- … And basically that’s why he can’t do anything right, and he’s a jerk.

- Yes, he is.

- You too know that he’s a big jerk, right? Maybe he knows too, and he won’t come back this year.

- He’s coming back.

The girls were walking up to the dorm, taking their packages with them. It was just like last year, the loud and fiery Ban, blabbering about the Stark guy, and the quiet Craft always together.

Until this point, Craft never looked up from her book, but after her words Ban stopped walking and stared at her, so Craft sighed, and put the book away.

- You sound so sure – Ban stated. – Why do you sound so sure? At the end of last year, he told me, he might get a job and education somewhere else.

Craft grimaced, and Ban’s face darkened.

- Why do you know more than me?

- We may or may not have spent a few days together in the summer.

- You? And Stark?! – Ban gasped – I thought you went home for the holidays! That’s why we couldn’t meet at all! I misse- so never mind, just tell me, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!

Craft kept on blinking for a few senconds, noted, that last years bullies are staring at her again, and that the strange pair-or-maybe-not-really Clint and Natasha arrived too, and then started speaking.

- I did go home, and I met Tony there, he did get a-

- Tony? You call him Tony?

- … a job. And we were talking a lot, mostly he talked though… some physics mechanical whatever blablah. You know, what you usually do, so I’m used to it.

Ban frowned.

- I don’t like when you compare him to me.

- I don’t. And he told me, that he’s coming back this year too. That’s it.

Ban started walking again, and Craft picked up the pace, and started reading again.

- This might not be a bad turn of event, actually – Ban thought loudly. – I never really beat him in class, in front of everyone. I was always right though – she corrected quickly, - but still, I can’t miss the chance to-

- He fancies you, you know.

- What?! – Ban’s voice rose a few octaves. – Don’t fuck with me!

- He said so.

- What an asshole – Ban spat, so they went into the dorm in silence. They had to break through the boy’s part to get to the girls’ and they were already packing out, when Ban asked again.

- And what exactly did he say?

- He said that you were cool and stuff…

Ban didn’t seem convinced.

- Cool. Okay… Keep me posted. You’ve gotta know what the enemy’s up to.

- He’s growing out a goatie.

Ban stopped packing, and beamed at Craft.

- Stark? A what? He does what?

- He’s not sure though about the style… - Craft blushed a bit. – But what I saw… It’s looking good. He had a few ideas.

- Hah, I just can’t wait to see – Ban laughed with her head thrown back. This is gonna be ridiculou.

When she entered the room she searched for one guy… And Bruce, yes, he’s there she likes Bruce, waves him, and if bruce’s here that means that the other guy is too, to whom she pays no attention.

Yes, there he was, and God, he really is growing out a goatie, and it really makes, it’d make him manlier and sexier if Ban were interested, which she’s not. Definetely not.