"Ready Pete?" Tony asked, ruffling Peter's hair as he placed a plate of pancakes in front of him, before settling down with a cup of coffee for himself. Peter nodded curtly and started attacking and devouring his breakfast. Even the extreme fear and anxiety that he was feeling couldn't stop him from eating.

"Woah, slow down Peter." Dr. Strange said, settling down next to them with his own breakfast. "Can't" Peter said in between chews "Gonna be late for school." Peter stuffed the last pancake on his plate into his mouth. He then eyed Dr. Strange's pile and quickly stole one from his plate, giving him a quick hug and running away before he could protest.

"Woah, slow down there kid!" Tony said, after being nearly knocked down by his son. "Don't forget I'm coming with you today!" Tony called out to Peter's receding figure. "OK!" Peter shouted over his shoulder, and disappeared from view.

"I swear that kid will be the death of me." Tony and Stephen muttered together, and looked at each other in amusement before laughing lightly. "Bye honey" Tony said, planting a light kiss on Stephen's cheek before running after Peter.

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"You remember the drill?" Tony asked Peter as the teen tapped his watch, making his iconic red and blue suit form around him like a second skin. They were currently parked a block away from Midtown High. "Yes dad." Peter said, rolling his eyes. "You're even more nervous than me."

"Well I'm afraid you'll Peter this into a bad situation." Tony said as he handed Peter his web shooters. "Did you just...use my name as a verb?" Peter asked, laughing silently. Tony just rolled his eyes at that. "Go knock 'em dead Underoos!" Tony smiled at Peter as he left the car.

A small crowd had formed around the Maserati Granturismo as people excitedly whispered among themselves, wondering who the car belonged to. All of them started gasping and screaming when Spider-Man exited the car and bowed to them before swinging away towards Midtown High.

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Peter nervously tugged at his mask as he neared his school. Sure, he had wandered those corridors too many times to count, but this time he was going to his school not as Peter Parker, the bullied nerd, but as the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man. 

He jumped down from the building as he reached his school, throwing in a back flip, before landing perfectly in between the crowd. Immediately, they all screamed and rushed towards Peter, almost knocking him into the ground- which was saying something, considering his super strength.

"Spider-Man! Can you sign my cards?"

"Can you sign my backpack?"

"Can you show us some of your moves?"

"Spider-Man! Hey bro! Remember me? You took my car!"

"Spider-Man! Web me up to a wall!"

OK. So the last one was a bit weird.

"Sorry guys, but I need to sort out a few things in the office first." Peter said, voice automatically going slightly deeper as he adopted the personality of his alter ego. He turned around and walked towards the office, before remembering he wasn't supposed to know the way. 

He scanned the eager crowd warily before his eyes landed on Ned. His spider lenses widened in delight as he called upon Ned. "Hey Ned! Want to show me where the office is?" Peter shouted, and Ned was unceremoniously given a hundred assorted glares. 

Ned grinned a little before making his way towards Peter, and Peter grinned back at him in reply under his spider mask. He could always count on his guy in the chair. As his best friend came towards him, he saw Flash trying to trip Ned, making him stumble, before grabbing him by his shirt and whispering "You think your special huh? If I were you I wouldn't get too cocky."

Peter was ready to finally stand up to Flash, but Ned grabbed him and led him away from the crowd. "Ned! I could have stopped him like this!" Peter hissed once they were inside, snapping his fingers to show the simplicity of the task. "You don't have to, Pete. Remember, right now your Spider-Man, and Spider-Man doesn't even know who Flash is." Need replied calmly.

Ned was right, so Peter fumed silently as he let Ned guide him to the office that he had already gone to a thousand times in the past. He walked through the door, coughing a little so that Miss. Landingham noticed him. She looked away from her magazine, eyes going wide when she realized who it was.

"I'm Pe- Spider-Man. I was told you have my schedule for today?"

"Y...Yes. Of course. Ummm..." She said, furiously clicking on her keyboard. "There you go!" She said, handing him his time table for the day with shaky hands. "Thanks!" Peter smiled warmly behind his mask before leaving. 

Once outside, he reviewed his timetable. It wasn't good. "What is it with people thinking superheroes make up for brains with brawn?" He said, waving his time table , which had only one AP class, in front of him. "I mean, Clint Barton's pretty famous now." Ned laughed. (A/N: If you get this joke, I love you because nobody ever gets my amazing jokes.)

Peter rolled his eyes, laughing a little with Ned before stuffing the paper into a little nano tech pocket that materialized at will and leaving for his first class.

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The first few classes were good, with no hiccups except for when the teacher made him get up and introduce himself.  Since he couldn't reveal any personal information, his introduction had consisted solely of 'My name is Spider-Man, and I'm here because of the Avengers Outreach Program or AOP'. That was an awkward minute.

He walked into AP Physics, which was the last class before lunch, and Peter was dying to check out the Spider-Man themed pizza that the school had in his honor.

"Let's get this over with" Peter mumbled to himself before walking into the room, bracing himself for the onslaught of fan-girling that was bound to come his way. Immediately, all the girls in the class started screaming excitedly while the guys gaped at him, starstruck.

He smiled a little, trying to ignore all of them. This was so much different than when he was just Peter, and it really made him feel off kilter.

He tried to find an empty seat, but each bench was occupied by at least one person. Guess I can't sit alone anymore. Flash immediately patted the empty seat next to him when he realized that Peter didn't have one.

Why couldn't Ned be in this class?

Since the only empty seat was Flash's, Peter groaned inward before sitting there. "I'm Flash, Flash Thompson." He said proudly, sticking his arm out in greeting.

Peter reluctantly shook it. "I'm Man. Spider-Man." He said. Flash doubled over laughing at that, pretending that it was funny. Peter just rolled his eyes and turned towards the whiteboard, hoping the teacher would arrive soon. "So... Do you remember me? You took my car? You know, your greatest fan?"

Boy, this was going to be one hell of a period.

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The bell finally rang, signalling the one thing children loved the most, freedom. Peter got out of his chair faster than anyone could say 'vigilante', and shot out of the room.

He walked/jogged towards the cafeteria in record speed, anxiously waiting for Ned and MJ. (A/N: In this oneshot, MJ knows, which is not even surprising considering that she's ... Well, MJ)

He queued up in line, and many people immediately got up and tried to join in behind him. A few even gave up the spots in front of him for a chance to talk to Peter. Well, that was a first.

"Hi Spider-Man!" A breathless freshman squeaked, having ran there. Peter was about to reply when the freshman was yanked by his collar and pulled back by none other than Flash Thompson.

Flash took the freshman's place and grinned at Peter. "I thought we were going to leave class together S." Flash said.

Who the hell gives someone a nickname that stupid?

"No we weren't." Peter replied stiffly. Flash either pretended that he didn't notice Peter's hostility or didn't realize it and continued to poke Peter's buttons. It was probably the latter as Flash was about as dense as a brick wall.

"Come on S. Let's get our lunch and I'll introduce you to some of my friends." Flash pressed. At that moment, Peter was at the front of the line. He quickly grabbed his pizza and tried to leave before Flash caught up to him.

He found Ned and MJ at their normal table and grinned under his mask. He started making his way towards the table, two pizzas in hand when Flash jogged up to Peter.

"You don't have to sit with the losers, S. You can sit with the cool kids instead." Flash said, smirking. "OK" Peter said before walking over to Ned and MJ and plopping his tray onto the table.

Flash started at Peter, mouth flopping open like a fish. "What?" Peter deadpanned. "You're the one who told me to sit with the cool kids."

Ned burst out laughing as MJ giggled, actually giggled. "Did you just...?" Peter and Ned trailed off, at a loss of words. "Don't get used to it Spider-Man." MJ teased before returning to her book, 'human bondage'.

Well, it looks like the day wasn't going turn out to be as bad as Peter thought it would.

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Remember when Peter said that today wasn't that bad? He couldn't have been more wrong.

As soon as Peter finished his lunch, he felt something go haywire in his body. His Spidey sense. He realized what it was and yelled out just in time. "Duck!"

Stunned to really process what was happening, the students quickly took cover under their benches.

As if on cue, a huge portion of the right wall of the cafeteria burst open and rained debris onto them.

As the smoke cleared, Doctor Octopus, The Vulture and the Green Goblin entered the cafeteria. (A/N: I know this is supposed to be Tom Holland's Peter Parker, but I needed more villains.)

"Spider-Man!" Doctor Ock warbled. "Come with me and none of the kids have to get hurt." He warned. Peter smirked, immediately setting into action.

"Gee I don't know. Shouldn't you at least take me out on a date first?" Peter sassed. "I do not have enough time for your games, Spider Man." The Green Goblin said. "Surrender now."

"And if I don't?"

"Then-" The vulture said, picking up the first person he could find, who was unfortunately (or fortunately, not that Peter was going to admit that) Flash. "-we will kill this kid." He finished.

Flash whimpered, and Peter could swear he just wet himself. Peter looked at the three of them, a plan instantly forming in his mind.

"Ok." Peter said "I'll come with you, pigeon." The vulture growled at that "My name is not Pigeon." He snapped. "Whatever you say, crow."

The Vulture grumbled, frustrated. Peter walked towards them and halted about two feet away. "Put him down." Peter commanded.

The Vulture obediently threw Flash hard onto the ground, which made the 'hardcore' bully wince in pain. The Green Goblin kept his weapon aimed at Peter the entire time.

"Web shooters. Now" He said. Peter looked around a little, and saw the anxious faces of his classmates and teachers. He immediately whipped around and covered the nozzle of The Goblins weapon with web and pulled it towards him.

"You've made a terrible mistake Spider-Man." Dr. Ock growled. Peter launched into action, immediately webbing up all the joints of The Vultures wings, causing him to get pinned on the ground.

He tackled Green Goblin next, using a healthy blend of karate, judo and taekwondo to pin him down before lifting up a heavy chunk of the blasted wall and webbing it to his back.

"Sorry, Green Turtle. Maybe you'll defeat me next time." Peter said as The Green Goblin was forced to crawl on all fours due to the extra weight on his back.

Finally, only Dr. Ock was left. "Miss me, Doctor?" Peter said, trying to web up one of his many arms. Dr. Ock dodged it and tried to injure Peter with his metal pincers.

"Hey Doc?" Peter said as he jumped onto the ceiling and pulled off one arm. "I've been having a few migraines these days. Can you write me a prescription?" Peter called out.

"Ughhhh" Dr. Ock replied, trying to free two of his pincers from Peter's web. Peter back-flipped and landed on Dr. Ock's back, and started pulling out his tentacles.

Dr. Ock slashed at him, hitting Peter right in the face with three of his arms. Peter groaned at the impact, feeling his nose break, just as he finally pulled out the arms from Dr. Ock's suit before webbing him up securely.

"I think I'll take a rain check on the kidnapping guys. Maybe next time?" Peter laughed as the whole cafeteria burst into applause.

Peter grinned, turning to check if everyone was all right. But as soon as he faced them, the entire cafeteria went silent. Flash looked so shocked that it looked like his eyes were going to fall out of its sockets.

"Guys?" Peter asked, confused. "Spider-Man, your mask is in pieces. I can see your face loser." MJ declared. Peter could feel the color drain out of his face as he realized that he just revealed his identity to approximately a thousand people.

"Uhh..." Peter said, addressing his classmates. "Surprise?"

The entire cafeteria started screaming at once.

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A/N: I can explain...

...Actually I can't.

Turns out I have this disease called laziness which makes me want to just lie in bed and do nothing all day. But don't worry. I'm consulting the best doctors about it.

Anyways, here's another crappy chapter filled with clichés and predictable twists. The only arrow in my quiver is sass.

Bonus:

I'm leaving you with a joke.

Tony: Why did the chicken cross the road?

Steve: Why?

Tony: To get to the idiots house.

Tony: Knock Knock.

Steve: Who's there?

Tony: The chicken.

Please vote and comment for this chapter guys. I've sacrificed a lot of sleep for this book.

Goodbye!