Tony's POV

"Tony, the results are in! Come look at the background checks with me!" I hear Pepper say through Friday. Sighing I put down my tools and head  to the elevator.

"Tell her I'm on my way" I really don't think this is a good idea. A kid in the lab is not a good idea. A kid in Stark Towers is not a good idea.

When the elevator reaches where Pepper is, I step off and see her with a bunch of files next to the tests.

"I was thinking we could have Friday read us the files going from the lowest score to the highest. That sound alright?" She says as I start making a cup of coffee.

Subconsciously I say, "That sounds fine." I take a seat and Pepper tells Friday to start.

"The lowest score out of the ten is a 65%........"

~~~~~~~~~ Time Skip ~~~~~~~~~

"This is the last one boss and boss lady." I finally hear the words I have been waiting for Fri to say. It's almost over.

"Ok read it off Friday." Pepper says. I can hear she is now thinking this maybe wasn't a good idea. So far the highest score is a 72% and that kid hasn't had the best past. All of these kids seem like they would cause trouble in the labs and I believe Pep agrees.

"Wait, before you read it off. Pep if this kid only gets a couple percents higher than the second and has a bad background, I say we call this whole thing off. Deal?" I say hopefully.

"I think I'm going to have to agree with you, Tony. None of these kids where what I was promised when looking into the school." I silently do a happy dance.

"Ok Fri, now you can read it off." I tell my AI.

"The highest score is a 100%, by a sophomore whose name is Peter Parker. Mr. Parker lost both his parents at a young age from a plane crash and has lived with his Aunt and Uncle, who are his last living relatives. About a year ago he lost his Uncle to a gun shot wound. He was there when it happened. Despite all of his loss, he has always been top of his class and all of his teachers say he is a kind and caring boy. Mr. Parker is usually in all sorts of advanced math and science classes. His records indicate no suspensions, expulsions or any trouble of any kind."

Me and Pepper sit there, stunned.

"He's been through so much. And he seems okay." She says sadly, "He's like you sort of. I think he would be good here."

"I can't believe I'm going to say this but, I agree." I tell her, still processing the information.

"Then I will get it all worked out." She gets up and goes to the elevator.

And I still sit there. He is like me. A me if I had people around me like he does. Now I want to meet this Peter Parker.

Peter's POV

We are all being herded like cattle to the gym. I already hated assembly's before the spider bite, but with enhanced hearing, it makes everything worse. The bruises I got from patrol last night don't help either.

I find Ned through the crowd and we sit by the nearest exit. The principal gets to the middle of the floor and starts talking,

"As you all know, you all took a test yesterday for Stark Industries to become Tony Starks personal intern. Well right now, I am holding the student who has been chosen," He holds up an envelope in his hand and continues, "I have not seen this either so it will be a surprise for all of us."

He pauses, most likely for suspense and opens it. I hear Flash a few rows in front of me say,

"Its totally me. I was told about it before hand and I studied for it." One, that's cheating and two, from what I saw he didn't even finish the test. I saw our principal hesitate, then feel my spidey sense faintly tingle. Like something is going to happen, though not necessarily bad.

"Well, this student is a sophmore," He said and all other grades visibly deflated, "This person is a male," All the girls deflated, well except for Mj, who just shrugged, "Congratulations to Mister Peter Parker!"

I froze, while Ned was freaking out next to me and Flash was giving me death glares.

I just got an internship to SI.

Ned pushed me to the front to shake my principals hand and said to go to Stark Industries to get information immediately.

Guess I have different plans after school.