Alone

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-At 15 pm-
*Peter stands outside to pick you up from school*
*You walk to him with a sad face*
*He kneels to your height*
Peter: what's wrong? What happend?
Y/n: I was alone...
*You start to cry*
Y/n: no one wanted to be my friend...
Peter: we need to wait for Morgan because she's coming with us.
Y/n: Morgan stand with me the whole time... because she wanted to help me...
*Morgan walks up to you and Peter*
Peter: hey!
Morgan: hi! What's wrong Y/n?
Y/n: no one wanted to play with me...
Morgan: maybe tomorrow. But I'll stay with you.
Y/n: okay...
*You stop crying and dry your tears while Morgan hugs you*

-At home-
*You, Morgan and Peter arrive*
*You walk inside with them*
*You ignore everyone and go to your room*
*Yelena is inside the compound*
Yelena: what's wrong with her?
Morgan: everyone left her alone. No one wanted to be her friend and she promised Natasha to come home and have some friends.
Yelena: I'll go look by her.
*She walks inside your room and sees you crying hysterically*
*She hugs you*
Yelena: what's wrong?
Y/n: I broke the promise I made with mama...
Yelena: what was your promise?
Y/n: I promised her that if I came home that I would have friends but I don't...
Yelena: did you try to make some?
Y/n: yes but no one wanted to play or talk with me because they think that I'm weird...
Yelena: why do they think that?
Y/n: because I have autism and DCD they say that I'm an alien or something...
Yelena: you're not! You're a happy girl who loves playing!
Y/n: is mama now mad?
Yelena: I don't know but why don't we ask her?
Y/n: okay...
*You stop crying and dry your tears*
*Yelena takes your hand and walks to Natasha's room with you*
Yelena: can we come in?
Nat: yes!
*Yelena opens the door*
Nat: hi sweetie! How did it go today?
Y/n: I'm sorry!...
*You start crying again*
Nat: why are you sorry?
*She sits on her bed and takes you on her lap*
Nat: what happend?
Y/n: I tried to make make friends but no one wanted to be my friend because they say that I'm weird...
Nat: why do they say that?
Y/n: because of my autism and DCD...
Nat: you're not weird! Come here!
*She kisses your head*
Nat: you're not weird and you would never be!
Y/n: I'm sorry that I don't have any friends...
Nat: hey! Don't be sorry! It's okay! You tried and me and papa are really proud about that! Never forget that!
Yelena: do you want some ice Cream?
Y/n: yes please...
Yelena: let's get some.
*You stop crying and walk outside Natasha's room with Yelena*
*Yelena takes your hand and walks outside with you*
*You two go to the ice cream salon*
*When you two order something a group of paparazzi is taking pictures of you*
Y/n: what are they doing? Everyone takes photos of me my whole life long now.
Yelena: because your mama and papa are famous and you're famous to.
Y/n: is that why there are mostly people following me around?
Yelena: yup!
Y/n: why does papa always tell mama to let us know where she's going to?
Yelena: when you were a little baby your mama went missing for a month and she told nobody where she went.
Y/n: not even you?
Yelena: not even me. And you were broken. You cried all day long. One whole month. You sat down on the same place on the streets every day until she came back.
Y/n: why?
Yelena: you hated it to get back inside. Sometimes you sat there from 5 am until 21 pm.

-The next day at 8 am-
*Yelena is in the school with you to bring you*
Yelena: if they're mean let them be mean. If you're alone go to Morgan she asked me to tell you.
Y/n: I don't wanna go today.
Yelena: I'll pick you up at 15 pm. It will be fun. Bye!
Y/n: bye.
*Yelena leaves the school*

-At 11 am-
Teacher: we're gonna talk about what we want to be later. What do you want to be? Tom?
Tom: police!
Teacher: that's cool! Do you want to walk around then or drive?
Tom: drive!
Teacher: and you Y/n?
Y/n: like my mama and papa.
Teacher: what do they do?
Y/n: my mama goes on missions and my papa to but my papa has a big shield and my mama has guns. I want to fight like them when I'm older.
Teacher: that's cool!

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