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Steve's POV
                          
I finished the popcorn and took it off the stove then poured it into a bowl. Bucky took the salt and salted it lightly, eyeing me occasionally. "What?" I scoffed. 
                          
"You haven't hit on a single girl since Natasha came to school. You finally stand up to Sharon for the first time since summer break when she felt your biceps," He raised his eyebrows. "You took her to a dance? And I came back to see what took you guys so long to get into the limo after froyo, and there you were hugging. See what I'm getting at yet?" Bucky ran a hand through his hair, making it swoop to the side. 
                          
"Do enlighten me," I said sarcastically. 
                          
"All I'm saying is, you and the girl have chemistry."
                          
"A--" I was cut off by the sound of a doorbell and I wiped my hands off then went to answer it. I opened it and saw Carol eating a slice of pizza. 
                          
She finished chewing and said, "'Sup?" 
                          
"Have any pizza saved for us?" 
                          
"Yeah, like a couple slices. We got hungry when we were changing," She said, toying with a string on her sweatshirt. 
                          
"Lame. Alright, Tony's ordering tacos anyway." 
                          
"Ooh, I could go for tacos," She said, walking in. 
                          
"How much do you eat?" I asked, looking behind my shoulder as she ran up the stairs to join our friends. 
                          
"Too much," Wanda groaned, walking in with the rest of the girls.
                          
"She raided the fridge. Half the stuff in her bag are chips and cookies." Maria rolled her eyes. 
                          
Pepper opened her bag and pulled out a large bag of cheetos. "She got me, too. When I was in the bathroom she shoved it under my clothes."
                          
"I like it," Natasha said, finishing off the crust of her pizza. "She has a good palette for food," She laughed. 
                          
"Well, come in," Bucky reappeared with Pietro. "Sam and Tony refused to leave the popcorn so we're your welcoming committee," He bowed. 
                          
"Popcorn! Give it to me, you idiot!" We heard from upstairs. 
                          
"They tried to hide it when they heard Carol. Weren't successful, apparently," Pietro shook his head. "I'm gonna go get some before she eats it all," He laughed, running up the stairs. 
                          
"I want in on some of that action," Natasha smiled. She removed her hands from her sweatpants pockets and ran up the stairs. 
                          
"How the hell does she even know her way through the house?" Bucky laughed. 
                          
"It's Natasha." Wanda said as an explanation. 
                          
"Alright then, come on, let's go," Bucky said, taking Wanda's bags and heading up the stairs. 
                          
Wanda giggled and then turned to us and mouthed, "Gentleman!" Then jogged to catch up to him. 
                          
We all stared after her and Maria whispered, "They grow up so fast." 
                          
I shook my head and muttered, "Always the charmer. Always the charmer..." The girls laughed and we all walked up the stairs. When we arrived, there was popcorn on the floor that Carol was eating casually. "You know what, Danvers?" I plopped down onto the couch. "I admire you."
                          
"Glad to hear it, but you just stepped on perfectly good pieces of popcorn and now I want to hurt you." 
                          
"You don't want to hurt him, you won't be able to grind on him later," Tony jabbed. 
                          
Pietro laughed until he saw Carol's face. "Dead. Man." She said, then stood on the couch. She jumped onto him and tackled him to the floor. "You," She smacked Pietro with a pillow, "Humongous," She threw popcorn at him, "ASSHOLE!" He laughed and fought off her attacks by tickling her. She fell onto the floor and he hovered over her, tickling her ribcage. "No, don't you dare, Maximoff, or I will tell everyone about the swim meeting!" He immediately stopped tickling her, and Wanda, who was recording the whole thing, stopped recording and put her phone down.