Tbh this is really random and very cliche. It starts off okay and then slowly descends into chaos. Enjoy lol.

...

Peter was, rightfully so, bouncing in his chair. Sure, chemistry had its pros, but so did leaving school.

For instance, Peter got to go to the Tower after school, where he would be seeing the Princess of Wakanda. This wasn't their first meeting, but Peter was still very excited to see Shuri. The two were very close friends, and they had fun (Tony didn't enjoy it as much because he never got their references, but Peter was happy so he let it happen).

"Mr. Parker, would you like to share with the class why you cannot seem to sit still?"

Now he'd done it. The teacher had noticed his bouncy mood and called him out, but Peter couldn't find the will to be embarrassed. Not when Shuri was visiting.

"Sure, Ms. Campbell! I, for one, am so excited for this lesson. Chemistry has always been one of my favorite classes, as you know, and I'm really good at it, so I can't wait for this lesson. Big equations and toxic ingredients, perfect mix for my generation. Shall you continue?"

He got a few strange looks, but Peter couldn't find the strength to care. Not with Shuri on her way.

...

Chemistry was done. Now only one class left before he could bolt towards the tower, Calculus.

Yuck.

The class was going by, as all classes do eventually, when a blaring ringtone rang out. For a minute Peter wondered who's phone that was.

Oh Sh- That was his!

"Mr. Parker, answer your phone on speakerphone please. You know the rules." Said his teacher sternly.

Shakily, partially because of his excitement (he knew the ringtone, of course he did), he pressed answer. Then speakerphone.

"Hey-" He was cut off.

"Yo Petes where you at? I just got here with T'challa, and you aren't here. You grocery shopping or something?" Shuri's voice echoed through the classroom.

Silence.

"Um... Shuri? I'm at school, in math class. You are on speakerphone."

"Speakerphone? Why?"

"Because it's the rules, Shuri." Peter said, rolling his eyes.

"Well, that's stupid. Okay, bye I guess, Parker. See you later!"

"Bye." Peter said, and hung up. The class looked at him with wide eyes. And, of course, per usual in stories like this, Flash felt the need to give Peter his opinion of his very real conversation.

"Parker, who was that? Because there is no way that that was Shuri, Princess of Wakanda. No. Freaking. Way." Ugh, listen to that whiny voice of his. Go fall in blue cheese dressing, Eugene.

...

Peter burst through the school doors like a Disney Princess experiencing her first solo song. It was glorious.

He raced through streets and got to the tower in record time, and waited impatiently in the elevator as Friday brought him up to where Shuri was.

As soon as the doors opened, he raced out of the elevator, flung his backpack across the room (It hit Sam), and raced off to the labs. Shuri was expecting him, of course. This was somewhat a routine.

Peter slammed opened the doors, and, at the top his lungs, screamed, "Wahhhhhhhh!"

Shuri looked up at him as she dropped a piece of metal. "Ah! Stop, I could've drop my croissant!"

They had a nice laugh before they continued to work. They chattered, sure, then suddenly, Peter stopped what he was working on.

Quietly, "Friday, Play some guitar instrumental."

She did, and as it played, Peter held up a piece of paper. "Look at this graph!"

It was, Indeed, a graph.

...

At some point Shuri left the room to get snacks. When she walked back in, she dropped all of them, only to pick up a single bag of tortilla chips.

Together, in unison, "Hurricane Katrina? More like, Hurricane Tortilla!"

Tony walked in at that exact moment, and seriously considered leaving for good. However, he did not, as he loved Peter too much.

...

Peter groaned as he messed up an equation and would have to backtrack quite a ways. In a blank and unemotional voice, he said, "We all die. You either kill yourself or get killed." (cue beatboxing) "What'chu gonna do? What'chu gonna do?"

Tony looked over, horrified. "Peter? Are you okay?"

...

Shuri approached Dum-E, and said, in a tearful voice, "I thought you were bae. Turns out, you're just fam."

Dum-E, who had been coded to respond to this correctly, said, "bro."

Tony looked over. "Bae? Bro? What?"

...

Peter had finally figured out the equation, and watched a simulation go correctly. "Yes!" Peter shouted.

From across the room, Shuri went, "That was legitness."

"Yeah it was!" Peter yelled back.

Tony had no words. Actually, that was a lie. He did have words.

"What are those? Why are-"

"They are my crocs!" Both teens screamed.

...

"Well Mr. Stark, They're vines." Peter explained.

"Vines? But vines are for grapes, not videos!" Tony said, confused.

A little bit of Peter's soul died that day.