Avengers Preferences

Request(Winter Soldier/Bucky Barnes)

He takes the ruined hijab off of me and starts cleaning my face. ¨Kalila.... who did this.?¨

I just shake my head, pushing the tears to the back of my mind. 

¨KALILA!!¨ 

I jump at his voice. ¨I-i can't....¨

¨Why not? They are destroying you, they deserve to be punished. ¨

¨They...they said they would kill me. ¨

---next day---

I stop, eyeing up the man in the kitchen. 

¨Um...Who are you?¨

He looks up from the floor and grunts. 

¨...Dad?¨

My dad enters, sipping coffee. ¨Yes?¨

¨Um, who is that?¨ I point to the man.

¨That would be your new bodyguard. ¨

I laugh but cover it with a cough when I realize he is very serious. 

¨Dad, that is not gonna help....if anything people are gonna be worse when they realize my dad hired a bodyguard.¨

¨Well I can't have my daughter getting attacked every day. Bucky here is an amazing body guard and he will escort you to, from and around school. Also, if you go anywhere in town.¨

I groan and slide into the chair, putting my head into my hands. 

---2 hours later---

¨So.....B-bucky is it?¨ I shuffled on my feet as I stood outside my locker. He was propped against the locker next to me. People were obviously staring. And not at me. 

Bucky was an intimidating person. He was easily 6 ft. With shaggy hair and a tight grimace. He was well fit, toned and obviously could beat you, well me, in a fight. His right arm was metal, something I hadn't noticed until now. Overall, he looked pretty badass. And cute. But I would never tell him that. I can barely say hi to anyone without stuttering. I try to not be shy but I just really enjoy being by myself. 

¨How old are you?¨ I shut my locker and turned to him. I was trying to get any answer out if him that I could. 

¨Do you bodyguard teenage girls often?¨ I started walking to my next class, english. He followed behind, still not saying anything. 

The teacher was wary as Bucky followed me into the class and stood at the back, watching the kids enter. 

¨Hey muslim, did daddy hire you a babysitter?¨ Lindsey whispered. A few people snickered and I watched Buckys shoulders tighten. 

The teacher avoided the subject of Bucky and started talking about our next assignment. Since it was the third semester, we were getting pretty easy assignments. This time, it was to write a simple book summary report. On any book we wanted. 

Many of the kids groaned at the thought of reading but that was exactly what I wanted. 

After most of the kids started reading or got into their groups, because our teacher did not care whatsoever, I stood and asked the teacher to go to the library.