A/N: Wow this chapter is super short and nothing really happens but it's still important somehow...I forgot where I was going with this. Anyway, I HAVE EXCITING NEWS! So over the past couple days, I've made a trailer for this fic and it would be SO AMAZING if you guys would check it out. I worked really hard on it and, not to brag or anything, I think it's pretty good. Well, for a two-day thing anyway.

Here's the link, please check it out! I hope you guy like it! I'll put it in the first chapter, too so anyone can see it!

watch?v=OapBMts_H6U

With that aside, about this chapter. I'm sorry it's so short I just wanted to get it up today because I start school tomorrow and I wanted you guys to have something just in case I couldn't write much over this week...The next chapter should be up soon, although I haven't even started on it yet. Whoops. I haven't fully decided yet, but the next chapter is going to be BOMB because something TOTALLY UNEXPECTED happens and I been waiting for this for so longgggggg. I'm so excited. This 'Big Thing' is really gonna be the kickstart of Dawn of Truth, but it might not happen in the next chapter, or it might. I have no idea anymore. This chapter in particular is important because it mainly sets up the stage for the next Big Thing and there's a little bit of Peter and Adie in here which I love because they're literally perfect for each other when will they realize. I can promise it's not anytime soon lol.

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"What do you

call a sleeping

dinosaur?"
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Adelaide had noticed a pattern in her life. She never went too long without a problem occurring. There was always something.

"Don't forget," Mr. Hans said, "Complete the homework packet by tomorrow or I will take ten points off. I hope that for some of you, that lesson was learned last week." He looked at Adelaide while announcing the last part and the teenager could feel her face heating up. So she had forgotten to do the Algebra homework last week. What was the big deal?

"He hates me," she told Ned who shook his head.

"You know," Michelle said without looking up from her book, "that might be the first right thing you've ever said." Adelaide rolled her eyes.

"Thanks," she mumbled.

"He's just very...specific," Ned explained, putting his books into his backpack, "He doesn't hate you." Adelaide huffed, slinging her backpack around her shoulders. She pulled her hair out from under the straps, straightening her jacket.

"Easy for you to say. He loves you," she said.

"He doesn't...love me," Ned argued as they headed towards the door, waiting for the bell to ring.

"Then tell me why he gave you credit for the bonus question even though you got it wrong," she said. The bell rang and the two teenagers merged into the crowd, walking out of the classroom.

"He gave me credit for the attempt," Ned said, hooking his thumbs under his backpack straps.

"Ned, I did three bonus questions and missed all of them," she said. He shrugged.

"Well, the answer was 3 and you got x." She glared at him.

"Whose side are you on?" she asked.

"Oh look, there's Peter!" Ned exclaimed, happy for a distraction. Adelaide rolled her eyes, following her friend through the crowd.

"Hey," Peter greeted and the three began walking to their next class together, "What's wrong?" Adelaide frowned. Was she really that easy to read?

"Adelaide thinks Mr. Hans hates her," Ned said.

"No, I know he hates me."

"I'm sure any math teacher in the building feels the same way," Peter teased and she smacked his arm.

"I'm starting to feel the same way about you," she grumbled and Peter laughed.

"Relax," he said, "I'm just kidding." Ned watched the two of them, amused. They never failed to make each other laugh. He couldn't help but noticed how they somehow always managed to lift each other's moods. As they approached the gym doors, Adelaide tensed. Coach Graves hadn't acted weird since the Flash incident, but, then again, Adelaide hadn't broken any more noses since then. Although, she had to refrain herself many times from breaking Flash's nose again. He still hadn't forgiven her for the first time.

After changing into her gym clothes, Adelaide joined the two boys by the bleachers. They were in deep discussion about Star Wars or something and Adelaide tuned them out, her eyes scanning the gym. She spotted Coach Graves talking to another coach. Graves looked bored and then he caught Adelaide's eye. She didn't look away and then he smiled like he knew something she didn't. God, she hated that smile. She frowned and looked away, trying to focus on the boys' conversation. When she looked back at him again, he was gone.

By the time gym was over, Adelaide was ready for lunch. She hadn't spotted Coach Graves after the first time and she definitely wasn't complaining. She couldn't stand even being in the same room as him.

As the three of them headed over to their table with their lunch trays, Adelaide noticed the two boys' eyes were on the tv in the corner. She rolled her eyes when she saw Tony's face on it, wondering what he had done this time to make headlines. Then again, the press just needed an excuse to put Tony Stark on headlines.

"... Stark industries donates a jaw-dropping sum of money to the Engineering Research Institution in uptown New York."

That was probably Pepper's doing, always trying to put the company in good light, the limelight. That, and the fact that it was her job as CEO to do so. The three of them sat down, eyes still on the tv. Peter cursed, making Adelaide look away. He had dropped his fork.

"I'll go get another one," he mumbled, walking away. As soon as he was out of earshot, Ned began shaking her arm. She looked at him in confusion.

"What is it?" she asked, pulling her arm away. He had a big grin on his face.

"You remember the surprise?" he asked. Adelaide cocked her head to the side.

"Um...Am I missing something here?" Ned rolled his eyes, the smile never leaving his face. Adelaide had no idea what he was talking about.

"You know! The surprise! Meeting Mr. Stark!" Adelaide's eyes widened, suddenly remembering her promise to Ned. She had promised that Tony would meet him and Peter, but she was hoping he'd forgotten about it by now. She laughed nervously.

"Y-Yeah?"

"Well when are we meeting him? I mean, it's been months since you said," Ned said. Adelaide bit her lip, a sinking feeling in her stomach. She couldn't lie to him again. She had felt terrible about it the first time and she wasn't too fond of doing it again. Especially not when he looked so hopeful.

"Um, soon." His smile fell.

"Soon?"

"You know what, I'll talk to my Uncle Ton-Timothy today," she said, knowing she'd regret it. Ned grinned again and opened his mouth to say something, but quickly shut it when he saw Peter walking back. Ned gave her a thumbs up and the sinking feeling grew in her stomach.

See? She never went long without a problem.

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The remainder of the day was spent worrying about the promise she'd made to Ned. What if they found out the truth? What if they found out that Timothy Lark didn't exist? How would she tell them everything? She trusted them, but there was no way she was ready to tell them about everything. Where would she even begin?

What if they found out she lived at the Tower? How was she ever going to explain that? What if she lost the only two friends she had because she wasn't ready to tell them the truth? She bit her lip, her heart about to beat itself right out of her chest. There had to be a way out of this. But then again...she didn't want to lie to Ned. He looked so hopeful. Besides, what more excuses could she make?

"You're doing it again," Peter said from beside her, measuring something. She sighed, twisted her chair around to face him. The Chemistry class had huge windows and there was never a shortage of light in the room. Outside, the wind was blowing hard, making the trees sway back and forth. She could watch them all day. Instead she picked up her pencil with another sigh and began tackling the equations.

"0.4," he noted and she scribbled the number down. Adelaide looked up, noticing that Peter was grinning at her.

"What?"

"Do you have a class with me, because we got Chemistry." Adelaide laughed lightly, shaking her head.

"Pete...that was so terrible," she said.

"What do you call a factory that sells good products?" She rolled her eyes, biting back another smile.

"Do I want to know?" He grinned.

"A satisfactory," he said.

"Seriously, stop," Adelaide said, laughing.

"What do you call a sleeping dinosaur?" he asked and she shrugged. "A dino-snore."

Adelaide laughed again, feeling her cheeks starting to hurt, but she didn't mind at all.

"What did one snowman say to the other snowman?" She looked at him, a bright smile on her face.

"What?"

"It smells like carrots," he said and they both laughed, looking at each other. Peter stopped laughing, settling for a smile. He pushed his glasses up.

"Did that help?" he asked.

"What?" she asked.

"I made you laugh, do you feel better?" For some reason, the smile wouldn't leave her face.

"Yeah," she said quietly, "thanks Pete."

As he went back to writing, Adelaide couldn't help but steal a glance at him every few minutes. There was something in the back of her mind that she couldn't grasp, but she shook her head, focusing on her assignment. She'd think about it later.

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Tony was in his lab, as usual. They had to get it fixed after the whole Ultron and Vision destroying it thing. She pushed open the glass door, letting herself inside. As usual, the billionaire was too focused on his work to even notice. Adelaide looked around to room, noticing there were suit parts everywhere. She shook her head. This mess of wires never made any sense to her — she left that up to Tony.

She made her way over to his desk where he was hunched over a robotic arm.

"Hey, dummy, hold this here," Tony said without looking up. For a moment, Adelaide thought he was talking to her before she saw the robotic arm twist around.

"You know what? You're useless. I'll do it myself," he mumbled and the arm turned away, almost looking sad. Tony glanced at it, frowning.

"Don't even think about," Tony said and the arm dropped, twisting around. Adelaide cleared her throat, making Tony stop glaring at his robot arm.

"Did Pepper send you here? Because I didn't break her favorite vase, it was him," Tony said, pointing to the robot arm. Adelaide rolled her eyes, propping herself up onto the table.

"No, Pepper didn't send me. I need a favor," Adelaide said, pulling her lips in. Tony glanced at her before turning back to his work.

"Big? Small?"

"Medium."

"Shoot."

"Remember how I told you my friends are big fans of yours?" Tony hummed.

"Well I kinda...um...promised them that you'd meet them." He shrugged.

"Sure. When?" Adelaide felt her jaw dropping.

"Sure? Tony, there are a million reasons why this is a bad idea!"

"And yet you promised them?" he asked sarcastically, making Adelaide groan.

"I had to," she said, holding her head in her hands.

"So let's meet them," Tony said.

"But what if they find out that I live here!" He raised an eyebrow.

"And the Stark Tower is a terrible place to live because...?"

"That's not what I mean," Adelaide said, "It's just...what if they find out? How am I going to explain everything to them? I'm not ready to tell them everything yet."

"Should've thought of that before promising them," Tony said and she threw a screwdriver at him which the robot caught swiftly. Tony looked surprised.

"Hey, you're good for something," he mocked and the arm seemed confused. Adelaide rolled her eyes. Tony and his metal.

"You have to help me," she groaned.

"I don't know what you want me to do," Tony said.

"I want you to meet them," she said, holding her breath. He glanced at her.

"But?"

"But you can't let them know I live here or tell them about the Blue Phantom or anything that will blow my cover, okay?"

"Well, you didn't leave much else to talk about," he joked. Adelaide glared at him.

"I'm serious, Tony."

"So am I," he said, hunched over something. Adelaide shook her head, jumping off the table. As she was about to reach for the door handle, she suddenly remembered something important. She looked over her shoulder.

"Oh, and Tony?"

"Yeah?"

"You're good friends with my Uncle Timothy Lark," she said and Tony frowned.

"I don't think I'd be friends with a guy named Timothy Lark. Not a very loyal guy. Does he like scotch?"

Adelaide rolled her eyes with a smile as she pushed open the glass door and stepped out of the lab. She could just hope that they wouldn't find out the truth.