Peter's P.O.V

Peter yawned as he walked out of his room and into the kitchen of his and May's apartment, his backpack in his hand.

"Morning, May." He smiled tiredly, making his aunt look at him.

"Morning, hun. You look tired." She stated.

"I got back from patrol later than expected last night." He shrugged as he unzipped his bag.

"You have a curfew for a reason." May sighed.

"I know, I know, sorry. It won't happen again." He chuckled, but both of them knew that his promise would get broken.

"May, have you seen my chemistry textbook?" he asked.

"It's on the coffee table." She nodded. Peter glanced to the other room, groaning internally as it sat there. He checked that May wasn't looking before shooting a web at the book, knowing that she didn't like him shooting his webs in the apartment. He pulled the web, yanking the book across the room and into his hand. He looked at May and sighed in relief as her back was still turned to him, telling him that he hadn't been caught.

"I've got to go, May. See you later." He spoke, zipping up his bag and hooking his arms into the straps as he kissed May's head.

"Okay, sweetie, love you." She replied.

"Love you too, May." He called as he started to head towards the front door.

"Also, no webs in the house!" she yelled after him. Peter stopped in his tracks, sighing and closing his eyes as he realised that she had noticed.

"Dammit." He chuckled before opening the door and walking out.

Peter walked into school and joined the stream of students as he walked in. He headed to his locker and opened it before shoving all of his stuff into it. He looked around cautiously, making sure no one was watching as he shoved his Spiderman suit in there too.

"Hey, Peter-."

"Oh my god." Peter jumped as Ned appeared next to him.

"Dude?! Don't do that!" he exclaimed, resting against the lockers and putting a hand to his chest.

"Sorry. But, guess who just got the Lego Death-star set?" Ned smiled. Peter's eyes widened.

"Oh, no way! How many pieces?" he asked.

"Three thousand, eight hundred, and three." Ned nodded.

"Awesome. We definitely need to build that sometime." He smiled.

"Totally, dude." Ned returned as Michelle walked towards the pair.

"Hey, nerds." She smiled.

"You know, MJ, you'd never guess that you're our best friend." Peter chuckled as he shut his locker.

"That's the point." Michelle nodded as they started to walk.

"What, why?" Peter scoffed, making Michelle laugh and Ned smile.

Y/N's P.O.V

Happy stopped the car in front of the school and looked at me through the rear mirror.

"Have a good day, kid, and make your dad proud." He spoke.

"I always do." I smiled, making him chuckle and nod as I climbed out of the car and shut the door. I looked up at the massive building, and suddenly felt nervous for the first time. I gulped harshly, butterflies fluttering in my stomach.

"Come on, Y/N, you can do this. You're a Stark, and this is only high school. It'll be piss easy." I mumbled to myself before heading in. I walked in and gulped as I joined the stream of students. I looked around for the administrative office, but sighed as I couldn't see it.

"Excuse me." I spoke as I tapped a tanned boy's arm, making him turn around and smile at me.

"Sorry, but where's the administrative office? I'm new and don't know where I'm going." I chuckled nervously.

"It's okay, it's just up the stairs and to the left." The boy spoke, pointing at the stairs.

"Thanks." I smiled, him returning it as I walked away. I went to where the boy had told me to, and soon enough, I found the office. I knocked on the door and walked in.

"Hey, I'm Y/N Miller, I'm new." I gulped.

"Yes, we've been expecting you, here's your schedule and the name of your student guide." The woman spoke, giving me a pile of papers.

"Thank you." I replied, looking at the sheets.

"Your first class is chemistry, which is upstairs on the right." She instructed.

"Okay, thank you." I nodded before leaving the room. I puffed out as I looked down at the map that was on the first page of my booklet.

"FRIDAY, you there?" I asked, activating my contact lense.

"Yes, Y/N, what do you need?" she asked.

"I want you to form a virtual map off of the one that I'm looking at, and map out a route to chemistry, there's no way that I'll find my way around this school without some Stark-made help." I mumbled, looking at the map as I walked. Suddenly, I bumped into the chest of someone, making all of my sheets spread across the floor.

"Oh, my god, I-I'm so sorry." The boy gulped as he immediately crouched down and started to gather up my things. I gulped and just looked down at him, his mop of hazel curls preventing me from seeing his face.

"No, no, it was my fault, I wasn't watching where I was going." I chuckled as I crouched down next to him and helped to collect my sheets up. His fingers gently brushed mine, making my face flush red as he looked at me.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-." The boy stopped talking. I looked up and my smile dipped slowly as I saw him staring softly at me. Damn, he was hot. The boy looked at me with beautifully hazel eyes, one strand of his equally hazel hair flopping slightly over his face. He gulped as he looked at me, studying my face just like I was doing to him.

"I, er, I-I'm, um...here are your sheets." He nodded, putting them into my arms. I chuckled as I stood up, him following suit.

"I, erm-hi, I'm Peter." He smiled, holding out his hand.

"Peter Parker?" I asked as I shook it. He looked at me in confusion.

"Yeah, actually, um, how did you know that?" he chuckled nervously.

"Sorry, that must have sounded super creepy, I know your name because you're my student guide." I nodded. His eyes widened slightly.

"O-oh, right. You must be Y/N...sorry, remind me of your surname?" he asked.

"Um, S-Miller." I gulped, my face starting to burn as I nearly screwed up already. Peter looked at me.

"Your surname is Smiller?" he asked. I laughed.

"No, um, I used to have my mom's surname, which is...Smith, but her and my dad got divorced and I now live with my dad, so I took his name, which is Miller." I lied. Peter nodded.

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Y/N Miller, not Smiller." He smiled, making me laugh.

"And you, Peter Parker." I returned, making his smile widen as he looked at my sheets.

"What do you have first, Y/N? I'll show you to your class." He nodded.

"Erm...chemistry, with Mr Harrington." I spoke. Peter's eyes widened and he moved to stand next to me so that he could look at my sheet.

"Oh, cool! You're in my class." He chuckled. I looked at him.

"Really?" I smiled.

"Yeah. I was actually heading there when we, you know, collided, I guess, so come with me." He spoke, smiling at me as he started to walk. I returned it and went with him, following the attractive boy to our lesson.

"By the way, nice t-shirt." He chuckled, nodding towards my Captain Marvel top. I looked down at it and smiled.

"Thanks, I actually love the Avengers." I spoke. I didn't even have to lie, they were my family after all.

"Yeah, they're pretty cool. What do you think of Spiderman?" he asked.

"He's also pretty cool." I chuckled and nodded. He smiled and returned my nod as we got to the class. We walked in and Peter immediately took a seat at one of the benches, putting his backpack down next to it. I gulped as I awkwardly stood at the side, not sure where to sit.

"Alright, class, today, we're-oh, we have a new face." The teacher smiled as he walked in.

"I'm Mr Harrington, you are?" he asked.

"Y/N Miller, sir." I nodded.

"Pleasure to meet you, Y/N. How about you sit next to...Peter." He nodded. I returned the nod, Peter's eyes widened slightly as I walked towards his bench.

"That okay with you?" I chuckled, jokingly nudging his shoulder as I sat down.

"O-of course." He smiled, stuttering slightly as the tanned boy from earlier walked in, along with a girl with dark, frizzy hair.

"Hey, loser." The girl greeted Peter as she sat down on the bench in front of him. The tanned boy spotted me and his eyes brightened.

"Oh, hey, you're the girl from before." He smiled. Peter looked between us.

"You guys know each other?" he asked.

"I asked him for directions to the admin office when I got here, and he very kindly showed me where it was." I chuckled, making the boy smile.

"That's Ned, for you." Peter returned my chuckle.

"I'm Y/N, nice to meet you." I spoke, shaking his hand as the girl who came in with him turned around to look at me.

"And that's Michelle, but everyone calls her MJ." Peter shrugged.

"Well, it's nice to meet you both." I nodded.

"And you. We're going to be good friends, I can feel it." Michelle nodded before turning back around. I looked at Peter.

"She says weird stuff like that all the time, don't worry." He chuckled, looking gently at me. I returned it and looked down at my textbook.

"Alright, don't forget that the homework is due Friday, please don't hand it in late." Mr Harrington sighed as we stood up and gathered our stuff up.

"You coming to lunch with us?" Peter asked, looking down at me with a hopeful look in his eyes as we left the classroom.

"Sure. A girl's got to eat." I smiled. He chuckled and nodded as we started to walk to the cafeteria, Michelle and Ned following behind us.

"Mr Harrington seems nice." I nodded as we walked in and joined the queue for food.

"Yeah, he's really cool, he also runs the science and robotics clubs that Peter and I go to." Ned smiled.

"Ned, shut up." Peter groaned, his face turning red.

"Ha, nerds." Michelle smirked.

"No, I think that's really cool. My dad's a...well, his job is complicated, but he's a tech wiz, and I inherited his love for all things scientific." I chuckled.

"That's so cool." Ned gawped, making Peter chuckle and shake his head as he put various packets of food onto his tray before heading to a random table. I followed suit, setting my tray down across from Peter.

"So, what does your dad do?" Peter asked as he grabbed his fork and started to stab at his chicken nuggets. I gulped and looked down at my tray, trying to think of an answer.

"Um...he's one of those tech dorks that works at Star Industries, writes code." I nodded, sticking as close to the truth as I could. Peter looked at me.

"Your dad works at Stark Industries? I have an internship with Stark Industries, it's so cool that he works there." He smiled.

"You really think so?" I asked.

"Y/N, you're talking to someone who's in the robotics club, and the science club. Yes, it's cool that your dad is a coder, especially for Tony Stark." He chuckled as Ned and Michelle sat down with us.

"Ha, nerd." Michelle smiled, making Peter roll his eyes at her.

"So, Y/N, you joining us tonight at robotics club?" Ned asked.

"Sure, sounds fun." I nodded.

"Really?" Peter asked. I looked at him.

"Yeah, Parker, I love robots. I'm not just a pretty face." I chuckled.

"You're still a pretty face, though." He smiled. His eyes widened as he realised what he had just said and he flushed red. I just looked at him, biting my lip and smiling at his words. The awkward silence was broken by Ned loudly slurping his drink with his straw, making everyone look at him.

"Thank you, Ned." Peter sighed, making him shrug.

"Idiot." Michelle snorted, smirking as she drank her water.

"Anyway, how about you meet us outside of chemistry and we'll show you where it is?" Peter asked.

"Sure, but I won't be able to stay for long, it's my first day, my dad will want to know how it went." I nodded.

"What about your mom?" Ned asked. My eyes wavered and looked down.

"Um, anyway, what about science club?" Peter asked.

"That sounds cool, too." I chuckled, grateful that Peter had taken the hint and changed the subject.

"Awesome, well, we can introduce you to that too." Ned smiled. I returned and stood up as the bell went, signalling the end of lunch.

"I have math, I need to go. I'll see you outside of chemistry?" I asked hopefully, mainly speaking to Peter. Who, I had to admit, was already my favourite out of the three of them. Not that Ned and Michelle weren't cool too.

"See you there." He nodded, giving me a small smile. I returned it before heading out of the cafeteria and towards my class.

"FRIDAY, help me out here." I groaned quietly, looking down at the map in my hands.

"I'm sorry, Y/N, but I told your dad that I gave you help finding your way around, and he disabled my map feature because, quote, "if she wants the authentic high school experience, she's going to have to suffer the embarrassment of getting lost a couple times", unquote." She spoke.

"FRIDAY?! Why the hell did you tell him?!" I hissed in a hushed voice.

"He asked." She replied. I groaned and looked up, looking around to try and figure out where I was. I was already ten minutes late to meet with Peter and Ned, but I didn't have a freaking clue where I was.

"There you are." I turned around and sighed in relief as Peter walked towards me.

"Hey, I'm so sorry, I got completely lost." I chuckled.

"I figured. Those things are pretty useless." He smiled, nodding to the map in my hands.

"Yeah, even FRIDAY couldn't help me-." I stopped talking and my eyes widened slightly as I realised what I had said. Second screw-up of the day, well done, Y/N, I thought as Peter's eyebrows furrowed.

"Who's Friday?" he asked. I gulped, trying to think of an answer.

"Um...I asked a girl who I passed, she didn't know where to go either, and her name was Friday." I lied. Peter nodded slowly.

"Huh. I don't know a Friday. Oh well, it's a big school, it's impossible to know everyone." He smiled. I returned it as I realised that he had bought my lie.

"Lead the way, Parker." I smiled, making him chuckle and nod as we started to walk to robotics club.

We walked into a classroom and I smiled at Ned as he saw me.

"He found you, then." He smiled, nodding towards Peter.

"I'm lucky he did, I was stuck wandering around English." I chuckled.

"Ah, Y/N, it's good to see a fresh face in robotics club, especially a female one." Mr Harrington smiled.

"Yeah, I did notice the elevated levels of testosterone." I joked, looking at the room that was full of guys, apart from me.

"MJ's not here?" I asked as I put my bag down on the table that Peter and Ned had settled at before sitting next to Peter.

"Nah. She isn't into this kind of stuff. To be honest, I'm not entirely sure how we're friends." Peter chuckled as he put some sort of contraption onto the table.

"What the hell is that?" I scoffed. Peter's eyes widened slightly.

"Um...my aunt May loves sewing, so it, um, shoots string out really quickly to make it easier." He nodded.

"Nice one." Ned smiled.

"But, I've only gotten as far as having it turn on. I've checked everything, like, ten times, but it still won't fire the...string." He sighed. I returned it.

"Do you want me to take a look?" I asked.

"Have at it." He nodded, gently sliding the contraption along the desk so that it was in front of me. I took the back panel off and looked at the maze of wires.

"How messy is this?" I scoffed.

"It doesn't need to be clean, it just needs to work." Peter chuckled in response.

"True." I nodded before looking at the various wires.

"Um...okay, so that should go there, that needs to go there, that should be there..." I mumbled to myself, unplugging several of the wires and rearranging them.

"Y/N, what are you doing-." I held my finger up, making Peter stop talking.

"And...done." I nodded, plugging the last wire in before putting the panel back on. Peter looked between Ned and I before taking the contraption.

"Here goes nothing." He sighed before pressing a button. His eyes widened as it started whirring and lights started to flash.

"Oh my god, Y/N, you did it, thank you." Peter laughed.

"Any time." I chuckled as I looked at my phone.

"Crap, I have to go, my uncle will be here by now." I sighed as I stood up and grabbed my bag.

"Oh, okay. See you tomorrow." Peter smiled.

"Yeah. Oh, wait, do you guys want my phone number? Just to make sure that this isn't a one-day friendship." I chuckled.

"It wouldn't be anyway, but sure." Peter returned as he gave me his phone. I bit my lip and smiled as I entered my number into his phone before doing the same with Ned's phone.

"Do me a favour and give MJ my number too. See you tomorrow, guys." I smiled as I started to head out.

"Bye." They both spoke as I left.