+ the 1 time he didn't have to be.

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1

Peter Parker was not in the mood for anything. He woke up with a pounding headache that made his day so much worse.

Peter grudgingly made it through his classes and Flash's daily taunts.

He was sitting in history, extremely bored of the lecture. All the teacher did was repeat what was in the packet he gave out and just drag it on forever and call it 'teaching'. And on top of that, he talks in the 3rd person! THE 3RD PERSON!

He soon fell asleep.

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Ned looked over at his best friend and rolled his eyes. Asleep already? Ugh. He slowly began to shake his shoulder. The things I do for him...

"Huh! Mr. Leeds? Is Mr. Parker asleep?" His teacher inquired smirking over at the two.

"Uhhhh, no?"

"Peter, Pete, wake up!" He not-so-subtly whispered.

MJ rolled her eyes at Ned. Could he be more obvious?

"Mr. Leeds, I suggest you wake him up within the next 30 seconds or you both will be facing serious repercussions."

Ohh shit.

Ned panicked and decided to open his water bottle and splash water over Pete's head.

Pete immediately jerked up at superhuman speed and slammed into the ceiling, falling to the floor with a great thud. The sudden movement startled Ned, causing him to spill the rest of his water to the floor. Right where Peter was lying on at the moment.

Peter slowly peeled himself off of the wet floor and sat up, groaning and clutching his bleeding head. He must have hit his head on his desk in the process.

"Ugh, w-what happened?" Peter said blinking. The blood was starting to run down the sides of his face and the water had soaked his shirt outlining his abs. The ceiling was completely cracked along with the floor.

"Uhh. You did Parker. You happened." Flash said in utter disbelief.

"Heh. I'll explain later." Peter said scratching the back of his neck.

But Peter never did.

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2

trigger warning: extremely minor mention of rape (one sentence - not vulgar), very slightly suggestive words

Peter was having a great day. May actually made some good waffles for once. He wasn't so sure she made it, though. He does recall seeing an Eggo box in the trash, while he was taking it out. A strange girl with a buzz cut even came up to him glancing at his trash bag, muttering 'Eggo?' and looking at him. Some random kid with curly black hair had pulled her away before he could say something. That was weird. But otherwise he was doing pretty okay.

The waffles were good, so he didn't really care if May had actually made them or not.

He walked into class with a smile on his face. He sat down next Ned and did their secret handshake right as the bell rang. The teacher oddly hadn't come in yet.

He heard Cindy whisper to her friends something about a hot new substitute teacher. Peter grinned before whispering to Ned. They probably were going to watch a movie or something and he could catch up on some sleep. Today was one of the best days of his life.

The door opened to reveal a tall man with white hair.

God, he had done it again. He had jinxed it.

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"Hello class, I will be subbing for your usual teacher today!"

Peter narrowed his eyes at him. Stop the nice guy act, will ya?

"You can call me Mr. Westcott." He said while looking at Peter straight in the eye. Peter leaned back in his chair, sharpening his pencil rather violently. He was trying to act tough, but on the inside he was dying. His worst fears were coming true.

Cindy quickly raised her hand and gave him a flirty smile.

"Mr. Westcott? What will we be doing today?" She asked once he called on her.

"We will be learning about, uh... Osmosis! Right after I take the attendance."

Cindy furrowed her eyebrows raising her hand again.

"Yes? Miss...?"

"Call me Cindy, but we learned about Osmosis in the 9th grade? Why are we learning about it again?"

"Because it's in the curriculum for review, Cindy." He said starting to turn around, when Cindy raised her hand again.

"Yes, Cindy?" He said, gritting his teeth.

"We aren't even studying anything remotely close to cells in this unit? I don't think our usual teacher would put this in the curriculum now? Are you sure this is right?"

"Yes." Mr. Westcott said before grabbing his paper. He turned around to see Cindy with her hand raised again.

He took in a deep breath before saying, "It's in the paper. So we're learning it. Got that?"

Cindy slowly put her hand down, nodding her head. Everyone snickered.

"Right okay, raise your hand when I call your name, alright?"

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"Peter Parker?" Mr. Westcott said his eyes lighting up in recognition. "It's so nice to see you again, Einstei-"

A loud snap was heard, interrupting the substitute teacher. Everyone turned to see Peter, who had just easily snapped his pen in half, ink spilled onto his paper. Everyone in the class widened their eyes.

Peter looked up to meet the teacher's gaze.

"It's sooo nice to see you again too, Mr. Westcott." He said darkly, narrowing his eyes.

"Uh, please, call me Skip? We're old buddies aren't we?"

"Mhmm." Peter said with fake agreement, scrunching up his nose.

"Be a good buddy for me, Petey~" Skip said clutching a sobbing 8 year old Peter.

Peter shook his head, shuddered, and wiped his eyes. Skip smirked at the reaction he got out of Peter.

"Now, let's talk about Osmosis!" Skip said trying to steer the topic away from what just happened.

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"Osmosis is the movement of water through a semipermeable membrane. Like a cell membrane for example. I guess you could say the cells in your body would get very... Wet~" Skip said, looking at Peter. Peter met his gaze and widened his eyes as Skip licked his lips at him.

People were getting suspicious. Peter swore and his eyes turned murderous. He stood up quickly and slammed his hand onto the desk, breaking it in half. Skip seemed unaffected by this, while the rest of the class jumped out of their seats, eyes widened in terror. Even Ned and MJ looked up at Peter in confusion.

"Will you just shut the hell up?" Peter snarled.

"Why should I? Ya know, maybe I should send you to detention for being so naughty~" Skip said checking him out.

"Ugh, just go f*ck yourself."

"Like how I f*cked you?" Skip said walking uncomfortably close to Peter. Everyone gasped. Holy shit, Peter was such a slut.

Peter uppercutted Skip across the face, knocking him down. Skip scooted away, clutching his bloody nose.

"You F*CKING RAPED ME YOU ASSH*LE!"

Everyone gasped again, this whole situation was beginning to seem like a soap opera. They had changed their view on Peter and looked over at Skip in disgust. 

"I wouldn't call it rape, you seemed to like it." Skip said with a sadistic smirk.

"I WAS EIGHT, YOU SICK FREAK!" Peter screamed repeatedly punching Skip in the face. Skip grabbed his wrist and brought it to his bloody face. Skip smiled as if nothing had happened and grabbed Peter's face. Peter was frozen in shock, he had come over his badass spell as he recollected that dreadful night. Suddenly Skip punched him in the stomach and started to choke him.

"You know, I've wanted to kill you for a long time for sending me to jail. I just thought I would have some fun first." He quickly turned Peter around and put him in a chokehold, hoping for Peter to lose consciousness.

Peter began to act, and slowly stopped struggling to make it seem like he passed out. Skip dropped him to the floor. Everyone was too scared to do anything. Except for Ned who jumped up and tried to punch Skip but was quickly thrown back. Peter internally cursed, but before he could jump into action, Skip started to drag him by the back of his collar. Peter jumped up and roundhouse kicked him in the face (a move he learned from Natasha), knocking him out. Or so he thought. Skip had pulled a Peter and pretended to be knocked out, catching Pete off guard.

And now he had a gun to his face.

"This is way too much trouble, what happened to the weak and helpless Peter Parker that I knew and loved?"

"Your 7 years too late." Peter darkly grumbled.

"I was going to wait and kill you after class-"

Peter quickly grabbed the gun, that was still in Skip's hands, and disassembled it without Skip realizing, just as Skip took the shot. The gun fired and everyone flinched thinking Peter was done for.

Instead Peter held up the magazine (bullet canister) with a smirk and hit him across the face with it.

"Yippi-ki-yay motherf*cker."

Skip clutched his head as Peter took the final blow and sent him flying out the window.

Peter stood still for a second, taking in deep breaths.

"What the f*ck, Parker?" Flash said, after taking a few minutes to process the soap opera of a day that had just occurred.

"I'll explain later." Peter said before rushing to help Ned.

But once again, he never did.

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3

Peter was sitting at lunch with Ned and MJ, when his spidey senses started to tingle. He furrowed his eyes and tuned all of the excess noise out, focusing in on whatever could be the problem. He started to hear a slight creaking noise coming from the ceiling above Flash's table. His senses suddenly spiked and without thinking he quickly leaped into the air and onto Flash's table, right as the ceiling gave in. He put his arms up and held it up using all of his strength, his muscles were practically bulging and he couldn't take holding up an entire building for long amounts of time. With the whole vulture incident, he only had to lift the building off of him because it had already collapsed. He wasn't sure if he would be able to keep it up for so long.

"Get out! Run! I c-can't hold it up any longer, it's going to collapse!" He shouted as loud as he could.

Everyone ran out of the cafeteria, except for Ned and MJ.

"Wh-what are you guys doing? Get out! Please." He said tears streaming down his face. The unbelievable amount of pain and the thought of losing his friends was too much for him.

"Peter, we can't just leave you here." MJ reasoned, worry laced in her voice.

"We're with you until the end of the line." Ned smiled as if he had accepted his death.

"Guys, I appreciate it, but you need to go. I'll be fine, I have my powers and I already lifted a building before, remember?" Peter said, putting on a reassuring act. Ned and MJ nodded their heads.

"Y-you guys won't survive this and I don't know what I would do if you didn't. Get out of here and call Tony, okay?"

The ceiling started to rumble as Peter pleaded with them.

"Go! Get out of here!"

MJ squeezed her eyes shut to prevent the tears from falling out of her eyes and began to reluctantly drag Ned out, "We'll come back for you." Though, she wasn't sure if there even would be a Peter left to come back for.

"Ned, your my best friend, I'll see you later." Ned nodded his head tearfully, knowing that he wouldn't see Peter later.

"MJ, MJ, listen to me, I just, I have to get this out before, uh, listen, I-I"

"Spit it out, Parker! We have to get out of here!"

"I'm in love with you."

"W-What?" MJ muttered tears streaming down her face. The ceiling seemed to growl, warning the two to get out. Ned bit his lip and dragged a screaming MJ out.

"No! NO! PETER! I lov-" She was cut off by parts of the ceiling coming down, Ned dragged her out just as the ceiling was on the verge of collapsing.

Peter screamed, unable to hold the ceiling up any longer. He suddenly caught sight of the window on the other end of the room, that led to the front of the building. The ceiling would begin to collapse on the opposite end of the cafeteria if Peter were to let go. If he was fast enough he could- Peter stopped thinking and jumped into action. He let go of the ceiling and ran as fast as he could.

'Run, Peter, run.' He thought in his head.

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Ned and MJ ran out of the building, tears streaming down their faces.

"Ned, MJ!" Mr. Harrington called out. "Where's Peter?"

Ned shook his head collapsing into a heap of sobs and sorrow. Mr. Harrington hugged Ned as he dealt with the loss of his best friend. MJ was a different story however, she wiped the tears off of her face and screamed as loud as she could.

"No! He isn't dead yet!" She shouted.

"He can't leave me." She said softly looking towards the rumbling building with hope. The entire school had been rushed out and heard of the news of Peter Parker.

Suddenly a loud crash was heard.

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Peter leapt into action and rammed his entire being into the glass window. He crashed through the window and flew out. He did a flip in the air to propel himself farther away from the building and absentmindedly landed in the classic Spider-Man pose. He stood up with a determined look on his face, just as the building crashed behind him, not flinching at all.

"Peter!" MJ shouted sprinting up to him. Ned was frozen in shock.

Peter ran up towards MJ and kissed her with great desperation. Everyone shouted and cheered.

They broke apart and pressed their foreheads together. They were interrupted by a screaming Ned tackling Peter to the ground.

"You're alive!"

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4

It had been a month since the incident and now Peter and MJ were together. The school's cafeteria was closed and students were allowed to leave campus to buy lunch outside.

Neither Ned nor MJ were here today, so Peter decided to go on patrol for a bit during the 45 minute lunch period. He snuck into an alley and quickly changed into his suit.

"Hello Peter." His AI, Karen, greeted.

"Hey Karen."

"I do not recall you going on patrol at this time."

"Yeah, but I got a free lunch period. Tell Mr. Stark so he doesn't think I'm skipping or something."

"Already done, Peter."

Peter had stopped a few robberies here and there. He hadn't eaten lunch so he became a little sloppy. So when he wasn't paying attention a mugger stabbed him in the stomach. Peter took in a sharp breath and 'thwiped' the bad guy onto the nearest wall.

"Shit..."

"Peter, you seem to be experiencing a serious wound on your lower abdomen."

"Huh? Really? I had nooo idea Karen. Wow! Would you look at that? So, what do you think I should do?"

"I suggest calling Mr. Stark and losing the sarcasm."

"Sorry Karen, no can do, and no need to call Mr. Stark. I have fast healing so I can easily get this fixed up after school. I think I'll be fine if I just wrap it up with some bandages."

"Very well, Peter. Would you like me to direct you to the nearest pharmacy selling them?"

"No thanks, Karen, I have some bandages in my backpack."

Peter quickly removed his suit, wrapped up his stab wound, and put on some clothes. He had just enough time to make it to school by walking.

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Peter was sitting in class trying to pay attention to what they were learning when he felt something wet run down his legs. He looked down and saw red. Oh shit. Uh... His stab wound didn't seem to be healing that well. Maybe I should have eaten.

Flash who was in the seat behind him noticed all the blood and smirked.

"Ohhh Parker's on her period? I didn't know you were a girl." He shouted loudly. People looked over in concern. That's a lot of blood for a period and Peter was definitely not a girl.

"Shut up, Flash." Peter said turning around, the slight movement causing him to scream. He quickly stood up and took off his shirt, revealing his stab wound that was bleeding through the bandages. Everyone screamed as Peter tried to stop the bleeding. He collapsed as he became faint, he was losing way too much blood. Flash widened his eyes and rushed to help Peter, regretting his previous words. (Kinda Nice!Flash?)

Peter managed to let out a faint "No ambulance, c-call T-Tony" before passing out.

Flash rolled his eyes, if he's talking about Tony Stark he will literally lose his mind.

He quickly grabbed Peter's phone and lifted his thumb up to unlock the phone with his fingerprint. He went through his contacts and searched up 'Tony'. He sighed as the contact 'Tony Stark' came up and shrugged his shoulders. This is definitely fake but Peter seemed pretty adamant on calling a 'Tony', so he clicked call on the contact and put it on speaker.

"Hey Pete, what's up?"

"Uh hello? Mr. Stark?" He said, hoping it actually was Mr. Stark, it would be way to embarrassing to call someone else that.

"Yes, speaking, and who is this?"

"This is Peter's classmate, uh, Flash, y-you need to come to the school now because Peter is like really hurt and-" He was cut off by Tony hanging up on him and the sound of repulsers outside the door. Uh uh, no, wait a second, that CANNOT BE-

Tony freaking Stark came running through the door shouting, "Where is he?!"

Tony answered his own question by spotting a bleeding Peter on the ground. He quickly scooped him up and ran outside. Suddenly, a random group of people in scrubs rushed into the classroom and started to clean any traces of the blood up. They threw him a change of clothes than the ones covered in blood and ran out the door just as fast as they came in.

"God, if Parker does not tell us who the hell he is, I will literally murder him."

But, once again, he never did.

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5

Peter Parker. Peter. Peter. Peter.

Who the hell was he?
Flash had lost the reasoning to call him Puny Parker anymore because... Well, he didn't seem that puny anymore.

The past few months, have been crazy and it all seemed to happen because of Peter f*cking Parker. He was curious of his classmate who he now had a lot of respect for. He wanted to know more, even if Parker would never tell him. I guess all those years of bullying does something to a man.

Wait. Did he start self defense because of me? Or was he always able to fight back? Probably the former.

The bell rang and Flash discreetly followed Peter, by pretending to talk to a friend. He felt pretty smart. He wouldn't suspect me following him if I was supposedly "distracted".

Flash said by to his friend and took his phone out pretending to be invested in it's contents and looked up right at the second Peter Parker jumped the gate.

And no, this gate wasn't a small gate. That you could just slide over. It was around 10 feet tall. And no, Parker didn't climb it. He f*cking jumped over it. Like he just sprung like a f*cking frog. Or a spider.

Flash widened his eyes at the thought and shouted.

"HOLY SHIT!"

But Peter never heard.

Or maybe he did but thought it was some random ass dude.

Okay, okay, okay. Flash, you are not in the right mind, okay? Parker is not Spider-Man and you can't assume so without unmasking him. He probably built some tech on his shoes that helps him jump higher. Yup, that's it.

Flash took big deep breaths and hastily gulped some water.

Peter Parker will always be Puny Parker.

Right?

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+1

Peter screamed as he violently convulsed in the chair he was tied to.

Those bastards just tased the h*ll out of him. In front of a f*cking camera. He cursed.

"Listen, here." A man began to speak in a low voice as he spoke to the camera as the live feed was being broadcasted to everyone across the country.

"Spider-Man over here is being a little shit." He pointed to the still masked spider.

"And we're about to expose the little spider for who he really is. Maybe all of his enemies won't find him so... Intimidating, anymore." He said with an evil laugh.

"F*CK YOU!" Spider-Man screamed as he thrashed in his chair. He had been starved for an entire week and drugged to an incomprehensible extent. So it was easy for the evil men to hold him back in his place as they held a knife to his throat.

Spider-Man quickly shut up as the man walked over and took off his mask with one quick and easy swipe. He yelled a loud "no!" but was shut up by the knife being pressed harder into his neck.

"Shit, how young is this dude?"

"I have a daughter around his age? Jeez I have humanity I'm not going to hurt a kid goddamn." He said as he motioned for the guards to move.

Peter gritted his teeth. "Awww. How sweet! Too bad I'm fine hurting you." He growled out as he jumped up chair still attached to him and spinned in the air slamming the chair into the man's face. The impact of the hit had broken the chair and knocked the man unconscious.

"You already f*cking hurt me, dumb*ss. Your mistake." He said with a laugh.

Peter quickly webbed the remainder of the men up. And was preoccupied when a man tried to swipe at him. His Spidey sense buzzed in his head and he assumed it was coming from the man about to hit him in front of him. He grabbed the man's hand and was too late to notice the man behind him until a knife was plunged into his right eye before swiftly taking it out so he still had the weapon. ( See what I did there (; - if you didn't get it it's a reference to my new book check it out if you haven't yet! :D Disclaimer: Peter has never and will never get stabbed in the eye in that book lmao)

Peter screamed in agony as he knocked the guy out in front of him and turned around to shoot a web grenade at the guy who had just stabbed him. The knife hadn't gone very far into his eye as the man had a bad angle from behind him.

He clutched his eye before grabbing a knife from the ground and shooting the camera that was still recording in fury.

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Peter's entire school was frozen as the news was broadcasted on live TV in front of them during their assembly about Peter Parker's disappearance.

Everyone (including the Avengers and the entire country) was worried for Peter and shocked that he was Spider-Man. Everything that happens in the past few months made sense now. Flash was shocked at the very least. He cared about Peter and might have developed a small crush on the boy. Ever since his suspicions on Peter's identity grew, he was fascinated by the idea of dating THE Spider-Man. And also the fact that he might be gay. He was perfectly fine with dealing with that later. But now, he had to know if Peter made it out alive.

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Later that month, Tony Stark held a press conference for Peter and his outed identity. They made sure to address the fact that Peter was a minor and that he wasn't to be harassed by the press or Tony would send his lawyers and Pepper Potts after their company. Peter also answered questions about how he got his powers, what inspired him to be a hero, etc. etc. Peter was left alone at school surprisingly. Nobody bombarded him at school after the first day and only yelled out "Good Jobs!" or "Thank you!"'s his way. Peter sighed and scratched the eye patch that covered his empty eye-socket. He missed having two eyes. But him and Thor were hanging out more because of it which was all in all pretty great.

I guess you could say Peter was finally happy. For once.

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Y'ALL BITCHES SHOULD BE HAPPY I UPDATED MY NEW BOOK AND THIS BOOK ON THE SAME DAY. I SACFRICED EVERYTHING TO DO IT. EVERYTHING I TELL YOU. EVERYTHING.

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LY ALL!!!~

   - stuffy 💗