Welcome Back, as per usual I don't own the avengers.

My life is awesome

Be Jealous.

If you haven't yet figured out I'm a Stark, heir to a million dollar company and not just any Stark, I am Jessica Stark, the girl who was called the Marie Antoinette of her time, and to that said say idiots, I'm not French, I've also been called an angel of death and my personal favourite. Satan's Barbie. If you've been living under a rock for the past year of my amazing life, you will still have no doubt heard about my adventures with the world's 'mightiest' hero's or as I call them the world's most miserable hag's. Jokes. The avengers are okay, well with the acceptation of Thor. He annoys the hell out of me. As well as being the heir to a million dollar company I'm also half of the hottest couple in the world. Yep you heard right, Clint 'Hawkeye' Barton. Possibly one of the hottest guys in the world Loves ME. Yeah I know right. You wish you had my life. But my life isn't all amazing boyfriends and annoying co-workers. There is some work involved, I still do go to school, 'sometimes' and I get thrown into my office at Stark industries once a WEEK. But most of my time I spend either catching criminals or hanging in the lab with my older brother Tony, See Tony and have what you would call a 'special,' relationship. Were both hated by 70% of the population, and have a slightly unhealthy obsession with

Metal. When our parents died he was the ripe old age 18 and me myself was the adorable age of 6 Tony was the only thing that kept my world of miniature flying barbie doll cars and weekly field trips to the arc reactor alive. As you can tell, I didn't have the most 'normal childhood.' But it still was pretty great. I know I seem like a bit of a Jerk at the moment, but let's face it. Your not born a true Stark without it. Or at least that's what we tell ourselves to cover our deep insecurities. That there was provided by my therapist, it was her idea to start this horrific journal of the days of my awesome life. I'll probably do it for a few months, publish it, star in the movie and donate half the proceeds to charity. The only reason I have to see a therapist is because the avengers self proclaimed boss 'Nick Fury' thinks it would be good for me. Well that and Tony bribed me with all hours uninterrupted access to the Stark Industries arc reactor and laboratories. And Hawkeye may have thrown his two cents worth in as well.

So That's my life so far. I gotta go, Hawkeye's calling me, I must save the Chinese before Cap throws it out and forces me to eat broccoli again.

But before I leave I return to my first question.

You Jealous yet?

Answer: Of course you are.

And so the sequel to Bows Brothers and Broken Hearts begins. I know it kind of sucks but it does get better.

Promise,