Rebekah Grace Michaels. 15 years old, orphan, guardian, rebel. Runaway.
During Loki's attack on New York, Rebekah's parents were killed. Now, she lives in an abandoned building with her 7 year old sister and a 3 month old baby girl she found in an...
A week passed and I hadn't discovered any more powers and I hadn't learned to control my power, which made me anxious. A few days after I woke up, Sam brought my sisters home and I spent a lot of time catching up with Mckenzie. She seemed to understand a little bit of what was going on but not much. Morgan didn't know who I was, which I expected, but now she's stopped crying every time I pick her up. Today's my birthday. Which means the guys are going to be spending the day getting the tower ready for the party while Natasha takes me shopping for something to wear.
"Nat I have plenty of clothes I can wear to this party." I tell her at breakfast.
"Tony likes fancy parties so you're going to have to wear something nice." She says.
"I have the perfect outfit." I tell her.
"Let me see it when we finish breakfast." She says.
"Deal."
After we eat, we go to my room and I pull out the outfit I wanted to wear. I change in the bathroom and show her what it looks like. I chose a white one shoulder crop top with black leather pants and black heels. I then threw my hair up in a pony tail and walked out.
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"What do you think?" I ask. She shakes her head.
"It's nice but not nice enough. We're going shopping and you're going to enjoy it. You can wear that while we shop because it will take you too long to change and I don't know how long we're gonna have to look." She says. I nod and we walk out the door to say goodbye to the guys.
We walk into the kitchen to see them sitting around the table talking and laughing. They quiet down when we walk in.
"We're leaving. We'll be back around 5:00 to get ready. Don't do anything stupid till we get back." Natasha tells them. We say goodbye and get in one of the cars in the garage and go to the mall.
After shopping for hours, I finally found a dress and shoes that I liked. We paid for the clothes and then went to a little coffee shop a few blocks away from the tower to relax before we had to be back.
Natasha grabs us a table while I wait at the counter for our drinks. As I'm waiting, a group of cute guys walk in. They order and then stand next to me. The boy who seems to be the leader of the group leans against the counter and starts flirting with me.
"Did it hurt?" He asks, catching me off guard.
"Did what hurt?" I ask, pretending to be confused and curious.
"Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?" He asks with a smile. I smile sweetly before smirking.
"No. But it did hurt a little when I crawled out of hell." I shoot back. The guy laughs and holds out his hand.
