I was in my room, doing homework, when Brad came in with the phone. 
"Hey, someone wants to talk to you Bri." He said, tossing me the phone. 
"Hello?" I asked. 
"Hey!" I heard Kat's voice on the other end. "Demi and I are having a sleepover tonight, and we were wondering if you would like to come."
I set down my pencil. "Of course! What time should I be there?"
"Um, 5 or 6 should be good. Then we can cook dinner together and watch a movie or something." She replied. 
I checked my watch. About two hours or so. "Ok, great." I told her. "I'll be there at 5."
She hung up, and I quickly put up my homework and grabbed a bag. Stuffing in some pj's and clothes for the next day, I threw in my toothbrush and went on a search for either Mom or Dad. 
As usual, Dad was out. I don't even know what he does during the day, but he never gets home until dinner time. Mom was in the lab, working on stuff. 
So how was I going to get to Kat's house? 
I headed downstairs and looked at the clock. I had about thirty more minutes to leave, or I wouldn't make it on time. It was times like these that I wished Dad would just sign me up a stupid Driver's Ed class instead of having to wait on him or Brad to teach me. They were both always too busy to teach me. 
As I walked into the living room, I bumped into Brian. 
"Watch where you're going, doofus!" He exclaimed. 
"You watch where you're going!" I snapped back. 
I had the briefest thought of asking him to take me, but I knew what the answer would be. So I pushed past him as he grumbled and called me some more rude names. I tried to ignore it, but I felt tears spring to my eyes. 
Wasn't there anybody in this house that could drive me?!?
Thankfully, Brad was sitting on the couch in the living room, watching tv. He heard me and turned as I walked in. 
"Hey, why the long face, sis?" He asked. 
I shook my head. "Nothing. Brian's just being a jerk again."
He rolled his eyes. "Just ignore him." He patted the seat beside him. "Come sit. I'm watching Hannah Montana."
I laughed and sat beside him. My brother could be so childish at times, but that's why I love him. 
He noticed the bag in my hand.
"What's that for?" He asked, gesturing at it with his chin. 
"Actually, that's what I came to ask you about." I replied. "You see, Kat's having a sleepover and her house and invited me to go, but Mom's busy in the lab and Dad's not home yet."
"So you want me to drive you." He guessed.
"Please? Pretty please with chocolate sprinkles on top?" I pleaded with my eyes. 
He laughed. "You know me too well. Fine, get in the car."
"Yay!" I threw my arms around him. "You're the best big brother ever!" 
He rolled his eyes and got off the couch. 
A few minutes later, we pulled up to Kat's house. Brad gave me a hug and sent me in with a "watch yourself in there. There's too many gadgets that could hurt you."
I rolled my eyes but nodded my consent.
I rang the doorbell and Mr. Stark opened the door. 
"Good evening, Mr. Stark!" I said. 
He laughed. "How many times have I told you, Brianna. Please, call me Tony."
He held the door for me and I found my way to Kat's room. I dropped my bag on the floor and went downstairs, where Kat and Demi were already in the kitchen making dinner. 
"Mind if I join you?" I asked. 
They both turned and smiled at me. I have each a hug as I approached, the asked what was for dinner. 
"Pizza!" They both exclaimed at the same time. 
So two hours and several pizzas later, we sat in a circle, just talking. Demi was barely with us, a faraway look in her eyes. Kat and I looked at each other, each just as confused as the other. 
So Kat gently nudged Demi. Demi blinked. 
"Oh, I'm sorry. What were we talking about?" She asked. 
"Demi, what's going on?" Kat asked, concern in he voice. 
Demi sighed. "I tried to tell my dad, but he didn't believe me. He said that its not possible. He told me…"
"Woah, slow down Demi." Kat said, holding up a hand for emphasis. "Tried to tell your dad what? What's no possible?"
Demi looked up and met each of our eyes. "My cousin Helena visited me. She told me that her brother Lucifer was planning something, something huge. Something that could destroy the Avengers."

The End

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