Holy crap! I didn't think anyone would read this story. I wrote it because I'm home sick and bored… My writing is defiantly not my best. Sorry! But to the two comments: I am putting them in high school. My updating will be spotty, as I have school and swim team (boo.) SO here is chapter two!
Two weeks later:
The Avengers were getting used to their new bodies. And the fact that they were being sent to high school to investigate the disappearances of a couple students.
It was early morning, Natasha eating a Pop Tart with the adorably dressed Thor.
"NATASHA! NATASHA!"
Tony screamed, her voice shrill and annoying.
Natasha sprinted down the hall, skidding to a stop in front of Tony's room. He pulled his handgun out of his waistband and raised it, walking slowly into Tony's room.
Clint, Bruce, Thor, and Steve burst into Tony's room right behind Natasha. Once they did, they all burst out laughing.
Tony was standing there in her gold and red skinny jeans, her right hand holding her bra closed.
"I can't get the clasp of this goddamn bra of hell!" She groaned.
He sighed, tucking the gun back in its spot as he walked over to the distressed girl. With a deft and practiced movement, it was hooked, and Tony was facedown on the floor.
"Don't scare me like that again."
"Can do. You know, you are pretty built for a girl."
Tasha kicked him in the ribs, walking out.
Bruce and Tony got out of the red Ferrari, which was parked in the teachers spot.
Bruce was wearing a khaki skirt and a green polo, her hair pulled back into a ponytail. (Nat helped, of course.)
Tony was in her gold and red skinny jeans, a black AC/DC torn shirt, and black shades. She had gone all out.
Tony swaggered alongside Bruce, draping an arm over her shoulders. "Brendie, darling, welcome to hell." She smirked.
Steve, Nat, Clint, Thor, and Loki gor out of the SHIELD undercover van. Natasha was wearing one of Banner's old white t-shirts and a pair of plain jeans.
Thor was wearing a pair of Nat's yoga pants, along with a glittery silver top. Thor was fascinated with the sequins.
Clint opted for the leather pants, purple tee route, not really giving a fuck what she looked like.
Steve had on a red long sleeve and blue skinny jeans. She had an interesting look on her face.
Leaning over to Natasha, she whispered, "Why are the girls dressed so… indecent?"
Natasha laughed. "Welcome to the twenty first century Stephanie."
Loki was glaring at everyone. She had on black leggings and a charcoal sweater dress. Her feet clunked around in her combat boots, but she didn't care. She wouldn't wear anything else.
They easily found the 'Science Sisters' . I mean, Tony was surrounded by drooling male specimens.
Natasha approached Tony, him around the waist. "Sorry boys. This one's taken." He smirked, hauling off with the squirming billionaire in his arms.
Bruce hurried after the others, laughing.
The shrill sound of the school bell echoed off the brick walls, and they sauntered into the school.
"I fucking hate school." Loki muttered.