Metal and Sparks - Bucky Barnes X Reader

Chapter 10

It's been a week since the world knows I'm Tony's daughter. With the day it got calmer. The fourth day I could go outside without bumping into paparazzi. They were still there but not that much. Peter got here every day after school so he could tutor me and help with homework. I told him that I didn't need it because I feel like Tony kinda made him do it for me but Peter wanted to do it anyways. Which was very sweet of him to still do it. It's morning and today I'm going back to school. It's gonna be really weird but I'm just going to make it normal... Well as normal as possible I think. Just like it used to Happy drops me off at Peter and May's. I knocked on the door and May opened. She gave me a hug right away: "oh sweetie. This past week must've been so weird for you. Are you okay now?" "Yeah, I'm going back to school now to try and get everything back to normal which will definitely take some time" "I really hope for you it gets better soon. Well good luck. Peter is almost finished, late as always." "Okay thank you May." I got in and walked to Peter's room. "Parker, you almost done?" "Almost! Give me a second!" Then I heard a loud thud in the room. I ran in and said: "Peter!" "I'm fine, tried to like jump into my jeans." "Why?" "I did it yesterday and I got in" "You're weird. You knew that already right?" "Definitely." "Fuck man you're bleeding" "where?" "Your upper chest. Of course you can't see it smartass. Your neck is in the way. Let me grab something real fast. You... Stay where you are." Peter sat down like a small kid that didn't want to get changed just wearing pants and no shirt. I walked to the kitchen, grabbed a paper towel, wet it a bit also grabbed a plaster and walked back. When I went back to the room Peter was wearing a shirt. "why did you do that?" "What?" "Wear a shirt. Your still bleeding. Take it off" he took the shirt off. "Look there's blood now on the shirt. Hope for you it gets out. Okay sit still now and let me do my work." "Mkay" I put the paper towel on the wound, it wasn't that big but it was bleeding quite a bit. When the bleeding became less I put on the plaster. "and... Done. Now put on a shirt and let's go. How do you even make it on time normally?" "Aunt May brings me cause she know I won't be too late" "well that sucks cause she had to go. She already left" "Shit." "I know. Now put your shirt on. Grab your bag and let's go" He put on the shirt -the one that had blood one- and we got to school. "Yess were gonna be on time" Peter said. "you sound way too surprised" "I know. Didn't think we'd make it." "Well expect the worst. I'm at school now for the first time since the big reveal" "True" "okay. I read a hell lot of books and they're gonna watch you now too since we hang a lot and there will be some press that will assume that were together." "Mkay, I can live with that." "Okay good, cause I don't know if I can" "why not?" "Because the only relationship I have had in my life was with a bunch of fictional characters. I've been asked you know but I always saw those guys as friends. I tried it once with a guy, you know a relation. But we broke up after a week..." "Ahw what happened?" "We decided to break up together. He wanted to be with another girl I knew he liked, it was fine. We were friends for a long time till he moved to Texas, we lost contact." "Mhm. But we're best friends already. I don't even think anyone will change." "Yeah probably, thanks. Let's go, class almost starts" We walked in and the halls were packed with people standing there with their phones, waiting for something... For someone. "There she is!" A kid yelled. Everyone came closer to me and Peter, filming, taking pictures, asking for photos... 2 weeks ago barely anyone knew I existed... Now I'm like a school celeb, I don't know in a good way or in a bad one. Neither I think. I couldn't get to my locker so I just would take my stuff to class. We could barely hear the bell with everyone talking. Peter and I just walked tried getting to class. It took us way too long. We still had to go upstairs and the second bell rang. Class would start right now. The principal came out of his room and yelled: "CLEAR THE HALL! YOU ALL ARE SUPPOSED TO BE IN CLASS. THIS IS A SCHOOL, WE TREAT EVERYONE EQUALLY. MS STARK IS JUST A STUDENT HERE. JUST LIKE YOU ALL ARE. TREAT HER NORMAL. NOW GET TO CLASS EVERYONE!" Finally everyone started to movie. We walked past the principal and I said: "Thank you for that sir, but I prefer to be called Clarke. My mother's surname, it feels more mine than Stark" "okay thank you for informing" we got to class and when Peter and I walked in everyone stared at me till both of us sat down. "Okay let's get class started, I want none of you staring at Ms Clarke-Stark here or you can go downstairs for detention." At least the teachers did not act like everyone else filming or taking pictures or something. After the lesson Betty took me apart on the toilet and asked: "I'm not mad or anything, but why didn't you tell me about your real dad?" "I was scared you'd like freak out and accidentally spill it to Lizz. I didn't tell anyone though till last week when it got told my someone from school. I still wanna know who told it and how they even know" "Okay, that's alright. I forgive you. I'm actually also kind of curious. I don't like it for you with everything around you. But please next time if there's something. Tell me please?" "Okay I will. Thank you so much for understanding Betty" "That's why were friends. Right?" "Yeah that's right" The day went over pretty fast actually. I went to Peter's place so we could work on our project for Spanish. We had to choose an Spanish island and then like 'plan a vacation' to that Island. We chose the Canarias, a group of islands close to the coast of Maroco. We had 2 weeks for the project and also had to present it... In Spanish, I suck at pronouncing shit in Spanish, it's so hard. Like how the hell do those people pronounce the R the S and the J. At 5 PM Happy came to pick me up. Peter and I made a good start for the project. "See you tomorrow Peter" "See ya!" Back in the tower we had dinner. "Wait, Dad. What's the date today?" "Mhm" "he checked his phone real fast and said "It's the first of December. Why?" "Holy shit it's my birthday coming Saturday." "How did you almost forget your own birthday??" "Probably because of all the stuff going on." "We should throw like a big Stark party." "You sure you can all do that in 5 days?" "Yes of course. You turn 17 right?" "Yep" "Wow, almost 18... Can't believe I missed so many years of your life actually. We're definitely gonna throw a big party." "You don't have to, a birthday with presents and cake is good enough" "No it's not. I'm your father and I missed so many years of your life. I want to repay that, you know?" "Okay, if that what works. Then it's alright. I uh, I'll sent some invitation texts to the people I want there. How many can I invite?" "As many as you want. We have like place for 500 at the compound here. "500? I don't even know 500 people. You can also invite some people then I guess." "You sure. It's your birthday?" "Yeah I'm sure. It'll be like a little surprise." After dinner I sent the texts to the people I wanted there... I came on just about 15 people... How do I not know many people? I mean I invited Peter, Ned, Betty, Anna, my mom of course, my aunts, uncle's, cousins, grandparents, Wanda, Bucky (He'd be here anyways since he practically lives here. Same for Wanda) and 1 other friend from California and 3 people from here. I'd assume the other Avengers would come here anyways. But just to be sure I texted the ones I had the number of. The next day almost everyone had answered. All of my family could make it, except an aunt and uncle for the friends from California my Anna could make it. The other girl wanted to come but couldn't cause of the money and she had her grandma's birthday the same day. I was glad that at least Anna could come! Both Peter, Ned and Betty could make it. The other friends from here couldn't make it. 2 were out of the city, they're cousins and went to family in the Netherlands for a dutch tradition thing called Sinterklaas. They explained it's something like Santa for us. I got like really excited and would shop for a birthday outfit Friday and a little birthday present that's definitely gonna be a book. Later that evening Bucky helped me with Spanish, in his unit there were some Spanish guys. He could understand them not a lot but at least a bit and they learned him a bit Spanish. He would help me with my pronunciation since it really sucked. "No the J gotta sound like your choking like ggg" "Damn that really sounds like your choking or something" I tried to pronounce it but it sounded like some cat hissing. Bucky laughed and said. It gotta come out of the back of your throat. I tried it again and failed again. Bucky started laughing more and more cause it kept sounding like an agressive cat. "I'm just making sure I don't pronounce any J's. Spanish sucks." "It doesn't suck, it's a beautiful language. It's like a bit romantic you know." "You do it then" "okay. ¿Quieres tener una cita conmigo?" "What does that mean." "Not important, how come you're so bad at Spanish" "didn't have it till this school. At my old school I could choose between french and Spanish. I like France more and my aunt is French Canadian." "Why didn't you choose it here?" "Didn't have the option" "that sucks. Well let's continue to another letter" we continued, I could pronounce the S pretty good at the end, the R was still hard but according to Bucky it was doable. So that's good.