Like hell I wasn’t going! I was in my room choosing which outfit to wear. I will not pass up a chance to be in the same room with THOR for all the powers in the world! Plus Spidy will be there, come on!

“You should just lay low Vick.” Ben grumbled from my door.

“Bloody hell!” I scream in shock. I clutch my heart for it was beating waaaaaay to fast, my breathing was fast and rapid as I look at the life size walking rock, damn that was mean!

“Sorry to scare you. I just-” Ben reached out for me but I involuntarily cringe and he holds back. “Never mind.” he turned to leave.

“Wait.” I said. He looks at me with sadness in his eyes, and I feel like crap. “No need to apologize, I was just startled is all.” To lighten the mood I reach for a pink top I’d dumped on my bed and lifted it up for him to see, “Wad do ya think?”

“That if you wore that thing you’d shoot yourself.” he mumbled gruffly, then we both burst out laughing. The top had a very interesting history, it was low cut starting from the left shoulder with a graffiti dragon wrapped around a graphical rose, it was the most horrible/cool/unique top I’ve ever seen and owned in my life.

“This?” I lift a plain green one instead.

“Trust me Vick, green is not your colour.” He walked into my room comfortably now, and I smile at him. This was fun, Ben is funny and sweet if you got passed his facial appearance. “I really think it’s a bad idea for you to crash this party- er, meeting”

“I’m not crashing!” I hold up a pair of really sexy black pants. “It’s for super powered hero’s only right? I’m super powered, I’m just not a hero…yet.”

“First of all, not all superheroes have powers, second, having powers doesn’t make up a hero and third, yes, you are crashing.” He counted them off on his stubby orange-brown fingers.

“Which hero do you know without a superpower? Armors, crystals and toxic stuff don’t count.” I say smugly.

“Hawkeye, Black Widow, Black panther…okay scratch him. Captain America? No…”

“Have you seen Hawkeye with his bow and arrow? That has gotta be a super power.”

We continued to chat for an hour, to a point when I realize he was trying to distract me and I practically throw him from my room to finish getting ready.

“All right, all right,” Ben gruffly laughs. “I’m going, I’m going!”

It was already 8:30 and I still had nothing to wear and I was going into full panic mode, I nervously pick up a pair of ripped jean that covered less skin then a band aid.

“Uh-un, no way in hell are you wearing that!” Ben pointed from the door.

“I wasn’t!” I dropped the jeans and glare at the door, “Out!”

9:15

“Damn I’m so screwed!” I start pacing around the room and begin hyperventilating, I can’t do this! Reed will be so mad, does Reed get mad? I’m not ready to find out. “Aaaaaargh!” I hold my head and sink to the floor and just wait for a breakdown, but Herbie interrupts before that could be achieved.

“Excuse me Madam, but if I may say something.” It was more of a statement then a question.

“Why not, before my brain fails just say what you want right now” I grumble.

“Iron Man is approaching the building, he called to inform Master Richard 5 minutes ago”

“THE Tony Stark is coming here! Correction- he will be here!?”

“Yes Miss”

“Shut up, no way!”

“Shutting up Miss”

“Don’t play with me Herbie” I smile involuntarily. “Who else is Reed expecting at the moment Herbie?”

“I really shouldn’t say…” his robotic voice chips, “But Spiderman, Falcon, Wasp and Hawkeye will be late, Black Panther, Vision, Black Widow, Ant Man, White Tiger, Captain America and Nick fury with Mockingbird will be on time. Iron Fist, Nova, and Power Man are ultimately expected to arrive. No word from Hulk, Wolverine, Winter Soldier, She-Hulk, Silver Surfer and Thor and all the rest. X-men members are not to be expected.”

“What’s Nick Fury doing on the list? He’s a spy! Not a hero’s”

“But he’s saved the world more then we’ll ever know.” The disembodied voice replied.

“Point” I concede. I rub my chin, these were the super hero heavy weights, what could I possibly do now!? I look nervously at my phone, 9:30. That’s it! I give up! I’m not going.

“Knock knock!” Johnny says and just walks calmly into my room. He paused as he saw the mess around my room, he looks up at me with a sly smile. “What are you doing?” he points to the various things around my room, “Who are you digging through your closet getting ready for?”

I remain silent and his smile grew into a wolfish grin, “Don’t tell me it’s for the meeting…” still silence. “Oh man! This is going to be so bad!”

He looks around the room with glee, like a kid in a candy store, “Just wait till Reed finds out, your ass ain’t going no-where!”

“Shut the fuck up Johnny!” I slump down on my bed, “I’m not even going, I change my mind. I can’t do it…” I whisper.

“So you’re chickening out before you even get your feet wet?” he laughs, laughs at me, and it hurts. “You do nothave what it takes for the hero business, you just don’t have the gut for it.”

“What are you saying!?” I snapped at him.

“What I’m saying is that if you’re afraid to be in a room with normal people with abnormal abilities, what chance do you have of fighting against high power-crazed psycholo-maniacs?”

“Psycolo…maniacs…?” I test the word. “Sweet.”

“Now you just stay in here like a good pet puddle and don’t get yourself into any trouble.” He turns his back on me and walks to the door, I glance at my phone one last time,

9:45

“Hey Johnny.” I call.

He turns, “What?”

I take a baseball pitcher stance, lift my left leg high up infront of me and pitch a rock solid ice ball straight at his Rock Star hot face. He turns just in time to absorb the impact with the back of his head and it hits him squarely at the base of his neck and his whole body tremors uncontrollably.

“Oh,” he turns back menacingly, “you will pay for that.” I see small flames of fire dancing at the tip of his finger nails, he looks so crazily sexy hot, but I stand my ground. “Do your worst.” I spit back like a child, oh great job Vick, that should scare em!

“Master Johnny,” Herbie interrupts.

“WHAT” Johnny spit out.

“Your sister wishes me to inform you that Mr. Stark has arrived and that you should go meet him.”

His flames extinguish, his posture straightens up, his eye’s never leaving mine. I look away.

“Alright” Johnny says. He briskly walks out of the room without so much as another word.

“Herbie?” I say. “Your timing is spot on perfect.” I commend.

And that’s when I went into super hyper mode, one would think I had super speed! Grabbing this top, pulling on that jean, relentlessly brushing my hair, brushing my teeth just in case, swashing on lip gloss, eye shadow, I was on fire! And I was determined. Determined to prove Johnny wrong, I should probably thank him for giving me this new insight, I honestly was thinking of backing down, backing out! Well not anymore, I’m going through with this plan! Even if it fails, atleast I tried, and that counts for a lot!

I take one last look at myself in the mirror, yeap, I look hot. And screw anyone who thinks otherwise, I know my own beauty and thats good enough for me.

“Herbie?”

“Yes Miss?”

“Tell Susan I’m ready…”

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     Hope I didn’t take too long!

    The meeting will be in the next chapter, I promise!

    I just needed to get this up there, Johnny and Vick need as much alone time as possible, and where there hell is Fifi? :p

    I love this story, and I love writing it for you guys, just a quick note;

     THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH, I’M ALMOST AT MY FIRST THOUSAND! KEEP IT UUUUUUUUUUUP!

~Ya Gal Vicky. Completely and utter blissful…