Something between us

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Michelle Jones- Watson (Gosh, she hated her last name) was many things.

A female, (obviously, full marks for observation) a loner, an introvert, an artist who loved drawing people in crisis, observant, a book reader, (she wasn't attached to her phone like many of her peers).

Also a female with the fattest crush on Peter Parker.

Seriously, she had spent her entire freshman year and so far her entire sophomore year pining for that boy in silence.

She kinda hated that about herself. But it wasn't HER fault he had such a cute face and a cute smile, and adorable puppy dog eyes, and curls in his probably soft brown hair- Goodness she's not supposed to be the kind of girl who fawns over her crush.

But at least she did it all in silence, she was only ever rude to Peter when they interacted as a way to hide her feelings. And NO she absolutely did NOT feel bad about it sometimes.

In all honesty, she had found Peter cute even when he wore those big dorky glasses all the time. The first time she met him was the beginning of Freshman year when he accidentally ran into her and made her drop her stuff.

"Oh geez! I-I'm so sorry! It was an accident! H-here I'll get it." The boy said as he bent down to pick up her folders and the papers that had fallen out.

He held them out to her with a big dorky smile that showed his teeth. And now all Michelle could think about was how cute and adorable it was. Wait what?

She just stood there, stunned at the thought that ran through her mind, did she just call a stranger cute? 'He is kinda cute though' Ok what the fu-

She shook her head and grabbed her stuff from him. "Watch where your going next time" she said bluntly.

He recoiled at her boldness but then recovered and put on another nervous smile, "Y-yeah, really sorry about that, Um, I'm Peter by the way, Peter Parker."

"Ok, whatever"

Ever since then, she had watched him from a distance, drew pictures of him even when he wasn't in crisis, memorized all his classes and after school activities-she was NOT obsessed with him. (She totally was)

Whatever, the point was she was a lot of things.

An idiot was never one of them. That title went to Peter and his friend Ned Leeds, along with loser, dork, dweeb, and other stuff.

But now. Now she would say she deserved that title just as much as them, if not more.

Now as she stared at the positive pregnancy test in her hands.