Hey guys I am so so so so so so sooooooooorrrrrryyyyy I've been so busy and school just started for me so I have been overrun by homework. But don't worry I'm back and ready to have a new chapter posted up. This one isn't going to be as big but I have some good ideas for it and hopefully I will get a few chuckles out of it. I did when I thought it up so enjoy the next chapter of Miss Avenger.
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Chapter 7: Hey, Don't Touch That Wait Oh Never Mind
I walked out of Mrs. Jane's room. I relayed the conversation over and over through my head.
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Mrs. Jane led me to her room and offered me a chair. I sat down and Mrs. Jane eased herself onto another chair close by. It was a nice red velvet chair that seemed to be hand crafted and not manufactured.
"Okay, Chris what is this about this boy thing?" she asked raising an eyebrow.
I looked at the floor and then looked up at her.
"I think some guy has a crush on me." I replied a little nervously.
She smiled and if she could I think she would have jumped for joy.
"Oh, really so who is this guy?" she asked.
Should I really tell her, this could not end well?
"He's someone from my old school." I replied.
"What's his name?"
"I can't say." I told her.
She nodded her head.
"Full respect, so how old is he?"
"He's twenty-three." I replied softly.
She looked a little shocked.
"He's twenty-three and how old are you again?" she asked.
Her eyes filled with panic and I knew she would. Twenty-three, there is a little bit of a gap between him and I.
"I'm eighteen ma'am."
Her face lightened up a little but not all the way.
"Okay, well honey I can't give you true advice unless you answer this, do you like this boy back?" she asked.
I froze. Did I like him back? I never really thought about it before. I mean he was fun to hang around and he was a great superhero but I never thought him being anything other than a friend.
"That's the problem I've never thought of as anything more till now." I replied.
She shook her head and sighed.
"Well, then I'm sorry I can't help you there but when you figure out your feelings for him." She said.
I nodded well, that does seem reasonable I mean how could she give me advice if I'm totally clueless?
I got up and headed for the door.
"Thank you Mrs. Jane for the advice."
She smiled and got up.
"Well, I didn't give much advice but how about this, I and the girls are going to paint each other's nails tomorrow will you please join us?"
I hesitated. I hated finger nail polish. It was girl, frilly, and made your nails absolutely useless. But she had been so nice and kind to me I can't turn it down it would be rude. But I can't my Open House would be the next night and I didn't want the nail polish to be there for that.
"Please it would be great to have you there, and besides you haven't met Scarlet yet haven't you?" she asked.
I shook my head no. I hadn't seen her, I've been living here for over a week and I haven't seen any sign of her living here.
"Please you have to come and meet Natasha." She pleased.
How could I say no, she was being so nice it's the least I could do. Besides I wanted to meet Ms. Romanoff.
"Sure it sounds fun." I replied putting on a fake smile for her.
She did a little jump and clapped her hands together.
"This is going to be so fun." She squealed.
"Yeah heh heh fun," I said feigning excitement.
She closed the door to her room and I started to walk away.
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And that's how I got roped into a very weird conversation and getting my nails painted. The next day I walked to Mrs. Jane's room and I opened it up. I was waiting for the worse night of my life. I walked in and found a girl with flaming red short hair sitting on Mrs. Jane's bed. In the chair I was sitting in yesterday was a woman with long orange hair. I watched as Mrs. Jane rushed over from her closet with a huge box. He laid it down on the floor and ran up to hug me.
"Yay, Christine you made it," she squealed.
Okay, this must be one of those mood swing things. She's usually calm, cool, collected, and very intelligent looking but today and yesterday she went very bubbly. Also what's up with calling me Christine? She always calls me Chris.
"Yeah glad I could make it." I said trying to sound cheerful.
I walked over to the wall and sat down against the wall.
"Okay, girls we have a new girl here with us for girls night please welcome Christine." Mrs. Jane announced.
The two other women looked over at me and put on a sort of smile.
"Hello I'm Pepper Potts and this is Natasha Romanoff this is the forced girl's night." The ginger haired woman replied.
"Uh nice to meet you both please call me Chris." I told them both.
Ms. Romanoff sneered at me while Ms. Potts gave me a look saying good luck. Jane looked at us all and gave us this really ditzy look saying she was really excited.
"Okay, tonight let's do Chris's nails first."
The first thing that popped into my head was hide but it was too late Mrs. Jane grabbed my arm and led me to the huge box of finger nail polish. When I left that dreaded my nails were now sparkly red, blue, and white; sparkles great. I started to head to my room when I heard something behind me. I turned around to see who it was and I found Ms. Romanoff behind me. Before I could ask anything she slammed me into a wall and covered my mouth so I wouldn't talk.
"Okay, brat don't get too comfortable here, I know what you're up to."
"What the heck are you talking about?" I said getting her hand off my mouth.
"You think that you are so special just because you're Captain America's daughter."
"No I don't," I argued back.
"Well, you're not," she said completely ignoring me.
"I just said that." I snapped.
"So just stay away from him you're not worth his time." She growled.
"Stay away from whom?" I growled back.
"You've been warned." She snapped and walked away as like nothing had happened.
What the heck? I hadn't even said one word to her and she's already threatening me. Who is this guy she's talking about? I didn't even know I was flirting with someone. I walked back to my room and thought on her words. I slipped into a pair of karate pants and a tank top. I let my hair fall from its bun and let it roll down past my butt. I slipped into my bed waiting for tomorrow so I could get open house over with.
"GOOD MORNING SOLDIER!" a yelling voice announced.
I quickly rolled out of bed, headed to the end of my bed, and stood attention.
"GOOD MORNING CAPTAIN." I yelled back.
Then I realized I wasn't at military school and relaxed. I got a better close and found my father laughing at my door frame.
"Not funny dad, I was sleeping."
"Yeah, I know when were you thinking of getting up?" he asked.
"What do you mean; I always get up at seven in the morning?" I asked him.
"Look at your alarm clock." He replied.
I walked over to the clock and looked at the time. It was twelve in the afternoon.
"CRAP, why didn't anyone wake me?" I asked scrambling around the room making my bed and picking out some clothes.
"Well, Tony told me that you were up so I thought you were up and I didn't see you this morning."
That explains it all, that bastard. I will get back at him later.
"But when I had noticed I hadn't seen you all morning I came to check on you and I found you here." He replied.
I nodded and was about to start changing when I remembered that dad was in here.
"Uh I'm very thankful that you woke me but could you leave so I can change?" I asked.
He blushed a little and nodded. He headed out the door and closed it behind him. I pulled on a plain red shirt and a navy blue pleated skirt. Dad had decided that all of us should dress nice so I had to dig this up. I put on some white flats and put on a string of pearls. I smiled as I remembered these were my mother's. I put in a pair of matching pair of pearl earrings and I left my hair down. I walked out of my room and headed down to the kitchen. I saw that everyone was down stairs chatting amongst themselves.
I walked over to the fridge and pulled out a jar of jelly. I walked over to the pantry and pulled out some bread and peanut butter. I made a PB&J while wondering why everyone was down here. I sat on the counter, which Tony hates, and started eating. I looked over and saw Mr. Barton; he waved at me and walked over to the counter.
"You know Tony's going to be pissed if he sees you up there." He stated.
I smiled.
"Yes sir, I do but that's the fun part, watching that vein pop out of his neck." I told him laughing.
He chuckled back.
"So he does that to you as well?"
"Yep, so why did you come over here?"
"Eh got tired of talking to Natasha so you excited for your open house?" he asked.
I laughed.
"Nah, it's just like any other open house." I responded.
He raised an eyebrow.
"Well, I've never been to an open house so I wouldn't know."
"Wait what did you do before S.H.E.I.L.D?"
"There was nothing before S.H.E.I.L.D."
My eyes widened. I wondered how many of these people have actually been to an open house. Mrs. Jane (most likely), Thor (definitely not), Mr. Banner (most likely), Tony (maybe), Dad (not a recent one), Mr. Barton (no), Ms. Romanoff (no), a good part of the people down here have most likely haven't been to one. Wait speaking of all of them being down here:
"Uh Mr. Barton…
"Please call me Clint."
"Fine Clint, why is everyone down here?"
"Didn't Cap tell you, he considers us your new family so he wants us to all goes to your open house?"
My eyes went wide, was dad thinking right when he invited a god, two assassins, the playboy, a pregnant lady, and a hulk to go to a high school.
"Okay, guys lets go." I heard someone yell.
I knew immediately that was my dad. Everyone started to head out. I watched as my dad as he grabbed Tony's filthy hand and walked out. I walked out behind them and grabbed my helmet. I walked behind everyone to the garage. I put on my helmet and hopped onto my bike hoping this open house will not kill anyone. Well, we were close. As soon as we entered the building everyone split up looking at the "cool stuff."
It wasn't even five minutes before things started going downhill. I had already filled out the necessary forms for school and I had just gotten my schedule. I was walking to my first class when I found dad messing with a locker and a lock.
"Now how do I open this contraption?"
"Uh dad, aren't you going to come and help with classes?"
He turned around a little shocked but smiled.
"Sure let's go."
He moved away from the locker and followed me to my first class AP Chemistry. I walked into the chemistry room and found my soon to be stepfather and Mr. Banner messing with the chemical in the room. I quickly grabbed some papers for the class and ran out dragging my dad out behind me. We headed down the hall to find my Latin class when I found Thor banging his hammer against a drink machine.
"What is this sorcery, this contraption will not give me the fizzy caffeinated drink that I asked for. You will pay for this you insufferable Earth machine!" he yelled out.
I saw Mrs. Jane running over trying to pull him away from the machine. Kids stopped and started to watch as Thor kept slamming his hammer into the machine. I grabbed dad and rushed him over to my third class room which was art. In front of the art room I found Ms. Romanoff. I thought finally someone who would be normal. But I was so wrong. Apparently she's going to be my new Art teacher. This was starting to be very disappointing day. But it got worse when I got to my P.E class I saw Mr. Barton was hanging from the banisters aiming arrows at kids who look suspicious. I was dead, then the school started to vibrate and I knew Tony and Mr. Banner made something explode. Lighting was now starting surround the school and one even hit the school. Kids were panicking and I saw my new principle heading straight for me.
"Um, Miss Rogers is this your family?" he asked.
I face palmed myself and shook my head yes. I watched as dad ran off to see if Tony was okay.
"Miss Rogers this is very unacceptable." He explained.
I nodded my head.
"Please sir, there is no other school I can go to please let me go here, my soon to be step-dad can and will pay for damages." I pleaded.
He scratched his chin and finally nodded.
"Okay, Miss Rogers but you better not represent this kind of behavior at school." He snapped and he stormed off to his destroyed office.
I sighed and looked up.
"Hey Mr. Barton we need to leave now, let's gather everyone up."
He nodded and jumped down. We rounded up my "family" and we headed home. When I got home I grabbed a pint of ice cream and walked up to my room. As I was eating I heard a knock at the door and my dad entered. He smiled at me.
"So how did we do?" he asked.
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