I stared out of the blacked-out window as Happy drove down the road. I sighed, resting my chin against my closed fist as I just stared at the passing trees and the odd building.

"You okay there, kiddo?" I looked up and gave Happy a small smile as he looked at me through the rear mirror.

"Kind of. I don't know, it just feels like my whole life has been turned upside down." I sighed.

"I hate to break it to you, kid, but your life was turned upside down the moment you were born a Stark." He smiled.

"True that." I chuckled as I looked out of the window again. My eyes widened.

"Oh my god, is that the new Avengers' building?" I scoffed, looking at the gleaming white and silver building that appeared from behind the trees.

"Yes, it is. Welcome to your new home." Happy spoke. I sighed and nodded, sitting back into the seat as he drove down the long driveway that led to the large building. I smiled to myself as I saw dad coming out of the building, ready to greet me as Happy stopped the car. I climbed out and looked up at the massive structure.

"Hey, my favourite daughter." Dad chuckled as I walked up the steps towards him.

"I'm your only daughter, so that doesn't count." I smiled as I hugged him.

"You're my only daughter that I know of." He spoke.

"Dad!" I exclaimed, making him chuckle as he walked me into the building. My eyes widened as I looked around.

"This is incredible, oh my god!" I laughed, looking around at the modern and plush furniture. I walked into the living room and ran my fingers over the back of the black fabric sofa, loving how it felt on my fingertips. I smiled at the sight of the massive flat screen TV that sat above several games' consoles, probably for my dad, Steve and Bruce.

"I love it, dad, I love it." I chuckled, nodding in approval.

"Wait until you see your room." He smiled. My eyebrows furrowed.

"I thought that I was being allowed to decorate it." I sighed.

"Well, you were, but then we had to add some features to help with the...you know, Wanda powers...and we kind of got carried away and did it all. But, don't fear, kiddo, Pepper and Natasha both helped with everything, so I know you'll love it. Let me show you." He nodded. I sighed again and nodded before starting to head up the stairs.

"Where am I going, dad?" I asked.

"Third door on the right." He nodded. I returned it before heading down the hall and opening the door, smiling as it had "Y/N" in blue swirled letters against the otherwise white door. My eyes widened as I walked in and took in my new room. I looked around, smiling at the king-sized bed that was decorated with dozens of red and purple pillows against the canvas of a black throw. Another flat-screen TV sat on the opposite wall, with a set of beautiful white Chester drawers with decadent bronze handles below the TV. All of my old Avengers and band posters sat against the otherwise purple walls, adding random pops of colour. I opened one of the doors that the Chester drawers sat between and my eyes widened further as it opened to reveal a walk-in wardrobe, already stuffed with all of my clothes, with a comfy stool in the middle of my room with in-built shelves for my shoes. I walked back out and looked at my dad.

"What do you think, kid?" dad asked, but I knew that he already knew the answer as he stood there, arms crossed over his chest with a smug look on his face.

"Don't even, you know that I love it!" I laughed as I hugged him tightly. He returned the laugh and hugged me back before pulling away.

"The other door leads to your very own en-suite bathroom, because I knew how much you've always wanted your own bathroom." He chuckled.

"Can you blame me? I live with five men and only two women, all the pee on the floor got very old very quickly." I teased, making him smile and nod.

"And, added bonus, Bruce managed to create a material that would be impenetrable by your...abilities, and we had Wanda test it, so we know that it works. It basically means that if you ever have an episode, you won't blow yourself, or us, or the building, up." He smiled. I returned it and nodded.

"I love it, dad. All of it. It's a lot better than the Avengers' Tower." I chuckled.

"Whilst that may be true, you better believe that we would have stayed there had it not been so badly damaged by Loki." He nodded. I returned it and looked down.

"Anyway, enough of the sad shit, get ready for Monday, because you're starting at Midtown High school." He nodded. My eyes widened slightly.

"But dad, isn't that in, like, midtown New York or something?" I scoffed.

"Well, yeah, but it's far enough away from here for you to not arouse suspicion, and it specialises in science and technology, so it's perfect for a Stark. Also, I know a kid there, so you'll be safe." He nodded.

"Sorry, you know a kid there? Not even a teacher or something?" I chuckled.

"Don't question it, kiddo. Your covert name hasn't changed, and your reading list is there." He nodded, pointing behind me. I turned around and my eyes widened as a high pile of books sat on my white desk.

"I can't read all of that by Monday!" I exclaimed.

"Of course you can, you're a Stark." He chuckled before leaving my room. I sighed and shook my head, but couldn't help but smile as I looked around my new room again.

"Maybe this won't be so bad after all." I mumbled to myself.

~Two days later~

"Good morning, Miss Stark." I groaned and scrunched my eyes shut as my blinds started to peel open, letting sunlight stream into my room.

"FRIDAY, what the hell?" I groaned, talking to my dad's AI system.

"Your father programmed me to wake you up every weekday by opening your blinds at seven a.m. every morning, to wake you up in time for school." She informed.

"Of course he did." I mumbled before sitting up in bed.

"Also, drop the "Miss Stark", call me Y/N, please, FRIDAY." I sighed as I stood up and walked into my wardrobe. I looked around, trying to decide what to wear. I smiled to myself as I grabbed a "Captain Marvel" t-shirt before grabbing black ripped jeans and a flannel shirt. I grabbed my converse before heading back into my room and getting dressed.

"FRIDAY, time." I demanded.

"Seven fifteen a.m." She replied.

"FRIDAY, text Happy and ask him to pick me up and take me to school in half an hour, please." I spoke as I went to my Chester drawers and opened the top drawer.

"Nice." I smiled as it opened to reveal all of my tech, all of it made by my dad, of course. I grabbed my contact lenses case and opened it. I got my weapons' contact out of it, the contact lense that dad had designed for me so that I could always have access to FRIDAY without arousing suspicion. I carefully put it into my eye and blinked, getting it comfortable.

"FRIDAY?" I asked, activating the contact lense.

"Yes, Y/N?" she returned.

"You're good, just checking that you're there." I shrugged to myself.

"I'm always here for you, Y/N." she responded, making me grin as I grabbed my bag and headed downstairs. Steve and dad looked up, Steve from his stool and dad from behind the stove as I walked into the kitchen.

"Morning, kid. How you feeling about today?" dad asked as I sat next to Steve.

"Pretty good, actually. Don't get me wrong, I love being raised by the Avengers, but going to school instead of being home-schooled is the start of a properly normal teenage life." I shrugged.

"Wait, what t-shirt are you wearing?" Steve asked. I looked at him.

"Captain Marvel." I shrugged again as dad slid a plate of pancakes in front of me.

"You had to pick the one Avenger who doesn't live here, didn't you?" he chuckled, sipping his coffee. I smirked and nodded as I took a bite out of my pancakes. Suddenly, my phone buzzed.

Happy: Am out front, ready to go when you are.

"I've got to go, Happy is taking me to school." I nodded, taking Steve's mug of coffee and taking a sip before standing up.

"Hey, that's my coffee!" he exclaimed.

"You can have the rest of my pancakes." I shrugged.

"Your sloppy seconds? I'm good, thanks." He scoffed, making dad chuckle.

"Have a good day, kiddo. Work like a Stark, but behave like a Miller." He spoke, using my fake surname that we used to stop the world from knowing who I really was.

"Will do, dad." I chuckled before opening the door and walking out. I opened the car door and climbed in.

"Midtown High School please, Happy." I smiled as he started to drive.

"I'm still surprised that your dad is sending you there, I mean, isn't that where P-." his eyes widened and he stopped talking quickly. My eyebrows furrowed at him.

"Isn't that where who goes, Happy?" I asked.

"Erm, no one, never mind." He shook his head before continuing to drive.

"Okay, weirdo." I chuckled before looking out of the window.