Malila's POV

I sat in my S.H.I.E.L.D. classroom, right next to my best friend Jackson. On my other side sat Carter, my secret boyfriend. We were in band, and we all played the trumpet. Not that we were good....
"Alright, Warm Up time. Posture! Pulse! Breathe!" Mr. Johnson yelled. We jolted up and held our trumpets to our lips. We started the warm up when.....
*BEEP BEEP BEEP! BEEP BEEP BEEP!* Crap! A fire drill!
We all filed outside and chatted quietly, trying very hard not to laugh at Adil, who kept saying, "Please be a real fire!"
Turns out it wasn't and we got back in the classrooms. We worked on Jurrasic Park's Theme until the bell rang, then I raced Jackson and Carter to the bathrooms and we changed. When we got into the gym, we realized that Coach W. wasn't there. There was a new man, with blonde hair. I immediately reconized him as Hawkeye and informed Carter and Jackson.
"What's up, kids. I'm your substitute coach, Coach Barton. Now, who here can fight?"
All of our hands shot into the air and we giggled. Carter pushed me, causing my glasses to fall off, and I pushed him back. Jackson was hit in the process and we went out on a full out push fight. I was winning when Coach cleared his throat. We all stopped goofing off and turned our attention to him while I picked up my glasses.
"Er - Malila, is it? Yes, come on Malila," he ordered. I handed Carter my black glasses before walking up and getting in fighting stance.
"Alright, show me some moves."
We started the fight. I used my favorite and best moves against him and he just dodged a lot, not getting hit. I began to get frustrated and used more advanced moves. I landed a kick and, since I play soccer and have a good leg, it affected him. He stumbled, stunned from the kick and smiled a bit. Barton started to go harder on me than just simply dodging. He almost landed a kick but I did a back handspring and heard Carter scream "GO MALILA!" Hawkeye finally took me down and I chuckled.
"How come you went easy on me?" I asked. He shrugged.
"I dunno, why did I?" He questioned himself. "Your pretty good for your age, you actually hit me. Now you can brag to Thor about being able to land a kick on me."
"Haha, OK," I chuckled, grabbing my glasses.

Clint's POV

I was actually impressed with what the sixth grader could do. I taught them a little trick and they were astonished when I accomplished it. It was only a flip and kick. After they mastered it, I gave them some freetime and Malila ran off with two boys. One was Jackson I think.... I don't know. I will never know unless I really care. Finally it was time for me to get back to Fury with the info.

Malila's POV

Coach Barton really seems to like me, but he still doesn't seem to want to show it. He said I'm a fast learner, and that I should confront Fury about it. I refused, mainly because if I became anything special, I might lose Carter. And I couldn't bear to lose him.
We were now almost to our bunkers and Jackson had to go and meet with his girlfriend. So, when he left, I pulled Carter to the side.
"Carter, would you love me even if I was in a special group for my abilities?" I asked.
"Of course. Malila I will always love you," Carter took my hand. I instantly smiled and kissed his cheek before running to the girl's bunker.
I'll go to Director Fury tomorrow.

Whatdya think? I know, ANOTHER thing for me to do, but I really don't care. Some plot twists later on but thats for later on. Peace and Love.