AN: First things first, please give thumbs up to my Beta MegaDiary123. Also, this week I had some inspiration and that's why I'm gonna post 3 chapters. Generally I'm gonna upload as much as I can, at least 2 chapters a week. If not, it means I have some serious writers block. Anyhow, I hope you like this chapter.
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Simmons' POV
I was really excited to start attending at the Academy of Science and Technology in S.H.I.E.L.D.. Being seventeen with two PhDs and a ton of questions, this was one, if not the, best day of my life. The sun wasn't really high in the sky when I arrived at the facility and after doing the paperwork and taking the campus map, I made my way to my room.
I already knew that I would have a roommate and couldn't be happier about it. We could explore the wonders of the world and make new discoveries together. Because they had to be from Science and Tech, right? Those were the rules, after all. So when the door opened, not too long after my arrival I was met with something unexpected.
I was met with a kid! She looked like… what, fifteen? Did she even finish High School? And that's when I knew that there was no way she was part of my Academy. Even if we didn't take the age factor into account, she only had a bag and a computer.
So… Communications? I wondered to myself. She didn't even say her name, and choosing to just go straight to her bed and sat in front of her computer. I could see her peeking and wondering what all of my things were and my assumption for her not being in Science was confirmed. Silence filled the room as she was on her computer and I was making sure everything went to its rightful place.
Before I knew it the time had passed and she was heading out, probably to the canteen to get something to eat. I sighed and soon followed in her steps as my growling stomach complained due to the lack of food.
You would think that because she's in Communications, she would be at little a bit good at communicating. My thoughts were short-lived as I saw the door to the canteen in front of me. I knew what that meant. Mercilessly teasing the new girl and since I couldn't possibly avoid it, I braced myself and slowly open the door.
But the room was already quiet and then I remembered the other girl. Everyone's attention was on her and none of them had really seen me come in. This was my chance! Once she sat down, I carefully poured myself some food and sat in a four-seated table that was empty and close to the exit door.
Soon a group of guys walked right up to her and everyone's attention was to what they were saying.
"So, you're the rookie" the one who seems the leader of the group said. After getting no reply he tried again, looking her up and down. "I'm guessing communication" but was once again met with silence. Oh, she was good, I would give her that. And he was starting to see that she wasn't going to even acknowledge him.
He figured as much and gave up trying to tease her, so he started turning around to leave. But he was turning the wrong way, my way. And I knew for sure that he would spot me and that I would be his next victim.
I was looking straight at him and even if he didn't mean to, there was no way I wouldn't get attract his attention. But I couldn't take my eyes off him.
That's when I saw it. The slightest movement coming from my roommate who was proudly looking at the guy's retreating figure. Her eyes darted to the room and only for a second they made contact with mine. I must have looked at her filled with dread, because just as he was about to fully face me she spoke up.
"What gave it away?" Her face was a blank not revealing her emotions, though I was sure that she was having a mental argument with herself about deciding to help me.
Her voice got the guy's attention and that of the rest of the canteen once again. I watched in awe as she talked back to him as if it was nothing. She actually looked like she enjoyed herself. The rest of the canteen seemed to fall back to its routine and other peoples voices soon filled the room. But my attention was fully rested on the girl who was too young to deal a situation like that so swiftly.
Thankfully she was left alone after a while and I didn't have to kick myself as much for her standing up for me even if we were the only ones that knew about it. She never looked at me again and I didn't know how to feel about that.
Skye's POV
When I got back to the room it was empty. I didn't expect to see Simmons either way, she should still be eating. But something told me that she wouldn't be far behind, so I got back on my bed and plugged my computer. Didn't want it to run out of battery and I had completely forgotten to charge it before getting here.
My expectations were met soon after, when the dorm door open.
What I did not expect, was what came next or the lack of it at least. No talking, no trying to make conversation, just plain old silence. My eyes were glued on my screen for a bit longer but curiosity over took and I looked up.
Simmons was sitting on her bed, legs crossed, back against the wall and was just staring at me. The curious kind of staring, as she was studying me and probably trying to figure out what I was thinking. I raised an eyebrow at that and she shook her head as if just understanding that I was looking back at her.
"I'm sorry" she hurried to say. "I didn't mean to stare, it's more of a habit" she added. To be honest I could see that. The scientist in her, observing what she didn't understand and trying to find what was that which confused her. I mentally smiled at that, my face still blank but not hostile.
My eyes were once again set on my screen but I could see that she wanted something. The way she played with her shirt, finding something for her hands to do. Observing seemed to be something we had in common. The only difference being I was usually observing people and she must have been observing… whatever they observed at a lab. She was obviously not good at figuring out people's thoughts from their body language.
"Just say it" I said and saw her pause for a moment. Then it hit me. It was the first time that I spoke to her since I got here and she mustn't have expected me to say anything.
After she recovered from the shock she carefully got up and slowly walked towards me, as if afraid she would scare me off. She extended her hand to me and I saw that she was holding a granola bar. I raised an eyebrow at this and took the bar.
After a long pause Simmons spoke up, "I figured you might be hungry. I saw that you didn't eat anything at lunch".
I contemplated it for a minute. It was not that I wasn't good with people. If I wanted to, I could be very good with them, but usually they didn't want to be friends with me because of how young I was. That's why I had learned to distance myself and not get my hopes up.
"Thank you" I told her, placing the granola next to me as I set down the computer and sat up straight across from her. She had returned to her side of the room.
"Thank you" she replied instantly. "If it wasn't for you, things would probably be worst for me now and you took it upon yourself to help".
She sounded sincere, so I nodded and smiled back at her. That must have lifted her spirits as she smiled back and relaxed more in her bed.
Maybe Nat was right after all… maybe things wouldn't be as hard as I though. Maybe it was the positivity that Simmons was radiating from across the room, but for a moment I thought that even if we hadn't really spoken all day, there was a bond that was starting to form between the two of us.
Maybe we could be friends after all…
