Someone knocks on the door of the bedroom. I didn't want to answer. I didn't want to talk to anyone after what had happened. Peyton knocks again. I don't get up, I just lay on the bed under the covers. She knocks once more.

"Go away!" I exclaim.

"You can't just stay in there forever." I hear Peyton say.

"Yes I can." I respond, throwing a pillow on my head.

"Get up." She says, "We're gonna get coffee."

"No!" I say, being lazy (and not wanting memories to trigger). She opens the door and pushes me off the bed.

"OW!" I say, my face hitting to ground.

"Come on." She says. "I don't wanna be your mom."

"Your acting like it." I mumble to myself as I got up.

I get up, grab my clothes, and walk into the bathroom to change. I wear a tee with a sweatshirt over and jeans. I grab my sunglasses and cap. I walk put of the bathroom and see Peyton in the doorway waiting for me. We walk to the nearest coffee shop, Starbucks. I try to ignore everything around me.

"I'm gonna pick a seat." Peyton informs me. I nod.

I get to the counter and wait in line. When it was my turn I ordered a small red velvet mocha and for Peyton a medium sized unicorn. I walk to the table where she is and sat down in the chair directly in front of her. We remain speechless. It was a awkward but satisfying silence. All you could hear, from us, was us slurping our drinks. I realize I'm done. I slurp the drink louder, because I knew how much it annoyed Peyton. She stops drinking and laughs, as I laugh along with her. This was the new normal.

We both hear the bell ring, which meant someone had entered the resturant. Assuming it was some teen, I go back to slurping. Peyton, on the other hand, didn't move. She just stared behind me. I look behind me and see a man with slicked-back, black hair. Why would Peyton be afraid of him? I think to myself. I turn around and see Peyton blocking her face.

"What in the world are you doing? Who is that? Why are you 'hiding' from him?" I rant with questions.

"That man," she says, "Was the cause of the Battle of New York." Ok, what?

"How do you know this?" I ask.

"I had seen old files from the Tower." She replies. "We need to get out of here."

"Ugh," I say, "Fine."

I get up from the chair and walk to the trashcan to through my drink away, along with Peyton. We walk past him, but he looks at us while we get to the door. Unfortunately for us, he was standing right in front of the door.

"Excuse us." I say.

"Sure." He says with a smile, walking away from the door to let us through. I smile slightly back at him. And just like that, we were out the door.

"That went better than I expected." I say

"I guess." Peyton says, smiling only a little.

Then there was an explosion from Central Park. I look over at Peyton, who looks worried as heck. Both me and her run towards the explosion. I put my hair in a lazy ponytail and then put my hood up as we run. This was to help keep my identity a secret. Peyton puts her mask on. We get to the park just in time and see aliens. This was rather a) Loki's army or b) Thanos' army. They see us and run towards us. I shoot a sonic wave and three fall to the ground. Peyton turns invisible and then freezes them one by one, as they shatter to the ground. Some come towards me. I try make a siren in their head, but the frequency only worked with humans. I shoot more sonic waves at them. The rest retreat. I feel weak and sit on the ground.

"You ok?" Peyton asks.

"Ya, I'm fine." I reply honestly. "The waves just took the energy out of me."  My energy restores fast, thanks to my new healing powers from the white serum.

We walk back to apartment. I had my headphones in, listening to Panic! at the Disco, Skillet, and Imagine Dragons. Resistance (by Skillet) comes on and I hum along to the music.

That last part was actually true. Lol. I just wanted to add that in. Enjoy the book? Tell me in the comments.

AND! I just got out of school! So I will be posting more recently now!!! Yay!