Astrid looked around wondering who was playing the prank and had the balls to play Gun's and Roses over the PA system. As entertaining as it was she was curious how they would get in trouble. That was when a guy came busting through the doors of the school she watched Baileys expression go from confusion to that of childlike glee. The only thing Astrid could think of is how this reminded her of a bad eighties high school movie where guys steal and crash they're best friends dad's car, or stand outside girls bedrooms in the middle of the night blasting a song for her on a huge boombox in a trench coat.
"Who does this guy think he is Ferris Bueller?" a sarcastic smirk forming on her mouth.
Bailey just stood there gawking as the guy passed them then winking and flirting with some ogling girls. She rolled her eyes and grabbed Bailey by the shoulder, "Come on Bailey I want to get out of here before I puke" she was surprised when Bailey grabbed her hand.
"Do you know who that is Astrid?" he said his voice in a slow drawn out manner as if he was in shock.
Astrid raised an eyebrow and looked the guy over again as he continued down the hall, "I have no clue should I know who he is?".
Bailey turned and placed his hands on her shoulders gently shaking her
"Are you serious! What rock have you lived under for the past 18 years? It's... It's..." his voice lowered and he stood up on the tips of his feet to whisper in Astrid's ear.
She leaned down so Bailey didn't have stretch so far
"It's Iron Man's son" his voice trailing off into a high pitched squeal that reminded Astrid of a girl who and just seen her crush cross her path.
Astrid glanced back at the guy confused, she knew Bailey couldn't be mistaken he knew his Avengers and if he said it was Iron Man's son then he was correct. "Why would he be here Bailey?, He wouldn't have no reason to go to some dinky military base high school" she said.
Bailey just stood there in awe, after a moment of waiting for him to come back to Earth she gave up and started to walk down the hall in the opposite direction of the Stark kid.