Okay, so that definitely wasn't what we he had planned to do. He had planned to apologize, actually, which was way weird because he didn't even know Steve and he barely apologized to Bruce when he screwed up. Something about seeing him, though, made him defensive. The insult slipped out on impulse. He should have stopped there, but when Steve actually snapped back at him, it cut deep and he had to defend himself.
He didn't know why he even cared. Steve was just some stupid new kid. He didn't owe the blond anything. He was just some kid that he had Physics, English and gym with- and maybe track practice now- and nothing more. He'd make Steve pay for calling him names, for saying he had a superiority complex. He'd show Steve just how much of an asshole he could be.
"Really Tony. Stop smiling to yourself like that, it's downright creepy." Bruce pulled the brunette out of his thoughts. "What are you even thinking about?"
"Steve." The name passed his lips before he had time to think about what he was saying.
Bruce closed his math book, ignoring the fact that he need to study. "I don't think Pepper would take too kindly to you thinking about young men and smiling. And is Steve the new kid in our physics class?"
"I'm not gay, Bruce, that isn't what I meant." For not being what he meant, he sure was turning red.
"Right, Tony. You have fun with your daydreams about hunky blonds then, I'm going to study over there where I don't have to look up and see you smiling about it." He gathered his books and stood up.
"I wasn't daydreaming!" Tony insisted. Bruce rolled his eyes.
"I don't care either way Tony. If you have a little crush on the new kid, make a move, it's not like he'd turn you down."
"Wait." He grabbed Bruce's wrist, almost making him to drop his books. "What makes you say that?"
"He seems like he has good judgment of character." He pulled his wrist back and escaped to the corner of the study hall, away from Tony.
Tony smiled. Then he remembered he didn't like Steve at all so why would that matter. Plus, if he did make a move -which he wouldn't because that was gay and most definitely into girls- Steve would turn him down because he was an asshole. Curse Steve and his hard to not think about self, he had Tony all jumbled up in his head. He was the jerk, not Tony.
The end of the day rolled around and Steve found himself in the gym locker room, changing into his gym clothes. He slid his shirt off, throwing it in his locker, just as the door opened. Steve glanced over his shoulder seeing Tony jump back when he saw him. Was that a blush he saw? No way.
Steve rolled his eyes. 'Oh great.' He thought. 'I get to spend two whole hours with him.' He pulled his white shirt on and shut his locker. He pushed past Tony, who was still at the door watching him, and walked from the locker room to the track. He noticed that it was raining lightly and frowned, riding a motorcycle in the rain wasn't the most fun thing to do.
The worries of riding in the rain were quickly pushed out of his head when he had to start practice. They made him do a few short sprints to start, which he rocked at, then some distance running, which he also rocked at. Once and awhile he noticed Thor practicing his throwing, or Tony, who was pole vaulting, which Steve was totally surprised by.
By the time practice was over and Steve had changed into his day clothes, the rain was a down pour. Steve decided to stop by the library to see Loki and let the rain die down a little.
He looked in the small windows in the door and saw Loki facing away from him. Steve smiled, opening the door silently; he made his way to the boy.
"What're you reading!" He asked his head right beside Loki's.
The black haired boy jumped, slamming his book shut. "God, I think you just gave me permanent heart palpitations," Loki exclaimed, clutching his heaving chest.
Steve ruffled his hair. "Sorry, didn't think you would be that scared." He laughed a little.
Loki glared, fixing his hair. "You're lucky my first impulse wasn't to punch." He said.
"I guess you're right, although I'm not sure how much damage you would have done." He grabbed Loki's hand, turning it over. He examined the boy's palm, but once his eyes reached Loki's wrist, the boy pulled back.
"Are you hitting on me now?" Loki asked, pulling his sleeves down.
"I'm not sure anymore, not that it matters since I'm not your type." Steve smiled.
"Loki!" Thor shouted, opening the door as loudly as physically possible. Ironic because they were in a library, Thor loved irony. "Oh, hey Steve. Good job out there today, are you going to join then?"
"Thanks, you too... I haven't actually decided yet." Steve replied.
"Well you should. You want to come over for dinner, our parents won't mind. They'll be quite glad actually-"
"I think we get it, I don't have a social life." Loki interrupted.
Thor wrapped his arms around Loki's neck smiling brightly. "Dear brother, you know I love you!" Despite great efforts, Loki smiled too.
"It would be great and all, but my uncle is probably freaking out because it's raining and I'm not home yet. Any minute now he'll be calling the police trying to fill out a missing persons report." Steve joked. He stood up and grabbed his bag off the floor.
"We'll see you tomorrow then?" Thor asked.
"I don't have any plans to skip, so I guess so." He smiled and waved as he exited the library.
Okay, so Thank you everyone for your kind reviews, I know this chapter is, well, really short, but the next section is a chapter in and of itself. I'm sorry. I'll try to make up for it somehow.
Also, I don't own the Avenger's just the plotline, and that goes for the other two chapters as well, I just forgot to say it, whoops. Anyway, my mom made pancakes and they smell really good so I'm going to go get some. So long!