37-D2's POV
As the Avengers filed into the room they each held a look of pity and sadness. I shook it off desperately hoping that they didn't heard me and Steve's conversation. But i knew they had when Tony didn't make one snarky comment throughout the whole of lunch.
"Hey so um...We're thinking you could do some training with us tomorrow?" Clint asked.
My eyes lit up in excitement. "Yes please!"
Steve chuckled slightly as my eagerness.
"Yeh and don't worry." Tony smirked. "We'll take it easy on you kiddo."
I raised my eyebrows. "What makes you think you'll need to?"
"Cuz you're a weak, little girl." Tony stated as though it were obvious.
"You're a short, annoying guy." I fired back.
Steve and Clint burst out laughing and i could see Sam, Nat and some tall guy with blue eyes and brown hair suppressing smiles.
"Yeh well this short annoying guy is the person whose roof you're under." Tony stated.
"And this weak little girl is the person who escaped you all so many times." I growled.
"I mean...she's not wrong." Clint said.
The brown haired guy started laughing. "She what!"
"Oh shut it Bucky." Steve said, but he himself was trying hard not to laugh.
"Um...I have some work to do on my laptop so I should probably get going." I excused myself. "Call me when you need me."
I then ran down the corridor before questions were asked.
Steve's POV
"Okay..." Sam began. "Did anyone else find that a little weird."
"Yeh she's definitely up to something." Nat agreed, a small smile on her face.
"Anyone care to wager suggestions...?" I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me.
"Probably up to no good." Tony stated, still looking at the corridor where the girl had run off down.
"Think we knew that already." Clint grinned.
Bucky snorted. "I think i'm gonna like this girl!"
I raised an eyebrow at him. "She's causes enough trouble already, don't need you contributing to it."
He nodded, but I could still see the familiar mischevious shine in his eyes.
"I'm gonna go see what she's up too." Sam said, before standing up and walking out the room.
"HEY!" Bucky yelled. "How come he gets to have all the fun!"
"YEH!" Clint agreed.
Tony rolled his eyes, as I supressed a smile at their childishness.
Sam's POV
I peered through the slightly open door of the girls bedroom. I saw her sitting cross-legged on the floor, her computer open in her lap. Her hazel eyes were narrowed in concentration, her brows furrowed in focus.
"Hey Exel what are you up too?" I asked her.
She whipped around, shutting her laptop immediantly.
"Well I'd be lying if I said that wasn't a little suspicious." I smirked
"Well I'd be lying if I said that spying on a 14 year old wasn't a little suspicious." She shot back.
I grinned.
"And who the hell is Exel?" She asked, a confused look on her face.
"Well your name is 37-D2 is it not?" I questioned and she nodded hesitantly. "Yeh well Nick Van Exel is a famous basketball whose number is 37."
"Okay! Thanks!" She exclaimed, her face breaking out in grin.
I raised an eyebrow, not expecting that reaction. "Thanks?"
"Yeah! You gave me a name that isn't just a bunch of numbers!" She smiled.
I couldn't help but smile back at the girl, she seemed to have that effect on me.
"Anyyyyy whoozle." I said. "Back to my first question of what you were doing?"
She made a face that looked as though she was in deep thought. "Oh well, might as well tell you!"
I smiled again as I sat down next to her. I looked at the screen, multiple lines of letters and numbers were appearing on the screen.
"What's happening?" I asked, a bit unsure of what she was doing.
"Hacking Starkie." She replied bluntly.
I raised my eyebrows. "WHAT!"
"Geezus!" She rubbed her ears. "Are you deaf or something?"
"Why are you hacking into Starks computer systems!?" He questioned, a bit exasperated with the situation he was in.
"Cuz it's fun and i'm bored." She deadpanned.
I thought a bit. "Screw it let's do it."
She smiled at me, before turning back to her screen and typing a few more things into her computer at lightning speed. In a matter of moments, a video of everyone sitting in the living room was brought up.
"Wait where did you get that?" I asked her, thoroughly intrigued at this point.
"Its the security cameras" She replied.
My eyes widened, as I thought of how impressive this girl really was. I watched as they all talked amongst each other, before Tony pulled up a hologram of a young boy.
"Whose that?" She questioned me, pointing to the hologram.
"Not sure...?" I shrugged.
"Charlie Spencer apparently." Her eyes squinting.
"How'd you know?" I asked, completely befuddled as the computer wasn't emitting sound.
"Lip-reading." She answered.
Jesus, i thought to myself. What cant this girl do?
"Can you tell me what they're saying?" I asked her.
"Umm yeh." She replied, her eyes completely focused on the screen. "Something about how he was killed in Sokovia and how he had a future ahead of him and how you guys need to be out in line, wait wait now Steve is talking. He's objecting saying that they need to have a choice. Sorry they're all talking quite fast its hard to keep track. But overall its basically the government wanting to put a leash on you guys. Seems Tony, Nat, Rhodey and Vision agree and Steve, Clint and Bucky disagree."
"What about Wanda?" I asked, knowing that she was still traumatised from what had happenned in recent events.
"She seems to be staying pretty quiet, not saying much, looks almost guilty if you ask me. Why what happened to her?"
"Something happened, where people got hurt and she blames herself." I sighed, not wanting to go into detail.
She nodded.
"What are they saying now?"
She sighed. "They're talking about me...and how they don't know If they can trust me..."
I pursed my lips, as a sad and frustrated look came over her face.
"I need some fresh air, i'll be outside on the roof if you need me." She said before walking off.
My shoulders sagged. I felt bad for the poor girl, I really did. I mean after listening to the story she told Steve, only a monster wouldn't.
Even with the short time I had spent with her I already trusted her, and was upset myself that my team mates didnt trust her.
"Guys why dont you trust her?" I huffed as I walked back into the lounge.
"Wait how the hell do you know?" Tony asked.
"That's not the point." I exclaimed.
"It is now, how the hell did you know what we were discussing when you weren't even in the room?" Tony questioned, as everyone else in the room had stopped their conversations and were now focusing on us.
"The girl is a hacker okay now why don't you trust her?" I asked.
The room seemed to freeze.
"You don't think she's the hacker who hacked us multiple times?" Nat reasoned.
"She could be..." Tony rubbed his chin in thought.
"I mean judging by her speed, strength and smarts I'd say she's around 16 to 18?" Steve suggested.
"She 14." I butted in.
"SHE'S WHAT!"
Ahhhhhh i love sam so much, anyways so as you know its civil war time, still deciding whose team she'll be on thought...