Peter's apartment was small, but homey. Isabella looked around and smiled a little, wishing she could have this. Have a normal house, not that living with Tony was bad, it just made her feel awkward sometimes. 

"It's not much, but hey, it's home." Peter said closing the door behind her. Isabella smiled back at him. 

"It's homey, like a home should be." She responded. 

"I like her already." A female voice said from the kitchen making Peter laugh and his face to turn a soft shade of pink. 

"Mayyy." Peter groaned as he walked to the kitchen. 

Isabella followed and smiled at the person who was currently sitting at the kitchen table reading a book. 

"You must be Bella. I'm Peter's Aunt. You can just call me May." The woman said standing up and shaking Isabella's hand. 

"So you're the famous Aunt May?" Isabella asked and shook her hand. "Peter has told me many things about you." She added making May look in his direction. 

"Well I hope it's all good things." May said making Peter laugh. 

"How could be any bad thing? You're the best." Peter said grabbing his backpack from the table. "We have to go work on Spanish though...come on Bella." Peter added and Isabella nodded before turning back to May. 

"It's nice to meet you." Isabella said before following Peter to his room. 

"Keep the door open!" May called causing both Isabella's face and Peter's face to turn a little pink. 

When Isabella walked into Peter's room she found him trying to clean up a small space on his bed for them to sit. 

"Sorry it's kind of a mess. Ned came over last night to build a lego death star and it kind of fell and exploded and we had to find all the pieces and I haven't had time to clean all of it up yet." Peter rambled causing Isabella to laugh a little before sitting on a small section of floor that did not have clothes on it. 

"It's okay, I like sitting on the floor anyway." Isabella said and Peter looked at her and nodded a little before sitting down next to her and gathering his homework from his backpack. 

"So why have you been rubbing your chest all day? Someone hit you?" Isabella asked as she got her Spanish homework out. She looked at him as he struggled to come up with an excuse. 

"I um, I ran into someone with a book in their arm and the corner hit me in the chest." Peter explaining and if Isabella wasn't working at the moment she would've laughed so hard. She thought he could come up with a better excuse than that. 

"Why do you rub your upper arm all the time?" Peter asked causing Isabella to freeze for a minute. 

"I um, it's a tick that I do when I'm nervous or stressed about something. I didn't think it was that noticeable." Isabelle said fighting the urge to do it right then. She would rub the burns on her arm because any pressure on them would hurt a little, so whenever she was uncomfortable, she would rub her arms, putting a little pressure on the burns. 

Peter nodded a little before opening his Spanish book and then his notebook. "Okay, well let's start on Spanish." He said, obviously believing there was something more to the story that she told him but didn't want to push it. 

After completing the Spanish homework with some difficulty, Isabella decided to work on some of her art homework as Peter worked on his math homework. 

"I didn't know you could draw." Peter said as he looked up from his long math problem. 

"A friend taught me a few years back and I've loved it ever since." Isabella explained, actually not lying this time. Steve had taught her how to draw and they would sometimes just sit, draw, and joke around. That was one thing she missed about having the entire team together. She missed a lot of things about having the whole team in the compound or tower. 

Peter nodded as he finished the problem he was on. "Can I see what you're working on?" He asked as he closed his book and set it to the side. 

Isabella hesitated for a second before nodding. "Don't think I'm weird okay? The project is to draw someone and you were just there and yeah..." She explained before handing her sketchbook to Peter. 

Peter looked at the sketch of him for a minute before looking up at her. "This is amazing, like you're really talented." Peter said looking back down at the drawing. 

Isabella smiled a little and looked at her hands. "Thanks, I didn't know who to draw and then I remembered I had to do it for Friday and I just started drawing." She said. 

Peter was about to respond when May walked into the room. "Hey you two, I hope you're ready for a study break. I ordered some pizza." She said and both of them nodded before standing up. 

"Yes!" Peter said excitedly. 

Isabella felt her phone vibrate in her back pocket and took it out to look at it. Tony was calling. "Uh you guys go ahead, I need to take this." She said and May gestured Peter out of his room before Isabella picked up. 

"How could you not tell me that you and Peter were involved with the bank explosion?!" Tony yelled into her ear before she could say anything. 

"I didn't tell you because you would probably would've pulled me out of this job." Isabella whispered and she could practically hear Tony's eyes rolling. 

"I thought you didn't even want this job." Tony argued. He as suddenly curious why she wanted this job all of a sudden.  

"Hey Bella, we were thinking about turning on a movie. Star Wars work?"  Peter asked poking his head inside the room. 

Isabella nodded a little before responding to Tony when Peter was gone again. "It's not as bad as I thought." 

"You like the job?" Tony asked, suddenly very surprised. Isabella didn't respond to the question. "You like him." Tony said, the realization hitting him. 

"What? I never said that." Isabella defended with pink cheeks but Tony scoffed. 

"You're at his apartment right now, eating dinner with May and him. You actually like the job you despised. You like him." Tony said causing Isabella to groan and hang up before Tony could say anything else. 

As Isabella shoved her phone back into her back pocket she walked out to join Peter and May in the movie. She sat down and grabbed two pieces of pizza silently. 

"You okay?" Peter asked turning towards her and Isabella nodded a little.

"Just my dad." Isabella muttered as she took a bite. 

Peter nodded a little before giving her a side hug with one arm. Isabella smiled a little as she watched the movie in silence. 

When the movie was over Isabella had fallen asleep. She missed about half an hour of the movie but Peter and May didn't have the heart to wake her up. When they were cleaning up Isabella woke up but kept her eyes closed, not wanting to move. 

"So Peter, Bella is really pretty." May said as she brought the plates to the sink. 

"She's just a friend." Peter said as she closed the pizza boxes. 

"Sure she is. Whether you see it or not, I see the way you look at her." May says as she turns the sink on and starts cleaning the dishes.

Peter didn't respond, he didn't know what May was talking about. He liked Liz, not Bella. Maybe he didn't like Liz and since he didn't fully trust her, he thought he liked Liz. He was now very confused and looked over at Isabella who he thought was still asleep. 

"How do I look at her?" Peter asked looking over at May. 

"Like your Uncle Ben looked at me." May sadly said looking over at Peter. She smiled a little at him and Peter looked back at Isabella with a small smile on his lips. 

Isabella decided it was time to actually get up and help while she could. She groaned as she stretched out her legs and arms. 

"Well hi there sleepy." Peter greeted her with a small smile. 

"Hi there." Isabelle said as she rubbed her eyes softly before looking at him. She smiled a little and sat up. "I'm sorry I fell asleep during the movie. Is there anything I could do to help clean up?" She asked and both Peter and May shook their heads. 

"Don't worry about it. It is getting late though." Peter said as he stood up and helped Isabella off the couch. 

"Right, I should probably get my stuff." Isabella said and Peter nodded a little. 

"I'll help you in a second let me just put the pizza away." Peter said and Isabella nodded a little as she walked back into his room. 

Isabella was putting her books and notebooks back into her backpack but the catsuit made it hard for them to go in. She sighed as she moved things around and finally got things zipped up. Right as Peter walked in she noticed her mask on the ground. Her eyes widened a little as she grabbed it and shoved it into the backpack. 

"What was that?" Peter asked and walked over to her. 

"Um, nothing." Isabella said and looked at him. 

"That was obviously a lie. What was that?" Peter asked walking closer to her with every word. 

"Peter please don't." Isabella said as Peter looked at her. He sighed and grabbed her backpack before putting it on the bed and opening it.