Tony, I just don't ever seem to get this stuff." Clint said scanning the list.
"The mandatory three this year are a little different. Some teachers did not follow the Junior reading list so were going to be reading Night by Elie Wiesel this year instead of Flowers For Algernon." Mr. Coulson said following his own list.
"Night's a Holocaust survivors story. It gets pretty gruesome and a lot of people stop reading it halfway. And I know people always say the first parts the worst but believe me, the worst part from the middle on toward the end." Mr. Coulson said holding up a copy of the book.
"Next up will be a book that you're all familiar with in one way or another. Whether it be late night horror movie marathons or Halloween does not matter." Mr. Coulson said smiling. "Any one care to take a guess?" He asked. After a moment of silence he held out his arms stiffly. "Frankenstein." He said amused.
"One big difference from the book, and a reason to read it and not just do reports off the movie is that Frankenstein is the scientist not the monster." Mr. Coulson explained. "And fun fact. Did you know Mary Shelly wrote Frankenstein because Lord Byron challenged a group of his friends to write the scariest story they could." Mr. Coulson said with much enthusiasm.
This was the reason Clint Loved Mr. Coulson. He always made even the most boring of books interesting. And one could clearly tell he loved his job.
"And the last one's really not one book." Mr. Coulson said. "Yes I know I said three but were not going to read all of these few." Mr. Coulson continued.
He pointed to a stack of dusty books. "Shakespeare." He said. Groans filled the classroom.
"And you can choose any of the five blow those three. Project ideas are on the back." Mr. Coulson said starting to pass out the first book.
Clint looked down at the list. Gulliver's Travels? A Street Car Named Desire? To Kill A Mockingbird? Those were among several others. Clint didn't know how he was ever going to get through this semester.
"Alright page one, Mr. Barton would you start us off?"
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Natasha flipped through the Civics and Government text book. This was the only school she knew of that did Civics senior year instead of junior.
Natasha liked history. Everything involved with it. Ancient cultures were her favorite. You could learn so many things from history.
Mr. Kent wasn't so bad either. He was a stickler for grammar and expected papers to be perfectly written, well phrased, and have no spelling mistakes. He always enjoyed reading the students papers. One always got the feeling that he would rather be writing than teaching. In fact he was the advisor of the school news paper, as well as the yearbook.
Natasha had worked on the newspaper last year and had found that she enjoyed it. It gave her something to do beside karate, and she loved her friends and Clint very much. But she could only spend so much time with them. She glanced over at Bruce and Thor who were sitting with her.
Mr. Kent had given them the first part of the class to look through the book. Everyone knew that he was finishing the Hunger Games though and was just too busy to teach.
Oh well she would just start the first chapter herself than.
Chapter One: Early American History
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So there we go. I'll probably go back and change the first part sooner or later. Anyway it's almost one in the morning I'm going to catch some sleep. I'm trying to update once a day, do I'll update sometime tomorrow.