When Life Gives You the Avengers

A teenaged girl was always very fond of the Avengers. But when they and some other surprises come to her small town in Rural Michigan, her life changes. For good. How could this get any better?! Or could it get worse?

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4. Just Another Reunion, Right? Wrong....

"Abbie..." He said, looking at me. 

I stood up, head held high and turned away from him, heading towards the door. 

"Wait! Let me explain everything to you! Abbie! Abbie Bear!" He begged to me. 

I stiffened at the nickname. I wasn't about to do this...whatever this was over again. No way. "It's better this way, this way, trust me." I spat at him, his face cringed and I smirked back at him and then walked away without a backwards glance, leaving my favourite hoodie there in my now vacant seat. 

Those were the final words that he had said to me. When he stopped texting me. Calling me. Talking to me. It felt good to fling them back in his stupid face. 

But it felt wrong. Wrong because he hurt me. Wrong because he used those on me many years ago. I was 19 and a senior now. (Born late in the stupid year.) And I still remember those words from when I was 13.

He obviously did too. Other wise, he wouldn't have been so shocked and hurt. So, should I go back and apologize? 

I slowed down my walking. I was on the other side of the school now, in the Cafeteria, after first lunch had just ended. Nowhere near my current class. I turned around, shaking my head to myself. 

"Why do I always have to be the good guy?" I muttered to myself, not paying attention to anything other than the floor. 

"Because you always were. You were always the better one of us, Abbie Bear."

I flinched and stiffened at those words. Apparently, he turned into a man in the last six years. And thus, decided to come after me. I guess I didn't hear or smell him because I was too busy thinking...about him. 

"Look, I know that we haven't talked in a little bit--"

"A LITTLE BIT?!" I screeched, effectively cutting him off before he could say anything else. 

He gulped. "Errrr..."

"A LITTLE BIT would have been a month! NOT SIX YEARS, Clint!"

"Look, you might want to bring down the volume..."

I lowered my voice. "You DESERTED me! Left me for what?! You just upped and left, ignored me, told me to go AWAY, told me we couldn't be friends any more! Told me that it was "for the best"! You of all people!"

"I know. And I've never been more sorry about something in my life before." He said. 

"I doubt it." I seethed, my powers were becoming very rambunctious now. I could feel them swarming inside me. 

I fought to keep them under control and I...lost...

My eyes burned bright blood red. Fire was erupting out of my hair and my hands. My clothing was becoming red hot, but not burning off. (I placed a spell on all my clothing for purposes such as this.) The heat was melting the tiled flooring around me. And pushing Clint away. 

He gaped at me, shocked. "Whe...when did this start?"

I thought of snow, of ice. Of anything cold that I could think of. And then my flames turned to ice and snow, my eyes became white. And I was finally balancing out my powers properly. 

When I was finally done, I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in and took a deep breath. And I was finally able to speak again. 

"The day you left." 

He sucked in a breath. 

"Before you left."

He let the breath out. "Why didn't you say anything?"

"You. Shut. Me. Out." I growled through gritted teeth. 


I sighed. "What did you want to explain?"

He squirmed a bit. 


"Can we go somewhere thats not the Cafeteria?"

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