The song at the top of this chapter is called "Drømte mig en drøm i nat" ("I dreamt a dream this night"). It is a really beautiful rendition of the song that the mystery lady sings in Finnley's dream world thing in this chapter (just realized that that sounds really weird when I actually say it). I highly recommend listening to it (especially as you read the scene where she sings it) because it is just genuinely so beautiful and it gives me goosebumps every time.

Trigger Warning: slight implications of physical abuse in the first few paragraphs
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Soon after I finished explaining my adjustments to the alarm clock and my AI, we look over to the clock and discover that it is somehow 9:24 pm. Ms. Santina is going to kill me...

After quickly discussing that on school days we should come over right after school and stay until 8:30, and on Weekends we can come in whenever as long as we get at least 4 hours in, I and Peter rushed out of there, well more specifically I rushed out of there and had to drag Peter with me. My regular curfew is 9:00, so I am beyond screwed and no doubt have a lot to look forward to when I get back to the orphanage (note the sarcasm).

I speed walk in the direction of the orphanage with Peter trailing behind trying to stay caught up and somehow he is miserable failing. Seriously, he is Spiderman, he should be able to stay caught up with my gay power walk- but apparently not.

Eventually, we get to the street corner where I and Peter have to split up to head home. I half debate just joining Peter and crashing at his place. Aunt May has always loved me and always says that I am welcome anytime and I really do not want to find out what was waiting for me when I got back to the orphanage. But once again, what I thought was very sound reasoning, I decide that I need to go back, I can't leave the others alone with a very angry Ms. Santina. So I grudgingly turn the corner and continue walking to my 'home.'

I will spare you the details of what happened when I got back to the orphanage; I'm sure you have a pretty good idea, and the author really just does not like writing that kind of thing.

After Satan finally got tired, ran out of harsh words to throw at me, which didn't seem possible, and thoroughly scolded me for staying out past my curfew, I was left to collect myself in a heap on the floor.

When I finally caught my breath once again I lifted myself up off the floor, cleaned up the blood, and wobbled up the stairs toward my room.

The moment I opened the closet door, I abruptly faceplant on my dry crusty mattress almost instantly succumbing to a truly exhausted sleep.

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(Start the song here if you would like to listen to it)

The soft sound of the small waterfall is the first sound I hear, it is then followed by the gentle feeling of the sun on my face, next is the feeling of the soft grass on my hands, then the smell of the fresh water and blooming plants, lastly is the feeling of comfort that comes from the lady sitting next to me.

A soft smile bores onto my face when I lean against the mysterious woman that I have learned to love and cherish so much as she begins to sing once again, just like every other night.

Drømte mig en drøm i nat

om silke og ærlig pæl,

Bar en dragt så let og glat

i solfaldets strålevæld

nu vågner den klare morgen

I never really take the time to fully appreciate how much these dreams, or whatever they are, truly mean to me. They provide a constant in my life that I can look forward to every night and bask in the comfort of throughout the day.

Til de unges flok jeg gik,

jeg droges mod sang og dans.

Trøstigt mødte jeg hans blik

og lagde min hånd i hans

nu vågner den klare morgen

I wish I could know why this same lady shows up in my dreams every night, but I am certainly in no way against it. She carries such a welcoming and warm comfort to her that pulls me towards her and with her, I feel as if nothing else matters in that moment and that I could do and accomplish anything with her.

Alle de andre på os så,

de smilede, og de lo.

Snart gik dansen helt i stå,

der dansede kun vi to

nu vågner den klare morgen

I don't know who this lady is, but I feel as if I have known her my entire life. In a way, I have, as long as I can remember I have been having these dreams. However, even further than that, I feel like she is part of my life more than just the mysterious person that I see in my dreams. When I am with her I feel as if there is a deep part of me that is slightly fitted together and without her, it is empty again, yet I can not pick the pieces out or place them together on my own.

Drømte mig en drøm i nat

om silke og ærlig pæl.

Bar en dragt så let og glat

i solfaldets strålevæld

nu vågner den klare morgen

Just like every other night when she finishes the song she takes the hand that was previously running through my hair and places it on my cheek. She then takes her other hand and carefully tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. Without words, she lovingly leans down to place a gentle kiss on my forehead and then gives me a smile that says a thousand words as it all fades away once again.

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It has been about a week since I and Peter started the internship, and I was totally over it- I  DEFINITELY was still not TOTALLY FREAKING OUT?!?!! I mean why would I?? I am only just going to Stark Towers, the most impressive technically advanced place in the entire world, and working in Tony motherfucking Stark's freaking personal lab EVERY DAY?!?!?! What made you think I would still be freaking out?!?!!?

However, of course, I obviously did not show this, even though I totally wasn't still freaking out anyways, I had to keep up my badass appearance and fangirling would certainly taint that.

A lot has happened in the past week though. Firstly, Tony, he told me to call him that I am not being rude I swear, actually started allowing us to work on things besides just broken alarm clocks and we even helped improve some of the avenger's weapons. I and MJ have gotten closer, and I am realizing that they may quite literally be the coolest and most badass person ever. I have been getting closer to Peter and his friends, even including Ned, surprisingly. And lastly, the bullying from Flash and his goons has somehow seemed to get even worse. They really took offense to the idea that we are apparently Tony Stark's personal interns and has made it his life goal to not only 'prove' it to everyone and make sure no one believes that we work at SI, but also make our lives a living hell for it, even though it was something that I did not even want to advertise in the first place.

And now, on top of all that, I find myself here; sitting in my last class of the day, Advanced sciences and biochemistry, practically vibrating with nerves. Usually, I would be ecstatic right about now as I get excited about going to SI after school, but today I am terrified to.

For some context, yesterday, Tony casually mentioned that tomorrow (today) he is going to introduce me and Peter to the rest of the avengers- AS IF THAT ISN'T A BIG DEAL AT ALL. So I am, and have been freaking out for the entire day about how I am going to have to meet some of the most powerful, deadliest, and most intimidating people probably quite literally ever. So in short, I am positively shaking in my custom baby seal leather boots.

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I pretty much zoned out for the majority of the day today, at least that was until Tony decided to bring up my worst fear once again... talking to new people... UUHGGHGHGHGHH

"Alright kids, we got a lot done today. How about we go down for supper and then you can meet the rest of the Avengers!" Tony said excitedly as if we would be excited about that. I and Peter both look towards each other and his face pretty much reflects what I am feeling as well. Tony should have known not to stick two socially awkward and anxious kids in a room with a bunch of superheroes.

Before we can refuse Tony starts to push us through the doors and into the elevator already heading up towards our doom

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