Spidy life (book 3)

3

Y/N POV

At 6 my alarm goes off waking me up for my first day at school. Peter also got up getting ready for work at Stark Industries.

I slipped on my white cotton blouse and pulled my jeans up to button. Curled my hair and took out a pair of white heels because I'm feeling fancy. I start making some toast and taking out berries to make a smoothie because again I'm feeling fancy. Peter comes into to kitchen and wraps me in a hug from behind kissing my neck.

"You look like a goddess"Peter muffles into my hair.
I giggle. He still has that effect on me.

"Stop it I'm getting distracted" I say in a playful tone.

"What"Peter laughs." Do you have you lunch box"He jokes.

I try to give a blank face to him but is hair has the few curls in it after his shower and this soft brown eyes watching me as I butter my toast. I smile and and lean for a sweet kiss on his lips. 

"You ready to go"Peter says glancing at the time on the stove.

"7! I wanted to get there early before traffic" I say in panic running off to find my folder with papers in it and my purse.

Ok, ok don't forget your coat, and lunch.

"You ready"Peter says at the door waiting for me.

I have my lunch, folder, and coat in my arms with my drink in my hand." Yes"

"Here let me help"Peter says taking my drink and folder and letting me get my coat on and grabbing my purse for me. Almost forgot it.

Finally I'm ready to go.

We get downstairs to our cars and give one last goodbye before heading to work.

"I love you and have a good first day"Peter says giving me and kiss.

"Love you too"I say and get in my car.

Once I get to my classroom I see Mr.Brown, walk past with his coffee.

"Good morning Mr.Brown."I say cheerfully.

"I suppose it is"He replies not even glancing to me.

His class was across the hall. He taught 6th grade English and always wore slacks with a dress shirt and sweater vest. He's been teaching here for 16 years is what Marla said.

I set all the things up and got my attendance for first period. I'm teaching 5th grade science in room 112. Then I see a tall man walk through my door. His hair was dark brown and muscular from what I can tell from his shirt being tight enough to show his biceps.

"Hi there I'm principal Garcia sorry we couldn't met over the summer I say traveling back and forth from Texas with my family." He said reaching out his hand to shake.

I shake hands with him and he sits on the top of one of the desks in front of me.

"Y/N, Fields"I say professionally with a smile.

"You can call me Richard. And if you have any problems just send them my way." There was a small pause before speaking again." But hope you have a good day" he got up leaving my classroom.

I couldn't even get the chance to say anything else before he left.

Was he talking about problems as in the kids?

The first bell rang and slowly I see tables being filled with students different sizes and personalities. I get out from behind my desk and stand in the front of the classroom leaning on the counter behind me.