Stucky High School AU

Chapter One

**Russian = underlined and in italics **

Steve's pov

Natasha really hadn't said much about her long lost family friend, possible distance relative from Russia who was staying with her. In fact, she hadn't said a god damn thing, so the first anyone actually heard about it was when she turns up late almost a month into the senior school year with a gloomy, dark featured boy trudging along behind her.

They arrive pretty much half way though lunch, Natasha calmly and elegantly sashaying through the chaos of the cafeteria with her usual confident air while her unexpected friend marches along behind her. He has an aggressive, shut off hunch in his shoulders and a hard exasperated glare which gave him a strong sense of dominance and immunity to his surroundings. It was quite demeaning to be in his presence. Nat flicks her cherry red bob like she owns the place, which she pretty much does. Everyone worships the badass redhead either out of fear or awe.

"This is James Barnes." she nods to the guy dragging his feet behind her. James, although sporting a sour expression, evidently has facial features of absolutely beautiful potential. I think it's the structure of his face. He has a very nice jaw line. And I'm saying this from a totally artistic point of view but he's like really well designed. Okay that's a weird thing to say but it's just, he has this level of contrast to him with this rough, dark look yet his hair and eyes and lips seemed so soft and light. I'd really like to draw him sometime. Just for, you know, art reasons. "He's staying with us from Russia." Nat continues in a bored tone, slipping into her seat beside Clint. A lazy string of half assed greetings sweeps over the group.

The guy mumbles something in Russian, flicking a stand of his dark, soft looking, overgrown hair from his face and then states in a heavy, angry sounding accent "Bucky."

Nat rolls her eyes and starts again this time with obvious sarcasm "Hi everyone, this is Bucky. He's staying with us from Russia."

"That's better." the guy, Bucky, states gruffly.

"Yeah whatever, just sit down asshole." Nat turns to the group and Bucky slinks down into a seat next to Tony "he moved here from Russia so his English is shit and mum said I had to translate for him which means he'll be hanging out with us from now on. Anyways James, this is Steve, Clint, Tony and Bruce." She signals to each person around the group each of which give a lazy wave or nod. Bruce quickly returns to doing what seemed to be Tony's homework and Clint went back to sleeping with his head on the table. I manage to catch his eye and give him a smile, he stares at me for the rest of her introducing which is kinda unnerving.

"Like the fuck I care." He glares at Nat once she'd finished talking.

Nat stares at him blankly, "He says it's nice to meet you all." She announces to the group. I nod along with it until Tony snorts suddenly.

"Uh no he most certainly did not." He points out with a laugh.

Nat kicks him under the table, sending him a warning glare "Uh yeah he did." She hisses.

"Alright missy, if you say so." Tony shrugs, still laughing.

Bucky looks slightly more engaged, turning to Tony with a faint smirk gracing his lips "You speak Russian?"

Shrugging, Tony starts to explain something to him "Eh, I can understand some of it, just from being around Tasha for so long I would say. You understand English?"

"Eh." Bucky shrugs and wobbles his hand somewhat uncommitted. He nods towards me, still talking to Nat. "Your friends are somewhat drab but I'd totally let him fuck the hell out of me any day."