Why Do People Always Presume I'm Lying?

I woke up the following morning, refreshed and ready to begin my day. I took the money my father gave me, and went down to find some clothing. I found a nice cafe where I began my day with some orange juice and a chocolate chip muffin.

While I was in there, I saw, none other than one of the avengers themselves, Steve Rogers. He'd ordered himself a small coffee and pastry and was now sitting alone, reading the newspaper. I figured now was as good as any time to make friends with them. Maybe now I wouldn't have to sneak into the party..

"Hi, is this seat taken?" I asked, and smiled sweetly.

"Uh, no, you can use it." He replied, glancing slightly from his paper.

"Actually, I was wondering if I could sit down, ha-ha. I figure we could both use the company."

"Oh, I guess, yeah." He put the paper down and looked at me, studying my face. "I'm Steve Rogers." He put his hand out in front of me.

"Delaney Maxwell." I said, proud that I didn't mess up in the very beginning.

"Well, nice to meet you, Delaney. What brings you over here?" He asked, confused.

"Just to talk to an attractive man." I said smoothly, sending a small wink his way, making him laugh.

"You seem a little young.. You have to be seventeen at the most, sweetie."

"I'm twenty, thank you. You're what, twenty-one?"

"Twenty-two, actually. Technically ninety-two." He smirked.

"How the hell could you be ninety-two?" I asked feigning surprise.

"You don't know about me?"

I shook my head.

"Ah, well it's a long story." He said.

"It's only eight in the morning."

So he told me everything, really. It was spoken over coffee, and he walked with me for a little while, while I shopped for some clothes. You'd think he'd get tired of it, but he didn't seem to be bothered by it.

"So basically you're from the 1940's?"

"Something like that.."

I laughed, and continued to walk down the street.

"Look, I gotta run, but my friend Tony is having this party tonight, would you like to come as my guest?" He asked.

Perfect.

"Are you sure? I wouldn't know anyone, and it'd be a little awkward.."

"Nah, you'd fit in perfectly."

"Well, I suppose. You better introduce me to some people though!" I joked, but in reality I was completely serious.

"Alright, where do you live, I'll pick you up around seven. Be ready."

I gave him the address and told him I'd see him then. "Bye Steve." I waved in a flirtatious fashion his way.

"Bye Delaney." He smiled.

I walked away, but I could see that he was still watching. I laughed to myself how stupid he could be. I was already off to an amazing start. I couldn't wait to tell my dad about it tonight. He's going to be so happy with my progress. If all goes well, I'll be coming home next week.

I went home and slept for awhile and realized it was time to get ready around five. I showered and dried my hair. Next I went through my new clothes, placing the dress I bought over my head and felt it fit perfectly into place as it went around my body. Steve told me to it was a formal affair, so I hoped I would fit in. I did my hair the way I wanted it to flow, and slipped on my shoes. Just as I was grabbing my bag, I heard a knock on my door. Knowing who it was, an evil grin slipped onto my face.

Let the games begin.