The four of us sat in the cafeteria, eating lunch and talking.

"So, anyone got any plans for the weekend?" Ned asked.

"Since when are any of us popular enough to have plans?" Michelle scoffed.

"Speak for yourself." Peter returned.

"Hi, guys." We looked up and Peter's smile dipped as Cody walked towards our table.

"Hey, Cody, what's up?" I smiled.

"Nothing much, but I'm having a party this Saturday, and I wondered if you wanted to come." He spoke, looking at me.

"That invite for all of us?" Peter cut in, making us look at him. My eyes widened slightly as he looked at Cody with a completely expressionless face, which I had to say was a side of Peter that I'd never seen before. Cody looked around the table.

"Um...yeah, all of you are invited, why not?" he chuckled.

"We'll be there." I smiled.

"We will?" Michelle asked.

"Yeah, it'll be fun." I shrugged, liking the idea of my first real high school party.

"Cool. Yeah. I look forward to seeing you there." Cody spoke, once again directing the last part mainly to me before walking off.

"Jerk." Peter mumbled. I looked at him.

"What was that, Peter?" I asked. He looked at me, blushing slightly as he realised that I'd heard his comment before sighing.

"Well, I just think that it's kind of a jerk thing to do, to come up to the table and only invite you, and then make it clear the rest of us are only invited because I called him out on it." He sighed.

"Yeah, that was kind of a jerk thing to do." Michelle nodded.

"Look, guys, I agree, if he only wanted to invite me, he should have asked me when I was alone, but come on, you're invited now, it'll be fun." I encouraged.

"I don't know, Y/N, I don't know how much I want to go to a party that I wasn't supposed to be invited to, especially if it's his party." Peter mumbled, looking down at the chicken nugget that he was stabbing with his plastic fork.

"Please, Peter?" I asked, leaning forward and putting my hand over his. His head shot up as I did that and he gulped as a blush crept over his cheeks.

"For me?" I begged, looking into his eyes. He gulped again before sighing.

"Fine. But only for you." He gave in.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I squealed. He chuckled and shook his head at my response.

"You two will come as well, right?" I asked, turning my attention to Michelle and Ned.

"Sure. If you guys are going, I'll go too." Michelle nodded.

"I will too. I'll wear my hat." Ned smiled.

"Awesome." I returned as the bell rang and we stood up.

"Chemistry?" I asked, looking at Peter.

"Chemistry." He nodded.

"Are you guys talking about what's between you? Because in that case, you've got it spot on." Michelle smiled, making me chuckle and flip her off whilst Peter blushed as we headed to our chemistry class.

"Natasha!" I shouted from my wardrobe, huffing as I didn't get a response.

"You yelled?" she chuckled as she walked in.

"I've got this party tonight, and I don't know what to wear." I spoke, biting at my nail.

"Okay. Let's see what we've got here." She nodded, looking at the different racks of clothes. She bit her lip and grabbed a purple cocktail dress before also grabbing my leather jacket.

"And these too." She spoke, grabbing a pair of black heels with lacy straps too.

"I never pinned you as a girly type, Nat." I chuckled as I took the clothes from her.

"I'm not, really, but I know what looks good, and I know what boys like." She nodded. I looked at her.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I scoffed.

"Well, you're going to this party with Peter, right?" she asked.

"And Ned, and MJ." I nodded.

"We all know that you may as well just be going with Peter." She smirked and winked at me as she left, making me chuckle and shake my head as I started to get dressed. I looked down at my phone as it buzzed and smiled as it was a text from Peter. Speak of the devil, I thought as I picked it up.

Peter: Cody only lives a few blocks away from me, so do you want to come over beforehand and we'll walk together? Ned and MJ coming too :).

Y/N: Sure, thanks :). Will be there soon.

I pulled my shoes on and grabbed my purse before heading down the stairs. I opened the front door.

"And where do you think you're going?" I groaned and turned around as dad walked towards me, arms crossed over his chest.

"How about to the party that I told you about?" I nodded. He looked at me and shrugged.

"Okay, kid, have fun. No drinking, remember that you're still underage, don't leave too late, text Happy to give you a ride home, and stay with your friends." He nodded. I scoffed.

"Any other bullcrap rules that I'll be grounded for if I don't follow them?" I smiled sarcastically, making him laugh.

"They're fair rules, kid. Get out of here, have fun." He nodded before walking back into the kitchen. I rolled my eyes and smiled as I headed out of the front door.

I got to Peter's apartment building and walked in before heading up to his apartment. I knocked on the door and waited for a response. It opened a moment later to reveal Peter.

"Hey." He smiled as he stood aside and let me in.

"Hey. Wow, Parker, you scrub up well." I chuckled, looking him up and down.

"So do you. You look...really nice." He gulped, a blush on his cheeks as his gaze travelled up and down my dress-clad body. I had to admit, he looked good. He had one of his normal flannel shirts on, but it was buttoned up and he had a pair of nice shoes on, with his hair slicked back. I bit my lip at his hair.

"What?" he chuckled nervously.

"You know...I think that if you messed your hair up a little, you could really pull off a, I don't know, bad-boy look." I nodded. His eyes widened slightly.

"Don't you dare." He shook his head. I smirked before quickly raising my hands to his hair and messing it up.

"Y/N, hey!" he laughed, pulling my hands away with his, but his hair was already messy.

"See? You look good." I chuckled, but it disappeared as I noticed that Peter was still holding my hands. Suddenly, there was a knock on his door. Peter sighed and reluctantly dropped my hands so that he could answer the door, making me look down and blush.

"Hey, loser." I looked up and smiled as Michelle and Ned walked in.

"Hey, guys. Nice hat, Ned." I chuckled, looking at his fedora.

"Thanks. You look nice too." He smiled.

"Yeah, girl, damn." Michelle smirked before leaning in so that her lips were practically by my ear.

"Is your plan to make Peter jealous by getting male attention? Because I think it'll work." She nodded, wriggling her eyebrows at me.

"Michelle?!" I exclaimed, making her laugh as I jokily slapped her arm.

"We ready to go?" Peter asked.

"I don't know, are you? Your hair doesn't look done, dude." Ned stated, making Peter blush and look at me.

"Maybe it was, and maybe they were doing something before we got here to mess it up." Michelle smirked. Why was that damn girl always smirking?

"That's not what happened." Peter and I both protested, making us look at each other and blush.

"Are you going to do it, then?" Ned asked.

"E-erm, no, no, I like it like this." He shrugged, giving me a small smile. I returned it and bit my lip.

"Are you sure that it's you who likes it and not someone else in this room?" Michelle teased, nudging me with her elbow and making me roll my eyes.

"No, I like it, seriously. Anyway, come on, let's go." Peter nodded, quickly changing the subject as he opened the door and we headed out.