❝ You know I like how we have the same classes every day. ❞

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(Y/N) (L/N)

I KNOW I USE THE WORD 'HATE' A LOT BUT I HATE MORNINGS. Especially a morning at school. Yes, me mentioning of not liking school will never end. And hopefully, Mr. Jerk Face Stark would allow me to have my own apartment near the school so I don't have to wake up at 5 AM in the fucking morning.

Yeah, kinda my fault that I stayed up late. It was one of my days where I just overthink where my brain reminds me of embarrassing things that I have done.

I didn't put any effort into what I looked like today. Hopefully, people won't notice that.

"You look miserable today."

Oh, jesus.

I turned my head to see Ned. Ned is a neutral guy, the type of dude I don't mind chilling with. Though, I did notice how much he would help Peter try to 'mingle' with me 2 months ago. I'm fully aware that Peter had a crush on me.

"You don't look like a ray of sunshine yourself," I replied back as I slammed my locker.

"Hm. Fair enough." He shrugged.

Once we saw Peter from a distance, we naturally walked together in his direction, which Ned finds rather unusual. He was probably not yet used to this 'new' me since I was a completely different person when I was 'Camille'.

With his close relation to Peter, I'm sure Peter told him my real name and every other detail.

"Join me and together... We'll build my new LEGO Death Star." Ned sneaks up behind Peter holding a small Lego avatar from Star Wars.

Immediately, Peter looks at Ned with anticipation.

"So, lame." A group of cheerleaders from behind commented while I shot them a death stare. They all gulped, knowing damn well what I did to that bitch face Mcgee yesterday.

"That's lame." I looked back at the two. I'm the only person who's allowed to make fun of them.

Peter shrugged at my comment and continued to talk to Ned.

As expected, lots of people were looking in our direction since a girl like me who was already a celebrity at school 2 months ago, is now hanging out with these two blockheads.

"You want to build it tonight?"

"No, I can't tonight. I've got the Stark—"

"Are you sure about that Peter?" I chimed in the conversation as I raised my brow because I know for damn sure that there are no such things as Stark Internship as off today.

"U-Uhm... Yeah?" He replies nervously while I eyed him suspiciously. 'What are you up to later, Parker?'

"Always got that Stark Internship." We all began to walk. Obviously, with my presence around, they gave me space in between of them so we'd be all at the same pace. I liked how they both welcomed me.

"Yeah, well, hopefully, soon it'll lead to a real job with them."

"That would be so sweet... He'd be all, 'Good job on those spreadsheets, Peter. Here's a gold coin.'" Ned imitated, while both Peter and I looked at him as I let a small smile escape from my lips.

Seeing Peter in the Avengers facility would be quite... Interesting to see. I'd enjoy that a lot, not gonna lie.

"That's exactly how they work," Peter said while Ned gave a short laugh.

"Anyways, Peter. I'm free today so I was hoping it would be a really good idea if we go together for that internship that you are saying."

"Wait, you're part of that too?" Ned asked. "Yeah, it's literally like hell, so I suggest you don't join." Promotion at its finest.

"Oh, and by the way, Peter. I might want to have a closer look at your 'uniform' since I wanted to clarify some things and hopefully, it will be in your good hands... Can I trust you with that 'uniform'?"

Peter looks completed daze with a girl from the distance.

I followed the direction of his eyes to see a female walking in the hallways with a bunch of other students. 'Yeah. Not my type.'

But I did worked with her from time to time because of the homecoming bullshit my 'friends' forced me to help with.

"Peter... Peter—Peter. Peter!" I called out the still distracted boy.

"Ah! Y-Yeah, that would be great (Y/N)! I'll totally come with you on the Hotdog stand!" He suddenly blurts out which was unrelated to what I just said.

I hate displaying affection. It's stupid.

I raised a brow and exhaled my nose as if I was releasing my fury. "Get your shit together and go to your next class," I commanded with a stern voice once I heard the bell ring.

"Yes, M'am." Peter agreed, looking down in fear and heads on with his class.

Ned was still there beside me with a smirk that irked me from the head down to my toes.

"What?" I asked.

"Hehe. You're jelly."

"I'm not." I barked back as he walked away with a pleased smile.

"Well, can't blame him. You were the one that didn't come to the date."

Right. That date.

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"Wait, so you post everything on the internet? Won't people know your identity if you did that?" I questioned, even though Stark informed me of his popularity on YouTube.

"I mean, yeah. But like it's a documentary, you know?" Peter attempts to give out a reasonable explanation as to why he was doing this, which I didn't buy.

"You just like vlogging." I chuckled as a scene of him stopping a car crashing into a bus play.

He really is New York's superhero.

Physics class. I was sitting next to Peter as he explained and further puts into words things that he had done.

"Okay, so how do we calculate linear acceleration... between points A and B?—Flash."

"It's the product of the sine of the angle and gravity divided by the mass."

"Nope. Peter and the girl beside you. You still with us?" The way my heart dropped when the teacher called us. Why do I get nervous hearing my name in class, I literally give a free speech for my Dad's parties?

"Uh, uh, yeah, yeah," Peter responded and glances at the diagram.

"Mass cancels out, so it's gravity times sine." He answered easily.

"And you, young lady. Didn't get your name." She gives a smile to him before facing me.

"It's (Y/N)."

"Explain why mass cancels out based on the diagram being shown." She questioned.

"Uh..." I squinted my eyes and peeked at the whiteboard.

"Acceleration is zero. The line there prevents mass from moving away from the pivot point, assuming that the mass moves only in its perpendicular direction so it leaves us with gravity and a net force equal to the product of the mass which is Peter's answer." I explained.

Everyone's eyes were on me. Ms. Warren looks satisfied with my answer while Peter was impressed.

"Good job, (Y/N). See, flash, being the fastest isn't always the best if you are wrong."

Flash who was positioned in front of our table turned his head to us. "You're dead." He warned.

"And you're a sag of shit that walks and breathes human air." I inched forward in a threatening manner.

"Piss off," I mumbled while he turned back to the whiteboard and continued to mutter to himself of why I'm hanging out with someone like Peter.

Peter looks at me with wide eyes. He didn't expect that sort of language to get out of my mouth.

"What?"

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"You know I like how we have the same classes every day." Peter brings up with a delighted tone as we walked along the corridors together to our next class.

I continued to look straight and exhausted. "I wish a day where there wasn't."

"You know I actually get what you wanted to say to me yesterday..." He suddenly brings up biting the inside of his cheek. "So... Why are you here with me?" He asked.

And finally, he did. Though, of course, I don't want to reveal him the answer to just yet. I came up with something and just pretended I was just some teenager with powers that be in need of companions.

"I don't know... You did say that people with powers should team-up that's why I came to you." I shrugged, doing my best to stay chill.

"Huh? Then why'd you bring that sort of 'trust' thing yesterday?" He was puzzled by my answer since I did mention some things that involved partnership and the Avengers.

"Because you're an idiot."

"Then what about the thing you said about Tony Stark? (Y/N)..? (Y/N)—Come on, just tell meee!"

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"Today we're talking about Danish physicist Niels Bohr, but trust me, there's nothing Bohr-ing about his discoveries regarding quantum theory." Mr. Cobwell joked while the whole class pretended to laugh.

I glance at Peter, who seems to be doing something below his desk.

I used Maria as I zoomed in and read his notes on top.

'Web Fluid
Version 3.01'

Chemical compounds and items that were used to making. He really puts into the mind everything he does.

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"Did Liz get a new top?" Peter asked as he stared at his new senior crush who was taking care of the 'homecoming' events.

"No. We've seen that before, but never with that skirt."

"Ew. Creepy." I mumbled at Ned's comment.

I just found it strange how they allow short skirts.

"We should probably stop staring before it gets creepy."

"Too late. You guys are losers." The girl from across the table budges in the conversation. If I'm not mistaken, her name was 'MJ' and was often reading books.

"Then why do you sit with us?"

"Because I don't have any friends." She responded.

"Same," I answered.

"Then what are we supposed to be?" Peter questioned who looked genuinely hurt with what I just said.

"You guys are losers," I answered, not taking his query seriously. MJ chuckled at my comment.

'I think we'd be good friends if you ask me.'

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Fun Fact: MJ got curious about (Y/N) considering her weird attributes and sudden change of friends. She saw her (fake) Agent Shield ID at some point, so she knew she was a spy. She didn't tell anyone, but it did frighten her a bit.

A/N: hope im right with y/n's answer lolol

and ya'll calm down, peter will end up liking y/n and he likes her but he doesn't realize it himself or something like that idk be patient

QOTD: What's a major turn-off when it comes to guys?

bad breathe, ugly teeth, bad body odor. mostly bad hygiene. musty boys.