Miss Stark [Peter Parker x OC] ✔️

Miss Opera

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Everyone is waiting for the go-ahead from our teachers. Peter sits in one of the limited amounts of seats. Since I didn't get my own in time, I settle for leaning against Pete's.

I play with his hair to keep my hand occupied.

"Good news. We're going to the opera!" Harrington states in front of our class who is entirely prepared for a party, and not an opera. "Yeah, that's not happening." I scoff as everyone says their complaints.

"Don't look at me." Dell clearly isn't happy about this either.

"What happened to the carnival." MJ once again stating what is on everyone's mind.

"This is upgrade living, guys. Come on. The tour company just gave up these tickets. For free!" I see Ned look over to Peter. This is his doing, isn't it? He got Fury to keep us inside. "Do you have any idea how much opera tickets cost?" He's the type of teacher to tell you there are no stupid questions, yet he gives us the perfect example of one.

"No, because none of us have ever wanted to go to the opera, ever." Flash is right.

Ned must understand that this is for our protection, because he is defending this. "I think this is gonna be culturally enriching for us."

"Thank you, Ned. Everyone, this gonna be, maybe, the best four hours of our whole trip." No freaking way, I can hardly sit through movies over two hours, he expects me to do double that? 

Complaints come flying out everyone's mouths, except for Ned. "Guys, I think this is gonna be fun. Seriously." Now our class is going to think Ned's out of his mind.

"Okay, everyone, go ahead and change into something more appropriate. Get back down here in ten minutes."

"You couldn't have figure out something a little more fun than an opera?" I whisper in Peter's ear. "You'll be fine. It's for your's and everyone's safety." He whispers back and stands up.

"You're not the one who has to sit still for four freaking hours." He grabs my shoulders. "Just go to sleep." Shaking my head, I reply, "I've been sleeping all day." This time he doesn't answer, he just looks at me. "Ugh, just be safe out there."

We separate into our rooms.

As I change out of my casual clothing, my eyes catch on the black bag sitting against my headboard.

"It couldn't hurt to bring it." So after changing into a nice-ish dress I wear the socks and hide the gloves. "Hopefully no one wonders why I'm carrying a bag."

I leave and go to meet up with everyone, they are getting ready to leave.

Outside fireworks illuminate in the sky and everyone is going in the opposite direction that we are.

"I bet now you're all happy I had you pack a nice outfit." Harrington, this really isn't the time.

"Yeah, because we'd much rather go to a four-hour opera instead of the biggest party in the world," Flash yells, desperately trying to be heard over the crowd.

"Again, don't look at me." I feel you, Mr. Dell, I truly do.

We walk into an almost empty theater.  

MJ looks around the room, she's probably secretly into the style. "Hey, I'll save you both a seat." Brad looks at my bag. "I can carry that down for you."

"No, it's fine."
"Really, it's no trouble at all."
"Brad, I said it's fine."
"I insist." He grabs the bag from my hand. He tries to lift it up, "Woah, what the hell? Do you have bricks in here?"
"Uh, no. Just a few dozen books." Please don't look in it, please don't look in it.

"Okay." He probably wants to ask why I have a bag full of books. Thankfully he doesn't.

He leaves and MJ follows along, I wait for Peter.

A hand pats my shoulder. "Hey, Morgan."

"Hey, Pete."
"Sorry about all this. You were probably really looking forward to that carnival."
"Well, yes, but I was more looking forward to going with you."

It's quiet for a second, I assume Peter is looking for words.

"Uh, you look beautiful."
"Thank you. You also look astonishingly beautiful."
Peter jumps and brings his finger to his ear. "That's Nick, I should get going." I nod to him and he turns to leave.

Quickly, I grab his wrist and kiss him. "Be safe. If you die, I'll kill you." He nods and leaves again.

I wonder what it would be like if both of us were just normal teens. No superpowers, no billionaire dad.

With a small I sigh, I head to my seat. Which just so happens to be between MJ and Brad.

"Where's Peter?" The boy on my left asks me.
"He wants feeling well, so he's going to stay at the hotel." Brad scoffs and stands up to readjust.

First the first few minutes of the show, I fidget with my dress. I can't help but worry.

Looking down at the bag on the floor I think, 'I knew if I brought that, I'd use it.' So, swiftly I stand up, holding the bag above so it doesn't hit anyone.

Outside, I find a shadowy area and take off my long-sleeve dress. Revealing the matte black bodysuit.

Tossing away the dress leave my shoes and slip the backpack on. "Mai? You with me?" She doesn't respond, but the suit forms around me nonetheless.

Mai must not actually be in the suit, she's just the password to get in.