Her heart was pounding the whole day. Every movement set fire to her whole body. It's hard, but sadly Skye is an expert at hiding it. She doesn't want to go home after school, but she knows she has to. This time she is smart. She makes dinner and cleans the whole house. She makes sure that everything is in order and that everything looks amazing.

"Skye!" Garrett calls out, walking through the door around 5:30pm, "The boys won't be here for dinner, did you make it?"

I nod, "Great" he replies and shoos her off. She wasn't feeling up for going out after school so she decided to just shower, tending to her wounds and then going to sleep. Her stomach rumbles, but she ignores it, a little fasting won't hurt. She'd love to eat, but she's scared to go down, to get food.

Around 1am she wakes up really hungry, Garrett's probably asleep right? Probably. Skye creeps down the stairs trying to make as little noise as possible.

She might be 17, but she is tinier for her age. She thinks about maybe climbing up onto the counter to get to the cupboards but her ribs and arms as well as her legs were still very sore and bruised. Her breath catches as she hears noises. The door opens and the three brothers stumble through the door wasted.

"Heyyo…Slklye" Thomas laughs.

So Jemma and Fitz were right about these people. Perfect…

"Comma Skye l-let's let's havee sum fun" They advance. Skye backs away quickly but they are faster grabbing her arms and pulling her upstairs. Oh god, oh god… She gets upstairs and pushes them off.

"Guys stop" she cries softly, still not wanting to wake up Garrett.

"Commo Skye" Grant slurs, "Don be a pa-rty pooper."

Skye gets really scared and so she decides to do the best thing. She pushes them, making them unbalanced and she runs to her room. Once she gets there she closes the door and locks it. Sliding down to the floor with her back on the door she tries to catch her breath.

In 1, 2, 3, 4, Out 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 repeat. Come on Skye she thinks, you're okay.

The next day she slowly gets up and is ready for school. Ugh, but also she has to go to Jemma house after school, because they agreed to work on the project at her house.

It isn't far from school, just around a 10 to 15 minute walk and of course they walk together. The "twins" as people like to call them were babbling about some science thing to her, checking every once and awhile to make sure she understood.

They walk up to a nice house. It is a light blue color with white shutters,

"This is it," she presents, "My mom and dad should be here"

Walking in was overwhelming. It was the perfect family house. Both of Jemma's parents were medical doctors and researchers. Their diplomas and Jemma's achievements were plastered in a fancy picture frame. But not only that, there were pictures of Jemma as a baby and family pictures. One at the beach, one in London, etc.

It is clean but it also looked like it was an actual family's house.

"Jemma, honey?"

"Hi mom! I have some friends."

A woman resembling Jemma steps from the kitchen and smiles, "Oh Leo, hello darling, oh and you must be…"

"Skye" I smile, making sure I look her in the eye.

"Nice to meet you Skye. So I'm guessing you have a project to do?"

"Yes" and then Jemma and Fitz go on a whole rampage of explanations of the project.

"Well, that sound very fascinating you guys, but I'll let you get to it, don't be afraid to help yourselves to snacks, Fitz we have those cookies you like-"

Without another word he beelines for the closet and plucks out a package of cookies, "Skye don't be afraid to ask for anything. Jemma I'll be down here if you need anything."

"Okay, thanks mom"

"Thanks Mrs. Simmons" Leo says.

Scared to speak up or to be the only one not saying thanks she quickly mutters, "Thank you" before following Jemma upstairs.

Her bed was full of stuffed animal scientists and other science things like atoms, neutrons, and RNA. She was fully a science nerd, but thinking back to her parents Skye deduces she'd be more surprised if she wasn't a science nerd.

They start making some good progress in their project. Jemma was rechecking our data as Fitz was building a physical diorama. Skye grabs her school computer and starts to lay out and think about the format.

An hour and a half goes by and their project goes well.

"I'm almost finished with this model" Fitz says, playing with his newly made model.

"Great, all the data looks good, I'm just gathering the last bit of research and getting ready to make a report. Skye how are you making out with our presentation"

"It's going well. The format is almost done and ready for our information"

"That's great"

The doorbell rings as they hear Jemma's mom going to open the door. They hear a gasp and a laugh.

"Jemma!" She yells, "Wanda is here!"

"Guys come down with me" she says,

When seeing Wanda, Jemma immediately jumps to greet her, "Wands, you're here."

"Jems, I wanted to surprise you. Pietro and I are back for break" she smiles, "Leo, it's nice to see you"

"You too Wanda"

"Uh, Wanda, this is my friend Skye. She just joined yesterday. Skye this is my older brother's best friend,"

"Hi" Skye whispers, shyly looking up.

"Hi, it's great to meet you. You must be my dad's new student.,"

"Dad?" Skye mutters.

"Oh, Phil Coulson, you probably know him as Mr. C"

Skye gives a gentle smile looking intently on the floor.

"Have you seen your parents yet?" Dr. Simmons asks,

"Yes, we're staying with them until we go back. I'm heading back soon though, I have to study and it's already, around 5pm"

Skye's head shoots up, her eyes widened with fear, "What time i-s it?"

Wanda noticing the look on her face briefly checks her watch, "It's 4:47"

Skye's expression worsens as she mutters, "I have to go"

She runs up, careful of her injuries, shoving her computer into her bag and rushing down the stairs mumbling, "Thanks".

Her heart is thumping louder and louder as she rushes to Garrett's. It is raining, hard, practically soaking her. He will be home at 5pm and will be expecting dinner. It's 4:47pm and it takes around 20 minutes to get home. Maybe he'll be late. She runs the extra 2 blocks ignoring the burning in her lungs and throughout her whole body. Her bangs are stuck on her face, clothes sticking to her like a wetsuit. She runs up the concrete stairs getting ready to open the door when it swings open. Her face pales as she sees Garrett's unhappy face.

"My, look who's here. What the h-ll were you? I invite you into my house, and ask one thing. You can't even do that you incompetent -. Give me your key,"

Skye's eyes fixed on the ground shuffles to find the key, "Her-"

He snatches the key grumbling, "Get out of my sight,"

"Bu-" Skye starts but is immediately shut up by a driving force of a hand colliding with her face, "NO! Get out!" He yells slamming the door and locking it.

Standing in the rain she can feel her clothing sticking to her. The water is pouring down. Her hand instinctively goes to brush her hand, her cheek red. Her socks are squishy and wet, her face grimacing. She's not a big fan of it. Her breath starts to quicken as she thinks about what to do. Where could she go?

Suddenly she remembers a certain teacher's diner.