1075... 1075... 1075...

Andi had expected a lot out of her first day in a new school. Her first day in high school. She thought, based on all the movies she had watched with Steve since he had some catching up to do as well, that she would either make a friend immediately, by chance, or she'd figure her way around easily.

But so far, ever since Rhodey dropped her off, Andi had nearly been run over twice in the parking lot for not looking where she was going, and after managing to find the main office and getting her class schedule and locker combination, she was now struggling to find her locker, even though she had the number scribbled out on a piece of paper.

After looking down both sides of the hallway a few times, Andi spotted the number 1068 ahead. That meant that her locker had to be close by, so she sped up, keeping her eyes on the locker numbers that she passed.

Andi wasn't good at looking where she was going, because her mind was elsewhere. This was evidenced by the two time she nearly got run over in the parking lot, and right now was no different, because in her quest to find her locker, she slammed right into someone that had been walking in the opposite direction.

Andi fall to her back, while the other person probably did the same. She took a moment to gather her bearings before she sat up to see that the other person — a boy — had gotten up already. He had earphones dangling down the side of his leg, and she assumed that, till she walked right into him, they'd been in his ears.

"Oh, God, I- I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" He asked, holding a hand out to help.

Andi accepted his hand, and rose to her feet, glancing around to make sure she hadn't dropped anything besides the slip of paper that had her locker number and combination on it. She picked that up before looking at the brown-haired boy in front of her.

"That was my fault. Sorry. I think I got a little obsessed with trying to find my locker," she explained with a small chuckle, to try and lighten the mood.

It seemed to work. The boy rubbed the back of his neck and chuckled a little too. "I can... if you want, I could probably..." he wasn't finishing his sentences, but he held his hand out for her paper, so she got the message.

Andi nodded and handed it over to him before he took her exactly three steps further down the hallway where they came to stand in front of her locker. "These can be tricky sometimes," he explained, nodding to the lock on the door. He looked at the combination once, put it in and then tugged the lock a few times, in a certain direction, before it opened up.

Andi grinned and accepted the piece of paper back from him. "Thanks."

He smiled and began to fiddle with his earphones. "No problem, uh..."

His pause made her realise that he was waiting for her to introduce herself, so she blinked a few times, as the realisation dawned on her, before replying. "Oh, Andi. My name's Andi. Andi Owen."

Thanks to Nick Fury, Tony had helped her get a new fake identity, just in case HYDRA was still sniffing around for her. And Andi knew that her mother was still out there somewhere.

"Andi," he nodded, as if testing the name on his tongue before he spoke again. "Well, welcome to Midtown High School," he said with a smile and then gestured to himself. "And I'm Peter Parker."