((A/N: Hello! This is a plot that's been gnawing at me for at least a month now! It may be better off in the Avengers or comics section, so I may be transferring it sooner or later. You guys can expect appearances from almost every Avengers-related character, and I take suggestions so please! Feel free to send some in your reviews. :) I hope you guys enjoy this and I will be continuing updates as possible. I guess it depends on you guys respond to it. Love you guys in advance! HighSchool!Avengers Assemble! ^_^))

Thor Odinson woke up to his alarm clock blaring from his bedside. What the hell? I just went to sleep; it can't be 6 am already. But it was. He'd spent the entire night studying for the calculus test that he was due to take in approximately … 3 hours. And he was sure to flunk it. He'd told his parents on numerous occasions that it was stupid to move to America. What here was so great that wasn't as good, if not better, in London? Apparently his father was making more money here which ultimately meant more jewels for his mother. And Thor knew from experience that if mother was happy, everyone was.

Dragging himself out of his large bed, the first thing he saw, as he did every morning, was his reflection in the long mirror hanging on his closet door. He winked at his image and bent to arrogantly kiss his left bicep. He couldn't deny it; he was a hit with the girls at Shield High. The British accent didn't hurt. Nor the muscles. Nor the long, blond hair. Neither the baby blue eyes. With one last wink and his best smolder, he made way for the shower. Nothing was going to deter him today. It was finally October; football season. If it was one thing he knew, it was this: he was the best quarterback in the city and as he'd proven to Coach Castle time and time again, no one would be stopping him.

Loki Odinson heard his oaf of a brother's footsteps from his bedroom on the far end of their hallway and rolled his green eyes. The idiot was probably checking himself out in the mirror, the way he couldn't help doing in front of every reflective image in his immediate vicinity. Arrogant wasn't strong enough a word to describe Thor. But it would do until he found something better. As would idiotic, meathead, asshole, and whatever else he was in the mood for whenever the moment struck. Insulting his brother may have been one of Loki's favorite pastimes.

Loki, himself, wasn't as vain as his older brother, though ironically enough, he thought he had plenty reason to be. His hair was dark and normally worn back, he usually kept a stoic, nonchalant expression that kept most females and all males at bay. No one dared speak to him but loved to watch him walk as he stepped out of his forest green Porshe his parents had bought him for his 17th birthday. Students at Shield High knew him to be smart, taking classes that placed him forward and into the same grade as Thor. Not that it was even remotely difficult to catch up to Thor in school. The douchebag hardly even applied himself; not that it'd make a difference if he did. Loki turned up his nose. Why was he even wasting his brain power?

He showered and dressed an hour ago, feeling refreshed after an uneventful night of downloading music to his iPod and quietly staring at his ceiling from his mattress. School would be just as uneventful and dull and he'd find himself bored of his classmates and teachers alike as he always did. Moving to America was pointless, if anyone asked him. He couldn't understand why his mother did not put her foot down when his father had made the decision. Things were so much better in London. Another glance at the clock told Loki it was 6:30am; time for breakfast. He didn't want to be here when Thor was ready to leave for school. He was in no mood to listen to whatever nonsense he'd spew in what he figured was entertainment. With that, he bounded lightly down the stairs, kissed his mother on the cheek was out of the door. Starbucks should be expecting him.

Tony Stark yawned deeply, blinking his sleepy brown eyes into focus. His sheets felt so cool and comfy and he really didn't want to get out of bed. He looked over to his clock. 7am. Shit, he was going to be late. Although, his father was friend with Principal Fury, so it didn't matter too much, but he loved being on time to watch the girls walk past his locker every morning. It was always so hard to try and figure out which on he'd be wining and dining for the weekend.

A sudden thought made him shoot upright in his blanket; football season. It was officially football season, and as the Shield Avengers' first-string kicker, he was sure he'd be scoring a lot more on and off the field. He'd showered the night before, so after a quick brush of his teeth, a little hair gel here, and light shave there, he dressed and strode down to his step-sister's room and pounded on the door.

"Maria!" he sang. "Wakey, wakey! Let me in!"

Maria Hill woke groggily at the incessant pounding at her door. It had to be Tony. Couldn't be anyone but Tony. She knew what he wanted. It was the first week of football season; he'd been telling her all week. All summer, more like. Their parents, his father and her mother, had been dating since they were sophomores and finally tied the knot the summer before their senior year. She and her mother had moved in a few months before. It was never a problem for neither her nor Tony. They'd known each other since middle school and had become easy classmates, joking around or talking about sports. Tony liked that Maria knew her shit and that he could actually hold a conversation with her that had nothing to with shopping, reality shows, or future weddings. Might as well say they'd been brother and sister from the start.

Howard and Maria Stark had made a civil split when they realized that they just weren't in love anymore. Maria Stark had found love elsewhere just as her husband had. Meanwhile, Maria's mother and father, Zoe and Martin Hill's, split was just the opposite. Martin Hill was a homicide detective with the San Francisco Police Department while Zoe was an FBI agent at the San Francisco field office. Their marriage was a continuous power struggle and neither of them could no longer handle battling criminals all day and then coming home every night to battle each other. Maria would usually stay at her best friend Natasha's, but the fighting still affected her. She was glad it was over. Her mother had met Howard Stark, a scientist whom she had crossed paths with on more than one occasion for work. One thing had apparently led to another… Amongst other things. Maria didn't mind, though. She still saw her father often and her mother looked happier these days. That is, when she actually got the chance to see her.

She honestly didn't even understand how her mother and step-father could be so head over heels for one another when they were both in and out of town. Howard was at seminars and epxos, while Zoe was usually handling out of state cases. This meant that she and Tony normally had the place to themselves. And whichever girl Tony had over for the night…

After ignoring Tony's knocking for a solid ten minutes, she finally let him in.

"What asshole? Come in!"

Tony's smile had to be one of the most childish, yet adorable things she'd ever seen in her life. He was such a kid! He plopped on her bed with bright eyes.

"Maria! Do you realize how many girls I'm gonna get now? Senior year is about to be my best year ever! I mean, Mom used be home all the time, but now that she's got her own place and my dad's always gone and yourmom's always gone; EPIC SENIOR YEAR!"

Maria rolled her eyes. Tony could be such a frat boy. She hated to see what he was going to be like in college. Not only was he fairly athletic, but the boy was a genius. He was definitely in their school's top 5 and between him and the other four, it was going to be an interesting battle for Valedictorian. There was Pepper Potts; class president, Loki Odinson; the Brit who had transferred to Shield in their freshman year, Jane Foster; captain of the debate team, and James Rhodes; Tony's best friend since kindergarten. Interesting was understatement; Maria was considering starting a pool.

"Tony, you're not getting any more than you got last year. Besides the living arrangement, you're in the exact same spot you were last year. All the girls you haven't slept yet adore you, all the ones you haveslept with think you're a douche. It really doesn't matter either way."

"Ah, but this year is different. This year, we're taking the championship."

At this, Maria scoffed. The Shield Avengers football team was a team of guys with egos the size of California. They were all great players, but much too absorbed in themselves to work together. Unless someone had performed a miracle, that was once again, the factor that was going to keep them away from the title.

"Please, Tony. You're all too busy looking in the nearest mirror to win anything."

Tony feigns a look of hurt.

"Sis, you wound me," he says, his frown turning into a smug grin. "And I'm not sure if I mentioned this, but… Steve Rogers has been made captain this year."

Maria's heart almost leaps out of her chest just at the mention of the name. Tony is, and probably always will be, the only one everwho knows about her secret crush on Steve Rogers. The guy was all-American; blond hair, blue eyes, nice build, and a personality worth a million bucks. She was one amongst many when it came to being madly in love with him. However, he was taken; had been since tenth grade year by Sylvan Velez, more commonly known around school as Sif. If he was captaining the team this year, they may actually have a shot. He was the only one respected enough and responsible enough to tell the nitwits to get their heads out of their asses and for them to actually listen. She nodded her head in clear approval as she pulled an outfit for the day out of her closet.

"Nice… Coach Castle actually made a good decision this year. Who are the other captains?"

Once again, Tony donned that silly grin. "Welllllll… That would be Thor Odinson and—wait for it—… Yours truly!"

Maria gave a pregnant pause for dramatic effect. She didn't need Tony seeing how happy she really was for him. He was egotistical enough.

"I take it back; that's a horribledecision for Coach Castle to make," but as she said it she couldn't keep the smile off her face if she'd tried. She was proud of him. Maybe a little responsibility would straighten him out. A nice girl who could get him in control certainly would… But Maria had a plan for that. That one was going to take some time. For now, she thought as she went into the bathroom in the corner of her room, she'd just be happy for her brother.

"Just kidding, bro. That's wonderful."

She paused at her bathroom door.

"Now get out."