[Yesterday sucked. Two people died, one being David Bowie. This year isn't starting off as well as I had hoped.]

You're completely surprised to get a phone call from Natasha Romanoff, number 2, main setter and Captain of the female volleyball team at Avengers high. She had offered you a place on the team after hearing from a friend that Hydra High doesn't have a girls volleyball team.

You had accepted without actually thinking about it, because you finally get to play on an actual team. To be an actual member.

"Hey," Bucky plops down on the bench, unties his pony tail and takes a sip from his water. "You okay?"

You nod absently. "I got offered a place on a volleyball team. They said I could play ace and have number 1."

He smiles. "Yeah? That's awesome. For what team?"

"Well," You rub the back of your head sheepishly, not really knowing how to explain to your boyfriend that you had gotten into the volleyball teams rival school. "Avengers High..?"

"What!" Bucky whips around to meet your eyes. "Tell me you're joking."

"Why would I joke about that? You know how long I've been wanting to play on an actual team."

"Then join one at the gym or something!"

"No, Bucky, just listen. This is a great opportunity for me to-"

He shakes his head and stands. "Whatever. I'm assuming you're transferring, too?"

You frown, taken aback. "Yes, I am."

"Good."

"You prick," You hiss, slamming past him and grab your bag. "I'm assuming we're breaking up, then?"

"Fine!"He shouts as you slam the gym door. Turning, Bucky finds the other players staring in shock. "What!" He growls, staring at the door in hope that you'd come back in and say that you're not joining the Avengers volleyball team. But you don't and you do.
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"Nice!" Steve hollers as you land on your feet after spiking his quick toss.

It's a little after practice and all the others have gone home, but Steve had offered to stay and help.

"Thanks," You grin, rolling your shoulders. "Let's call it a day, yeah?"

He nods. "Sure thing. You've got a game tomorrow, right?"

"Yup."

"With which school?"

You pause as you untie your shoelaces. "Hydra High."

"What?" He turns in surprise. "Didn't you leave that school because they didn't have a volleyball team for girls?"

"Yeah," You huff, tugging off your knee pads. "They started one right after I left. A day later, even."

"Hey," He knocks his elbow against yours. "Don't worry about it. You have us now, the Avengers, right?"

"Right," Throwing an arm around his neck, you shout, "We are the mighty Avengers. Assemble!"
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You suck in a deep breath, wiggle your fingers as Natasha sets you. You spike it down with no problem, already having done this a hundred times before.

"Nice kill!"

Trotting to the back of the line, you spot Steve waving you over. You head over to him and knuckle bump his palm. "Hey."

"Yo," He puts a hand on your shoulder and shakes you. "You have got this, (Y/n). Okay? Stop looking like you're about to throw up."

"But that's how I feel, Steve. I hope my jerk of an ex-boyfriend doesn't show."

"About that.."

"Steve," You groan, making a face when his cheeks turn pink. "Tell me you're not."

"I'm not what?"

"Having a game with Hydra High?" You smack his arm when he ducks his head. "You are! Oh my god, why didn't you tell me?"

He waves his hands helplessly. "No, don't worry. Don't worry. We're playing them after the girls' sets. They probably won't even show up until your game is over."

Right when he finish his sentence, a pack of girls step into the gym, Hydra High Volleyball team stitched into their jackets. They survey the room with sharp eyes, nodding to each other and walk over to their designated area.

And then the guys step in, led by James freaking Barnes.

"I hate you," You hiss, slapping the back of his head and he huffs.

"Okay. I deserved that one."

"You have no idea what I'm going to do to you after the games, Steven."

There's a choking sound from behind and you turn to find Grant Ward standing there with wide eyes. "What the hell did I just witness?"

"Shut up," You snap, grabbing Steve by the wrist and tug him towards the Avengers side of the court. "Don't think I don't know where to hide a body. Because I do."

The referee blows his whistle, you send Steve one last death glare before running onto the court.

Halfway through the game, the Avengers being completely smashed by Hydra, Bucky steps into your line of vision at the end of their court.

Natasha sets, you jump off the group and picture the ball to be Bucky's face. The blockers don't have a chance as the ball goes right through their hands.

"Whoa," Natasha grins as you huddle up. "You got though three blockers. How did you even.."

You shrug and run back to your place.

Thanks to Bucky, you destroyed Hydra in the last set and won the game.

"I knew you could win," Steve says after you jog off the court, picking you up by the waist and twirls you in the air as you laugh. "What did I say, huh?"

"Yeah," You don't even see the kiss coming. He leans forward, presses his lips to yours, and the girls around you squeal.

And then the sound of a ball hitting the courts floor echo's through the gym as you pull away, staring up at Steve and don't even see Bucky storming out of the room.