Tom Holland Imagines

Y/N Stark (Part 2)

I woke up Monday morning to the sun shinning through the curtains. I woke up with a smile on my face. Today was the first day I could start my life as a normal teenager. My first day at school. 

Sure I had been taught but that was either by one of the Avengers or F.R.I.D.A.Y so I was pretty smart for my age. Dad has managed to get me into all AP classes. Apparently Peter was in them as well. I couldn't help but think that was part of his reasoning. I mean he knew I was smart and should be in them anyway. But he was being so overprotective. Wanting me to stay with Peter. 

Not that I minded. Since I had met Peter yesterday we had gotten on really well. We exchanged numbers and had been texting all night. I wanted to get to know the boy more. He seemed exciting. Someone my age that had been out of the tower. He was also kind and funny. 

By the time I had scrolled on my phone for 10 minutes it was time for me to get ready. I did natural makeup for my first day, not wanting it to be too heavy. I stood in my wardrobe for a while deciding what to wear. I was still deciding when I heard a knock on my door. 

'Come in,' I yelled. 

The door opened and I turned my head to see Natasha. 

'Hey kid. Just wanted to see how you were. I mean first day of high school,' she laughed. 

Natasha had becoming like my mother since my biological one died. I always went to her for advice. 

'Shit,' I sighed. 'I can't decide what to wear.' 

'Let's have a look.' 

She came and stood next to me. Looking through my wardrobe. Picking out outfits together. Trying to decide which one was best. After about 5 minutes we had finally picked out what to wear. 

'I'll leave you to get changed,' she smiled walking out the door. 

The outfit she'd helped me choose was a beige checked pinafore dress with a white long sleeved high neck top underneath. To pair with it my white converse. I looked at myself in the mirror and I was pleased with my outfit. I could always trust Nat to help me. I valued her opinion more than anyone else's. 

I walked into the kitchen to grab a bite to eat before I headed to school. When I walked into the kitchen I saw dad and Peter sat at the kitchen island. 

'Hey kid,' dad smiled. 

'Hi. What's Peter doing here? He was gonna meet me at the school gates.' 

'Change of plans.' I instantly rolled my eyes when he said this. It was going to be some over protective bullshit he had going on. 

'He's walking you to school 'cause I don't trust people.' 

'Dad. I've been outside the tower for a walk before. I think I can handle the walk to school.' 

He looked at me intently for a while. I was getting a bit creepped out. 

'Dad,' I laughed. 'Why the hell are you looking at me like that.' 

'So you don't forgot my face if you think of doing something wrong.' 

I burst out laughing as soon as he said that. Unable to take him seriously now from now on. I looked over at Peter who was also sniggering. 

'Y/N Stark. I'm being serious.' 

'Yes dad. I promise I'll be good.' 

'Good. Now tell me your name.' 

'Y/N Stark.' 

'Nope. Wrong answer,' he shook his head and I rolled my eyes at him shaking my head. 

'Y/N Williams.'