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The wheels of my skateboard rumbled lowly over the city noise. I should be with Eddie in three hours,but I had to miss the subway to go to the ,overglorafied buldind a child could design, Avengers tower in the center of the city.

It was Peter's second week of his internship and the dope already forgot his lunch. I was wearing-not originally- ripped light blue jeans,a navy blue -good will- sweater,a faded hand made from a moth eaten blanket beanie, and woren out high top vans with my backpack over my shoulder. Getting to the front doors I screech to a stop walking threw the door going up to the front desk the women behind it popped gum before looking up and doing a double take. "Peter you already came through?" She said confused I smiled at her taking of the beanie allowing my dark brown hair to fall past my shoulders. "I'm Penny Parker his twin sister and I'm here to drop off his lunch." The women 'Barbra Gordon' her metal name tag said handed me a flimsy laminated paper badge "Y-you can take it up to him."

Nodding my head I grab the badge and walk through a metal detecter? "Welcome Guest 18390702." A voice rung out I step to the elevator and the voice spoke again. "Where to?" "Can you take me to Peter Benjamin Parker?" I asked the Irish voice responded. "Of course and what is your relation?" She asked as the elevator assented. "I'm his twin Penelope Mary-lynn Parker." The elevator stopped on floor fourteen and I stepped out. Multiple crowded labs littered the floor. "Thank you." I called out walking down the hall. "You're welcome he should be at door 1420."

I walked to the door passing many labs when one empty lab caught my eye no one was around so I glanced around and went inside. "Um...hey what were they trying to solve?" I asked out. "The impossible equation all college level interns have to solve the equation to get to a actual lab position past juvenile level." The A.I. said as the lights turned on as I stepped closer to the boards. "Has anyone solved it yet?" I read over the board. "Not yet and Mr.Stark and Dr.Banner are actively trying as well." With a hum she picked up the digital chalk stick and eraser. "Um..." What was the A.I name? "Friday." The synthetic voice sounded. "Friday how long until my guest badge expires?" I asked as I started erasing the boards and writing out the original equation. "Precisely a hour,ten minutes,and forty-three seconds,Ms.Parker " I grin as I work as my back faced the camera. "I'll be out of here before thirty." And with that the race began.

I put down the chalk pen and step back to look at it all I turn around and walk out of the lab to room 1420 and open the door interns sat at desk and I quickly saw Peter face in a make shift computer. Silently humming as I looked over his outfit now I understand the confusion. He wore dark jeans,and a light blue sweater it was almost funny we dressed the same,but opposite. It made sense why Barbara was confused the mind normal switches up colors. Getting off topic I creep over not drawing attention and place his food next to his bag and made my way out knowing what would happen if I suprised him while working with wires. Turning to leave I hit the surprisingly soft wall that kinda smelt like truth,justice,and freedom. My gaze panned up to see the blue eyes that have scolded me in detention for most of my life. Captain Fucking America.

He looked at me oddly as I hurriedly went around him to leave in the hallway now my sixth sense went of a minute before a hand rested on my shoulder. "Uh Hey Peter was it? Why are you leaving so early,son?" I mentally curse I shouldn't have tucked my hair in my beanie after leaving the front desk. Need to do the best Peter I can muster up. "O-oh mister captian Rogers sir I-I just had to take a-a personal call f-forgot my lunch at home haha." The stumbling and the awkward sentences was almost to good and was that a voice crack? Damn where my grammy. "Sorry for stopping you,son go get your lunch then don't let me stop you." He smiled and it was disgustingly blinding. "No problem,Mr.America Rogers sir ah ah bye." I particle sprint away to the elevator.

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