Dumbass <3: Hi!
Me: What.
Dumbass <3: Ned is annoying me.
Me: BAHAHAHAH. Have fun loser.
Dumbass <3: Why must you do this to me?
Me: Parker, we are in the middle of class. Stop looking at your phone. Pay attention.
Dumbass <3: Are you telling me to pay attention? Who ARE you?
Me: Bye.
Dumbass <3: HEY
Dumbass <3: HEY
Dumbass <3: My feelings have been hurt.
Dumbass <3: Ugh fine byeee.
Dumbass <3: Also let's get Delmar's after school.
Dumbass <3: Wait it's destroyed oops.
Me: Fro-Yo.
Dumbass <3: YAYYY OK
Me: You pay.
Dumbass <3: (0-0)
Dumbass <3: I hate you.
Me: The feeling is mutual.
"Mr. Parker, is there a reason you are staring at your crotch?" I snort, and turned around to see an embarrased Peter Parker. "I- No, sir." He shoots a glare at me, and I roll my eyes.
For the rest of class, Peter kept glaring at me, and half way through, I turned around, and glared right back.
"If Miss Carson and Mr. Parker could stop ogling each other, I will continue my lecture." This time, we both hung our head low, fighting off the need to roll with laughter.
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"Pete, where are you going?"
"I-I'll be back, soon." He runs away, leaving me and Ned standing in the lunch line.
"Is it just me, or is he doing that too often, lately?" Ned shrugs. "I think it might have something to do with his whole Stark Internship." My eyebrows fly five feet off my face. "Stark Internship? What? Since when? How? Why?"
"Yes, since a couple weeks ago, I don't know, because he's smart? He even went to Germany with Tony Stark for a retreat."
"That's kinda.....suspicious?" Ned nods. "I know, but I can't really say anything about it." Shrugging, we grab our trays and walk to our table. MJ was sitting in the corner, reading a book. Lila was grabbing her tray as well, and she settled in beside me. "You know, isn't it kinda weird we haven't seen her after that incident?"
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Hidden - P. Parker |Book I|
Fanfiction[CURRENTLY EDITING] [finished] Nova Carson. A sweet, talkative, outgoing 15-year-old girl with a heart of gold. Whenever she's told she's easy to read, almost like an open book, she bites down laughter, remembering everything she's kept locked away...
