(A/N- I left in some notes we left that I thought were funny, just ignore if you wish)

Peter strolled down the hall, clutching his bag in one hand and keeping his eyes to the wall to avoid eye contact from his peers. He basically hated everyone except Ned.

"Hey Peter!" Ned waved and walked over. "Did you finish the science homework? I didn't expect you to actually pick up when I called you last night."

"Uhm, yeah," Peter nodded. "Actually I was looking at (Ace, not porn you fucking weirdo) the dark web when you called, but whatever."

"Good! The homework was easy, but I was wondering if you got dumber while hanging around Flash."

"Hey, I'm still smarter than you, bitch."

"That is definitely not true. You do stupid things all the time."

Peter chuckled slightly and pulled out his phone. "Here, I'll show you what I found yesterday on the dark web." He turned the screen brightness of his phone down to the lowest level and handed it to Ned. (Me when I'm on Wattpad in the same room as my mum)

"You're so fucked, Parker," Ned chuckled. "What do you even search for that? I swear, one day you're gonna kill some poor girl."

Peter's smile faltered slightly. If he were to kill someone, it wouldn't be 'some poor girl.' She would have to do something to really irk him, he wasn't completely sick. At least, to him he wasn't.

Peter inconspicuously put his phone back in his bag and looked back up. It was then he saw Y/N walking down the hall. (Ace come back and write idk what to do) (hecc)

Y/N was a goddess in Peter's eyes, and boy did he wanna fuck her. Both in a sexual way and in a murderous way. She did break up with him, after all. Maybe he'd fuck her then kill her. That would teach her not to try and leave him again. She was his, Y/N just didn't know it yet.

She had her face buried in some book on physics, doing her best to avoid eye-contact with her ex-boyfriend. He definitely gave Y/N the creeps. When they were dating, Peter would constantly text and call her, and grew jealous of her friends very easily. They'd only dated for a few months, but Peter was obsessed with her still. The passing looks he gave her in the halls sent chills down her spine, and during chemistry, he could only seem to ogle her. (So you could really say they had chemistry together?) (Shut up, Ace)

Peter decided he was going to pull off his master plan that night. Y/N didn't deserve any attention for anyone that wasn't him, and they didn't deserve her. She wasn't a dirty whore for their pleasure, after all. Her body was for his eyes only, and she would just have to finally figure that out.

"Peter, stop staring at your ex," Ned waved a hand in front of his face.

"I'm not staring, I just spaced out. Let's get to class," Peter smacked Ned's hand away and walked towards his first class of the day.

~~~

Peter sat down at a cafeteria table and placed down his lunch tray. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Y/N laughing with her friends across the room. Ned sat down next to her and sighed. "You're looking at Y/N again? You need to move on."

Y/N noticed Peter from across the room and looked down at her tray. "He's staring at me again," she whispered to her friends. "He's so weird."

"Who's so weird?" Betty asked.

"My ex, Peter. We've been over this."

"He still has a crush on you," MJ commented.

"He really needs to get over it. We weren't good together," Y/N sighed.

"You were a cute couple, though," Liz piped up.

"He was crazy and obsessive."

"Some girls are into that."

"Well I'm not. He took my phone and went through my messages, THEN accused me of cheating because one of my recent messages was to my (sibling/friend). He got mad because I texted my (sibling/friend), 'I love you.'"

"Okay, that's pretty creepy," the other girls agreed.

"It was just healthy for me to break up with him."

"He's cute, though," Liz pointed out.

Y/N sighed, "You can have him."

"He probably wouldn't want me. He seems pretty interested in you. Maybe he's changed?"

"I don't want to take him back. What's done is done."

MJ dropped her fork onto her plate. "So Y/N, could you be hiding the fact that you don't want to get back with Peter because you're into someone else?"

"No, I'm happy single. Stop reading so deep into others comments-"

"Being in a relationship is great," Betty pointed out.

"You know, there are lots of benefits to being single," Y/N responded.

"Like being a slut."

"Betty, I don't whore around... that's not my thing, so shut up."

Liz noticed Peter walking across the cafeteria to them and kicked Y/N under the table. "He's probably going to ask you on a date. Be nice and say yes," she muttered.

Peter stepped to their table and rested his slightly bruised knuckles on the surface. "Hey, Y/N. Do you want to go on a date with me tonight?"

Y/N looked up at him, unable to make eye contact. "Sure... I have a bunch of homework, though... maybe we can just meet at the park?"

That's fine," Peter nodded, thinking of what part of the park they should go to that's more secluded.

"I guess I'll see you then," Y/N said, hinting at him to leave.

"See ya," Peter walked away to dump his lunch.

"Hey Liz, can you help me on some homework? I'm stuck on the question, 'When the fuck did I ask for your help regarding my relationship with Peter?'" Y/N asked in a bittersweet voice.

Liz shrugged, "You didn't have to listen to me."

"He obviously heard you, it would have been more awkward to deny him. I'll just text him and let him know I can't make it."

"That's pretty rude."

"I don't know, I thought going through my phone and hitting me was pretty rude."

"Don't stoop to his level," Liz poked Y/N.

"Bitch please, his level is lower than your biology grade," Y/N flicked a carrot at Liz.

"If you tell him that, I'll make sure to tell him you have nothing to do and just want to ditch his sorry ass," MJ smirked.

"I thought you guys were supposed to be on my side," Y/N whined.

"We are, just not in this situation. Good luck honey," Betty smiled.

"Fuck you too."