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(Time skip 2 days.)

Peter’s P.O.V.

I wouldn’t say that I missed school, but I would say I missed my friends. A lot. The metal arm was hidden by a black leather jacket and black gloves.

As I walked through the hallways, I saw a couple of familiar faces, and a couple unfamiliar one's. Betty, Jason, and Abraham were a couple of the people that I spotted and gave a quick wave too.

“Hey Parker!” An annoyingly, slightly terrifying voice called out. I groaned inwardly and turned around, waiting for the impact but nothing happened.

“Listen, I have no idea what happened for the past five years, but what I do know is that I want a fresh start. No more bullying, no more teasing or taunting. What do you say Parker?” Flash asked.

I stared at him for a couple of seconds, trying to comprehend what he just said.

“I...umm, okay I guess.” I said, nodding a bit awkwardly before we walked to calculus.

“Sup loser?” MJ asked, as I sat down a couple seats away from her.

“Nothing much.. I just- Flash was being nice today. It was kind of weird.” I said, still a bit shocked from what happened moments ago.

“Yeah, a bit weird. But eh, what does it matter, he’s still an idiot.” MJ said, making me chuckle slightly.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” I said, twiddling with a pencil as Ned whispered out questions in rapid-fire, and I answered them, still focusing on the chapter.

“Parker, what’s with the new look?” Flash asked suddenly.

“Uh, just trying it out.” I said, smiling slightly.

“Mr. Parker. Gloves and Jackets aren’t allowed in class. Remove them immediately.” My calculus teacher said.

“Sir, if I may. Almost 50 percent of the class are wearing jackets, or are trying to subtly hide them and are failing. So how is it any different if Parker wears a jacket? He looks cool in it.” Flash said, defending me.

“Mr. Thompson! That is no way to-” Our calculus teacher started.

“Sir, it’s okay. I’ll...uh...I’ll remove it. I slowly took off my gloves, my eyes shut during the process, and I heard a quiet gasp and a few whispers.

I shrugged off my jacket and heard louder gasps and now even more talking. I flinched from the noise as MJ yelled. "Shut up and let him explain!"

The noise slowly quietened down as I opened my eyes to see a lot of people staring at me, waiting for answers.

"Peter. Wha- what happened to you?" Ned asks, almost in tears.

"I got trapped under a building. I lost my arm in the process." I mumbled quietly, but the class heard it and gave me pitiful looks. Tears threatened to spill as I quickly sat back down and looked down.

"Stop staring! Go back to your work!" Flash snapped as the rest of the class hesitantly got back to what they were doing. After school ended, and I walked out of my last class and to my locker, Flash, Ned, and MJ walked beside me, glaring at anyone who decided to stare.

"Thanks guys." I said, smiling slightly as I shouldered my backpack and we walked outside.

"No problem Parker." Flash said and walked away.

"Sure Loser. Remember the decathlon meet tomorrow." MJ said, and walked off.

"Anytime Peter. You're my best friend!" Ned said and pulled me into a hug, and then we did our handshake. I nodded as a horn blared and quickly said bye to Ned and walked over to the black limo.

The window rolled down to show Natasha Romanoff and with a smile, she said "You ready for some Ice-cream Peter?"

I quickly got into the car, and shutting the door I replied, "How can I say no, Auntie Tasha?" And we drove off to the nearest Ice-cream parlor.

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-Nat