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My internet sucks right now I'm sorry lol
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I walk into the room that the ceiling person, Friday, gives me instructions to and flip the light on. The minute the room is filled with light I look around purely amazed.

Yeah, I had been in the room earlier before dinner but I didn't get a chance to really look around.

There's a huge bed up against one wall covered in dark blue and grey blacks with a white bedside table next to it. I run my fingers over the top of it and it lights up, it's like a touch screen I guess. I stare at the lights for a minute after I pull my hand away and it disappears going back to looking like a normal bedside table. Weird but ok.

I keep looking around and find a really nice desk built into the wall, a neat stack of books on top of it. There's also two dark blue boxes stacked neatly on top of each other, the bottom one clearly bigger then the top by at least three.

Finally my eyes land on the thing I did notice when I first came in. I mean who wouldn't notice it. There are six huge windows looking out into what seems like the woods which would be great for sneaking out as. I would go now but that would be extremely risky so no, I'm not going on patrol. Not right now at least.

I grab the two boxes off the desks and move over to the huge bed, sitting down and making a face at how many blankets there are. I have spent many cold nights at the community home where I wished we had more blankets but this, this right here, yeah, this was to much.

I open the smallest box first and almost drop it in awe. There's one of the newest Stark phones, something that usually costs thousands of dollars and from what I have heard is even better then most phones out there.

I mean, why wouldn't it be better? It's made by Mr Stark, it's obviously going to be epic.

I honestly don't even know how I'm supposed to use it. I had a phone with May which I brought over to the community home but it was never up to date.

I stare at it before placing it down on to the bedside table and watch as a symbol pops up on it, saying that it was charging. Wait, the table charges the phone? That's epic.

I look away from it and open the next box up to see a Stark laptop. I stare at it as well then the phone in awe. I don't even know how to use these. I mean it's going to be great to have an actually good laptop at school instead of the old one that the city provided to the community home but still.

School.

What am I going to do at school?

I already have enough trouble there I don't want to be known as the kid who got adopted by Mr Stark. That would cause people to act fake and try to get closer to me. I like it just being me and Ned. MJ hangs out with us sometimes but I don't know if I would count her as a friend yet. No, I don't want anyone to know yet. Maybe Ned later on but not anyone right now.

I push everything away from myself and put all of the new Stark stuff on the bedside table which informs me that the are charging with a little notification. I turn away from it and try to bury myself under the blankets but it gets hot too quick. Like extremely hot.

I push off most of the blankets, letting a chill run up my back before I wrap a big blanket around myself and pull the laptop into my lap.

I quickly learn that Mr Stark and Miss Pepper set up an account for me so I play around on it for a little, learning about the system and drooling over how nice it is. When I look up I see that it is getting dark out so I pull up Star Wars on the laptop. I start to get up to turn the lights off but I notice that on the screen of the table there is a button. This is so cool.

The lights go off and I watch the movie as I fall asleep.

It doesn't last for long though, my nice state of peace. It actually ends rather quickly. The nightmares are getting worse and worse. I don't know how long I sleep but I know it's not for long. I wish I could figure it out and try to sleep but I haven't been able to sleep in months. It's just easier to stay awake then to sleep.

I stare out the windows in the room for a few minutes, it's still dark but the dim lights from my room plus the ones that light up the paths around whatever this huge building is called. I debate sneaking out for a couple minutes but shake the thought from my head before leaving the room. I don't feel comfortable calling it mine yet.

I take a deep breath and wonder into the living room, knowing the direction this time and am surprised to see that Captain America and the Winter Solider are up as well. They seem to be having a conversation on the couch, easily making conversation but Captain America stops talking to look at me.

I smile innocently and he smiles back a little. The news is playing some old cartoons and I guess that makes sense, they are like a hundred years now I guess.

"Hey Peter," Steve says and I nod in acknowledgment. He seems to understand and James looks at me.

"Hey Pete," James says and I nod at him too. "Why are you up, it's early kid." He says and Steve nudges him.

"Bucky leave the kid alone," Steve says and I realize that no one calls him James. It's always Bucky. I guess I should call him that too. I look to the time on the tv and see it's like four thirty.

I shoot them another smile before walking into the kitchen and looking for where I can get a cup. I start looking through the drawers and someone joins my side.

"You getting a drink?" James, Bucky, says and I nod. He reaches into a cabinet and hands me a light blue glass. I stare at it, shocked slightly by the bright colored glass and Bucky chuckles. "Stark is weird, he likes red so we had to get some blue stuff in here." He says and I laugh a little, nodding. "We are here for you ok kid? I know it's weird coming into this and meeting a bunch of people, it's kind of overwhelming," Mr Bucky says and I nod a little because it is strange. "I was in your position, trust me, it gets weirder around here," He grins and I almost choke on the water I had gotten. He laughs at my reaction and leaves to go hang out with Mr Steve again.

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Originally Written: 12/03/19
Republished / Rewritten: 10/14/20
Proofread By: Ian H.