❝ Yeah, I'm kinda trying to get her number, ❞

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(Y/N) (L/N)

I KNOW THIS IS AN UNBELIEVABLY STUPID IDEA, but I need to seduce Peter Parker to get in his room. I'm smart but I make dumb choices and I don't wanna talk about it.

Not really seduce, just may be enough for him to take me to his room.

Dad would disagree with that silly scheme, but I'm desperate that I could become his test subject in the lab if he wanted to. Joining the Avenger is my life, being part would be a dream come true. And he gave me that only one probability to let me enlisted in the hero team.

So for today, I have planned a much more dashing outfit than usual that screams I'm not a whore but not a virgin either.

Mathematics was the next subject that is the same with him. It was my chance for him to ask me out and hopefully, we'd end up in his bedroom or something. Not that I look forward to it or anything.

I could not wear a short skirt like a lil' bitch because I don't wanna go off and seem like a slut. My idea of seduction is innocently doing it while also pretending I'm not doing it on purpose. Now listen up ladies, innocently seducing them is the best way to win a man. They'd fall for you in an instant.

But to be honest, I don't know how to take a man's heart without acting sexual in a kind of way forgive me. But since I'm in a rush, my way is valid.

Refining my waist and butt was the best option since simple pants and belts could do a trick and stylish shirt.

From afar, I saw Parker in front of his locker.

I examined myself, making sure that every inch of me was thought well and good looking.

He was walking in my direction, on his way probably on his way to Calculus. Then he saw me and paused from his movement.

'Shit, why do I feel nervous? He should be the one that's supposed to be this way.'

"Peter!" I called out acknowledging his presence alongside his friend who kept talking beside him. "Good morning, we both have calculus right?"

"Good morning and y-yeah!" Peter was flustered as always.

Remember my plan? Yeah, I have no idea how to talk to boys.

"So, who's your friend Peter?" His friend spoke in the midst of silence after realizing how awkward the atmosphere became. He has dark-skin and looked like he came from southeast Asia. "You didn't tell me she was pretty—Ow!" He whispered to Parker which I can clearly hear.

"Ned Leeds, 15; No records from the police department," Maria spoke from the headset that only I could hear.

Maria only mentions the important part such as that. Birthdays and family background were displayed on the glass but Maria doesn't mention those parts.

"Oh, uh. Ned this is Camille Robinsons, Camile this is—"

Oh, yeah. I forgot I was Camille and not (Y/N).

"Oh sweet, so you're the girl who gave us an additional point from the quiz. Thanks for that by the way!" The boy whose named Ned cheered as he raises his hand to a shake. Naturally, we just invented our own handshake were in both of us kinda found it impressive.

"Yeah, I think we're gonna be besties from now on." He casually stated. And yeah, I think we're going to be besties.

"Your next class is Calculus, right? I'll see you around guys!" He waved goodbye before we parted ways to head-on with our schedule.

"So, uhm... How was your day..?" Peter asked twiddling with his backpack strap.

"It's been good," I replied calmly. Both of us, were nervous to talk to each other. Gosh, we look like 7th graders who have a crush on each other.

'Shit, what happened to the sexy (Y/N)?'

"Hearing you guys talk feels like I'm watching a white crayon-color on paper."

We turned to see MJ, who looks so dull as usual. She and I never really talked, except that one time she accused of liking this boy beside me. She was strange.

"I'm not eavesdropping. I'm just observing." She answers boredly before passing her way in.

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The class has begun. The teacher was absent, and the replacement was quite a lazy one. 10 minutes hasn't passed yet, and he already dozed off, leaving all students to have the freedom to do whatever they want.

"I'm so tired... If only the new Avengers comics would come out a little more early then I'd be happy." I groaned, resting my head on the palm of my hand.

"Avengers? You're a fan of the comics too?" A voice that was filled with a jolly timbre spoke from beside me. It was Peter who has his eyes in sparkle, I've never seen him this thrilled especially for something like a book.

"Yeah... You are too?" Despite my love-hate relationship with my father, I have been ever since been a fan of the Avengers franchise such as toys, cereals, comic books, and even t-shirts. But those kinds of stuff were hidden from Stark, I didn't want him to know of course.

"Yeah! Have you read the newest issue? When they fought off Ultron? It was so cool!"

I dropped off my play role and got excited too.

"Yeah! The art was so good I couldn't stop reading!" I fangirled trying to recall all things that have happened in the comics.

"Yeah, and Vision was so cool! Da—I mean Tony Stark created him with also the help of the Mind Stone."

"Who's Vision..? And what's ugh... Mind Stone?"

'Shit. They were never in the comic books. This happened in real life.'

"Oh, ugh... I must've gotten mixed up with Robo-Cop haha... My bad."

High school is really not that bad. Though, it made me realize how little freedom I had. Growing with Stark I was thought 'to do this' and 'to do that' since Tony has a reputation going around the whole world so it would be bad.

I can't help but feel jealous of these kids. The fun they have with their friends or maybe just going out to go around places was taken for granted. These were the things I couldn't have and I was bitter about it.

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"Yeah, and when Captain America hit him with his shield!"

"That sent chills down my spine like no cap. No pun intended."

We laughed at my ridiculous unintentional joke. We actually have a lot of common and I think we could be actually good friends, plus he's so adorable if I may add that.

"Yeah, Iron Man sucks ass."

"Iron Man? You don't like Iron Man?"

"He could just iron my clothes or something for all I care."

The session we had in class seems like it ended early when it didn't. We even agreed to be partners for an upcoming project.

"I see you guys are finally getting along." Ned comes to our way with a satisfied grin.

"Yeah, I'm kinda trying to get her number," Peter revealed and immediately covers his mouth right after.

I can't help but play a mischievous smile. I knew he wasn't supposed to say that in front of me. "Oh! I-I wasn't using you or anything! I'm not gonna ask for anything at all—You kinda look stunning today—Wait, no—It's just that I think we could be good frie—"

"Oh, just shut up and give me your phone, Parker."

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Fun Fact: Peter already has notes on how to treat a girl and a list of places for dates.

A/N: iDK how american school works so my knowledge is just based off of on movies and google so forgive me if i ever get anything wrong.

if ur questioning y peter seems to be like falling easily for the reader its because he's the type of person to be like that but don't worry guys I'll make sure they'd have some sort of conflict that'll prevent them from getting together 🤫

QOTD: What would be your OST if you were in a battle?

the raising fighting spirit naruto i--no question that's it