Daughter of America: a Y/N Rodgers x Bucky Barnes Fanfic (slowburn)

Prologue

          *I am on a plane to NY. Tony offered to fly me out privately but i objected. This is my second plane bc it stopped in another state for weather fml. I board my plane and see a group of HS-ers on a trip boarding too*

me: *putting in headphones*???: *sits next to me and waves*

me: *smiles awkwardly and waves back* hey

???: hi. I don't recognize you from the trip.

me: nah I am just traveling on my own. Meeting my- family in NYC... new custody arrangement.

???: ah, fun?

me: yeah it's good- I think. What was your trip?

???: *starts rambling abt trip*

me: *actually interested bc he's funny*

???#2: *walks up from a few rows down bc the seatbelt sign is off* Peter I can't believe you gave up your seat for Betty Thank youuuuuuu

me: ah so you're name is Peter

???#2: and I'm Ned-.

Flight attendant: *taps Ned's shoulder* sir would you please go back your seat

Ned: *leaves*

me: so peter-

Peter: wait- what's your name?

me: it's a secret.

peter: no why?

me: to compensate for my overshare earlier

peter: no fair

me: yeah too. I'll tell you my name if you give me an overshare.

pete: I live with my aunt in Queens bc my parents died.

me: christ my bad.

pete: *laughs*

me: My name is y/n

pete: well y/n, have you been to the city before?

me: uh- yeah once for a weekend. It's uh- been a while. 

Peter: Ooh you should totally let me show you around!

me: that's be great. also I'm pretty sure we're going to the same school.

pete: midtown???

me: yeah

*ffw peter and I chat the whole way, we land and off he goes just in time for a woman to come up to me*

???: Ms. y/l/n?

me: uh yeah?

???: I'm Natasha Romanoff. Your dad sent me to pick you up.

me: *saw the text from Steve earlier* ah. nice to meet you Ms. Romanoff... I am actually like a huge fan, so– uh– sorry.

Nat: *laughs* please, call me nat. Your dad just had to finish up a meeting with the UN about Barnes so– yeah.

me: oh yeah I saw something on the news about that, and btw you can call me y/n.

Nat: well let's hop to it, y/n.

*we get in a sports car*

me: omg this is so cool...

Nat: Is that what you're wearing? no offense-

me: *in a pair of black sweatpants and a Queen T-Shirt w/ my hair in a messy bun* where are we going?