Chapter 2
This damn vest was so damn itchy. Peter pulled on the collar on his navy-blue sweater vest. Someone bumped into him hitting him with their skateboard on the way inside Midtown High School. Peter scowled at the skater, but it was not like he could do anything about it. Murdering one of his potential classmates on the first day of school would not look well, not to mention that it was not the point of this mission at all.
Peter's brown eyes looked at the school that was going to be his home for the next six months or sooner if the mission went as planned. Though Dimitri had warned Peter to take his time and build trust and yada yada, especially since Wanda was now part of the Avengers.
Peter's goal was to have it ready in a month, which he had to admit was a bit adventures for him especially since he was not the most social person on the planet. Midtown High School. Why Dimitri had chosen a school all the way in Queens, Peter had no idea especially since Queens was nowhere near HQ where the Stark Internships were going to take place. The bus to HQ would take almost an hour at his rate.
Peter stared at his class schedule that the plumb looking secretary had given him before returning to scrolling through Facebook. Dimitri had taken care of everything from his school schedule to his clothes to the small, shabby apartment that he was staying in, in Queens. Though Peter still had no idea why he had to be forced to attend 8 hours of school when his sole mission was to get Wanda back to HYDRA.
His first class was English and Peter tried not to feel too weirded out and that this was his first time at any school. He knew of the concept of school of course, but he had never actually been too school. He knew Math, Science, English, and foreign languages of course, but he needed all of those skills when he was on missions for HYDRA on interrogating and he was sure that HYDRA taught him better than public school.
Peter finally reached room 209 and middle age woman with bright coral lipstick on her teeth greeted him. "Hello, young man my name is Ms. Wilson and I teach Freshman English you must be my new student, Mr. Parker."
Peter nodded, trying not to act robotic. "And where are you from, Peter?"
"St. Petersburg, Russia. I just moved."
"That's quite a journey. I'm impressed, your English is very good."
"My mother is American."
Ms. Wilson had already started getting bored with the answers. "Yes, well Peter welcome, we are in the middle of reading The Diary of Anne Frank you can sit here for now." He pointed to a seat where a boy wearing a Star Wars T-Shirt was sitting. He smiled at Peter brightly. "This is Ned Leeds, he will be your buddy while you get adjusted. Ned, please help Mr. Parker get adjusted."
"Hi!" Ned said brightly. "I'm Ned and you're Peter right?"
Peter nodded slowly, the last thing that he needed was a chatterbox. "Listen, Ned you don't have to do this. I can handle this by myself."
"Nonsense! I will love to help you out! You can count on me!"
The rest of the day went by smoothly and Peter knew that his Freshmen classes would be a breeze and he just had to worry about not dying of boredom. It didn't help that Ned had taken his new role of buddy seriously and had followed Peter around the entire day. It didn't help that they had the same school schedule.
It didn't matter how much Peter tried to shrug him off, Ned was always there with one annoying question after the other: What is Russia like? Have you've seen all the Star Wars movies? Do you want to go to the Lego store after school? At the rate that he was going Peter would be surprised if he didn't end up killing him.
"He can't go to the Lego store because he is going to be practicing for Decathlon." A girl with wild, curly hair appeared next to them. Like Ned, this girl was also in the majority of Peter's classes although unlike Ned, she was more tolerable. Peter liked her dark disposition. "Leeds told me you were smart and since I'm in your Spanish, Biology, English, and History classes I can collaborate on the fact. So, Parker I want you on the Decathlon team, you have brains and I want someone to wipe the smirk off Flash's face every once in a while. I'm MJ in case you didn't remember."
Peter shook his head as he waited by the bus stop. "No thanks."
MJ frowned. "What do you mean no thanks? This is a great opportunity and there are only 4 Freshmen on the team: me, Ned, Betty, and Flash. If you join then it will be 5. Are you seriously telling me you have something better to do?"
Thankfully, the bus arrived at that moment and Peter hopped in desperate to get away from both of them. "Well, MJ that is not my problem besides I'm doing the Stark internship and I'll simply don't have time."
"Put that sign up table over there," Pepper Potts said briskly as two men placed the table in the lobby of Avengers HQ. "And I think we might need another one, so bring and place it next to it. We are expecting 50 kids this semester after all. We will need a couple a chairs as well." She told the men.
"Yes, Ms. Potts."
"It's looking great, Pep." Tony said as he came in with Steve in tow and placed a kiss on her cheek. "All that we are missing is a bounce house. I couldn't have done a better job."
Pepper rolled her eyes as she hit him with her clipboard slightly. "You hardly helped, might I remind you that this was your idea in the first place and I got stuck with it. Do you know what a hassle it is going to be dealing with 50 kids twice a week for this internship? There is only so much fanboying that I can take."
Steve raised an eyebrow slightly confused as he helped the workers get the chairs from the rack. "What is this for again?"
"A Stark Internship," Tony said with a smile as he took the clipboard with all of the students' names. "We are having 50 high school kids come in for an internship to HQ twice a week for this semester. It's a great idea, I came up with it."
"It's a mad idea." Pepper corrected as she took the clipboard away. "Considering that you don't even like kids."
"I like kids." Tony paused. "Most of the time. Besides this is an excellent idea, all my ideas are great. So what do you say, Cap? Are you in on it? We are just hosting these kids twice a week for 2 hours, sort of like an after school club for smart geeks, little workshops that sort of thing. Bruce and Vision are already on it, I was thinking about asking Natasha but interrogating wouldn't be the best thing to teach a bunch of teenagers."
Steve nodded, he had to be honest he was currently feeling extremely bored. There was only so much fighting that he could do. "Count me in, maybe I could get Wanda to join me."
Tony snorted. "Good luck in getting her out of her room for more than an hour at a time."
-End of Chapter Two-
I know it's been a while my darlings, but here is chapter 2 of Shattered. Hopefully, you guys are still interested in it. Thank you so much for your patience! Please stay safe!