~One month later~

Peter's lips moved perfectly against mine, his tongue dancing with mine as we kissed. I giggled against his lips, making him also smile into the kiss as he gently pushed me down onto the sofa, his hand on my waist as he hovered over me. The make-out session had started innocently enough, with us watching the morning news before having to go to school. But then Peter had leaned in for a kiss, which obviously I wasn't going to turn down, and he just didn't stop. Not that I minded. At all. Peter's hand moved up and down my thigh, holding it against his waist as we continued to make-out, which I had to admit, was a pretty perfect start to my day.

"Hey!" Peter quickly got off of me, letting me sit up underneath him. I looked over the back of the sofa and groaned as dad stood there.

"Peter Parker, I swear to god, if I catch you making out with my daughter ONE MORE TIME, I will ban you from sleeping over, or better yet, I'll kick you off of the Avengers." He threatened, making Peter gulp.

"Dad, he's my boyfriend, you can't threaten to kick him off of the Avengers every time he kisses me." I scoffed.

"Yeah, well, I'm his boss, so I can do what I want. If you insist on sucking each other's faces off, do it in your room." He mumbled, starting to walk away before quickly turning back.

"Actually, no, no, don't do that, because that could lead to other things, just...don't suck each other's faces off on my couch, okay? That's all I'm asking." He shrugged. I chuckled and looked at Peter.

"Sorry, Mr Stark." He spoke.

"You kids are going to be late if you don't leave now. Have a good day." He sighed before heading into his robotics lab.

"You heard the man." I mumbled as I moved from under Peter and grabbed my bag.

"But I don't want to go to school, I want to stay here and make out with you." He whined, making me laugh.

"Don't let him hear you say that." I chuckled. He groaned loudly, dramatically lulling his head onto the back of the sofa before standing up and grabbing his backpack.

"Fine. I suppose that sometimes, education has to come before time with my girlfriend." He huffed as we headed to the front door.

"Don't give me that crap, Parker, we're in the same classes." I laughed.

"True." He chuckled, making me smile as we headed out to Happy's car.

"Hey, losers." Michelle smirked as Peter and I walked up the school steps towards her and Ned, hand in hand.

"Are you ever going to stop calling us that?" Peter chuckled as the four of us walked into school.

"Yeah, when it becomes untrue." She nodded, making us laugh as we walked into chemistry class. We took our usual seats, Ned and Michelle in front of Peter and I. Ned's smile dipped slightly and his eyes widened as Betty Brandt walked in.

"Hey, guys." She smiled.

"Hey, Betty. How's it going?" I asked.

"Good." She nodded, smiling again as she sat down opposite Peter and I. I looked at Ned and smiled as he just looked at Betty, his eyes filled with adoration.

"Hey, Romeo." I spoke, subtly tapping his shoulder. He snapped out of his state and looked at me with raised eyebrows.

"Ask her out." I nodded. Ned's eyes widened.

"What?! No, I can't do that! What if she says no?" he whisper-shouted, looking at Betty to make sure she couldn't hear what was being said.

"And what if she says yes? You'll never know if you don't try." Michelle shrugged. Ned sighed.

"Come on, man, you're a catch and a half. Any girl would be lucky to have you." Peter encouraged. Ned gulped and nodded before standing up.

"Okay, I'm going to go for it." He gulped as he started to walk over to her table.

"Atta boy." I smiled before looking at Peter.

"He's almost as nervous as you were to ask me out." I teased.

"Sweetheart, it took me six months to ask you out, he's nothing compared to that." He chuckled, making me smile. Suddenly, there was a loud thump, making the classroom shake slightly as everyone gasped. My eyes widened and I looked at Peter.

"What the hell was that?" I gulped, grabbing the desk to support myself as it happened again.

"I don't know, but there's only one way to find out." He nodded. I returned it and looked at Michelle.

"Cover for us." I spoke before shooting up from the desk, Peter doing the same as we sprinted out of the classroom.

"We need to get to the roof, then we'll be able to see what's happening." Peter spoke as we sprinted along the hallway. I nodded before pressing the bracelet that dad had given me, making my suit rapidly start to spread up my arms and across my body. Soon enough, my suit covered my whole body, the eye mask also forming on my face. I looked at Peter to see that the same was happening to him, his Spiderman suit growing from the watch that my dad had made for him. We sprinted towards the school doors, trying to keep our balance as the thumps continued, getting bigger each time.

"Maybe it's an earthquake?" Peter asked, looking at me through his white eyes.

"The vibrations are too timed for that." I shook my head as we ran out of the school doors. As soon as we were out, Peter shot his web up to the roof and jumped up, whilst my red energy radiated from my hands and pushed me up. I landed swiftly on the roof next to Peter and turned around.

"What the hell is that?" I scoffed, standing next to Peter as we watched what was causing the thumps.

"Some sort of massive mechanical spider-bug...thing? I don't even know." He scoffed, putting his hands on his hips and shaking his head as we stared at the massive mechanical thing that was heading towards the school, loud thumps ringing out every time it drove what looked to be a leg into the ground, each leg the length of a bus, and the actual body the size of a large house. I looked at Peter.

"Do I need to call my dad? Or do you think we can take it?" I asked. He stood there for a moment before shrugging.

"I had a good start to my day, I'm feeling lucky." He nodded, making me smirk as I knew that he was talking about our make-out.

"Alright, let's do this, then." I nodded as I got into a running position, ready to take off as Peter crouched down and put a hand in the air and the other on the ground between his feet, also ready to jump off. I looked at him.

"Ready?" I asked. He returned my glance and I couldn't help but smile, as the way that his mask shifted told me that he was smirking underneath the fabric.

"Ready."