So because I absolutely love our little spider boy, I'm going to do another wrong number fan fic but with Hope Mikaelson because I'm a bit obsessed with that show at the moment.
Basically Peter Parker Texts Hope Mikaelson
I'm sitting in class totally listening to Mr Harrison talk about whatever he's talking about. Equation Blah blah blah. Something else blah blah blah. Ok so maybe I'm not actually paying attention but he doesn't know that. I feel a buzz in my pocket and discreetly pull my phone out and keep it out of sight of the teacher and any other snooping kids.
Scary Rich Girl: Hey
Super Loser: Hey What's up
Scary Rich Girl: Well I got busted for not going to the sessions with the School Therapist and they fricken called my aunt all the at from New Orleans so I'm in trouble
Super Loser: All the way from New Orleans just for that!?!
Wait
Where is the school
Scary Rich Girl: Far away from New Orleans
Super Loser: Wow
I'd say that's too much
Scary Rich Girl: Yeah
It's annoying
Super Loser: I bet
Scary Rich Girl: Sorry your probably in class rn and I shouldn't be bothering you with my stupid problems
Super Loser: No honestly this is a whole lot better than pretending to listen to my teacher
Also
Why your aunt and not your parents
Scary Rich Girl: Parents are on a vacation
Super Loser: Oh
Well I've heard parents are usually angrier than Aunts and Uncles so there's a plus about it being your Aunt
Scary Rich Girl: You have no idea
Super Loser: That sentence Kinda scared me and I think I'll settle for having no idea
Scary Rich Girl: Wise choice
Can we talk about something other than my family rn
Super Loser: Sure thing
So what do they teach you guys at that fancy boarding school of yours
Scary Rich Girl: A bit of everything
Super Loser: What's your School called
Scary Rich Girl: Why should I tell you
Super Loser: So I can see what it looks like online
Scary Rich Girl: How about I send a picture so that it stays more of a mystery
Super Loser: I can settle for that I guess
Scary Rich Girl: Hang on I got to look one up
Super Loser: K
Scary Rich Girl:
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Super Loser: You must be richer than I thought
Scary Rich Girl: At least I'm not spoiled
Super Loser: Thank the gods
Scary Rich Girl: Thank the ancestors
Super Loser: What???
Scary Rich Girl: I thought we were thanking weird mystical things
Besides I live in New Orleans
The dead are kinda it's thing
Super Loser: Tru dat
Shit
My teacher is coming
Bye
Scary Rich Girl: Bye
I put my phone away just as the teacher walked by and glanced at my although he tried to make it look like there was no motive for it. When he didn't see anything he went back to the white board and started to write more things on it that I already knew.
*Later at Decathlon Meeting*
Once the team was all sat down MJ started talking. "So as you should all know we have a competition at the end of the month" she started. "Where is it" Cindy asked, stopping MJ from what she was about to say. "Virginia" she answered plainly and with the usual lack of emotion in her features and voice.
"The details are still being worked out but we should know where we are staying in two to three weeks and nobody complain about it" she said. Everyone was quiet for fear that they might complain and I chuckled quietly.
"Now let's start practice" she said and we walked to the auditorium.
