"Freya, wait up" Jace said racing down the hallway after her. "Business huh?" He said looking at the battered timetable she held, "Joke of a class, I mean who cares about Management Activities?"
Freya flipped her golden blonde hair out of her face before replying "Managers maybe" she retorted pushing open the old door with a sharp jud. "You know light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until they speak." She huffed dropping her books onto the table "Just like you"
"Haha your hilarious"
"I know" she replied simply taking her seat on the plastic bucket chair before turning her concentration to the window, the sky was dark the dull grey that came just before it snowed. Freya wasn't paying attention to anything around her till the door burst open revealing three drastically varying characters.
A man in a clean suit that looked around uninterested, a blonde man with a casual look and lastly a man who Freya thought and maybe even hoped she would never see again
"Dad"
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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FanficDaughter of Thor . Niece of Loki Laufeyson. Princess of Asgard. Diplomate of Earth. Freya is many things and has many responsibilities, usually she would do more than expected, give a hundred and ten percent as Phil Coulson once said.
