Avengers in High School?

Chapter 3

The Avengers were not in a good mood. They had had to wake up early to get to the stupid school Fury was forcing them to go to.
Steve, as usual, was the first to wake up. He made pancakes for breakfast and waited for everyone to arrive.
He didn't exactly mind being sixteen again. He had been able to draw more and although he had to buy clothes that actually fit, it wasn't all that bad.
"Morning, Steve." Natasha entered the room, her long hair in a high ponytail. For some reason, her hair had grown to just below her rib cage.
(Shut up. I'm the author, I can do anything.)
She didn't really mind being sixteen again either. If anything, it made her more light on her toes and she was even more nimble. The only thing that pissed her off is that people would take her less seriously.
"Morning, Nat."
One by one, the four other Avengers made their way into the room. Tony and Clint were grumpy because they had to go to school again, Bruce was indifferent, Thor was excited to see how human high school worked, Steve was curious about the younger generation and Natasha, well, you can't tell.
"Seriously, I had already graduated MIT at this age. What does Fury expect me to Do, act like a delinquent?" Tony kept complaining until Steve finished the food. They all went their separate ways to get dressed.
Since they were teens again, they had to wear teen clothing as well.
Bruce came back down first. He was wearing a shirt, a grey jumper, blue jeans and brown shoes.

Thor followed after Bruce. He wore a grey shirt, a blue and white hoodie, jeans and blue converse.

Clint came out through the vents. He wore a t-shirt, a black hoodie, a black jacket, black jeans and high-tops.