"ᵈᵒᵉˢ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵉᵃʳ ʰᵉʳ ᵈʳᵃᵖᵉˢ?"
"ʸᵒᵘ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ˢᵒ ᵖᵉᵗᵗʸ.... ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗⁱⁿʸ"
"ⁱ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵈᵒ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵃˡˡ ᵈᵃʸ"
"ⁱ'ᵐ ᵃˡʷᵃʸˢ ᵃⁿᵍʳʸ"
"ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉˡᵖ? ᵏᵉᵉᵖ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵃʳ ʳᵘⁿⁿⁱⁿᵍ"
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Cassiopeia Carter She wasn't really popular, she wasn't like Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, Thor Odisson.
Some called her hero, but she was actually just a teacher, who teaches science in Midtown hightscholl.
In the years she's been working there, she's got the reputation of the best teacher.
She was the students favorite teacher, but of course she had a favorite student too.
Every teacher had, some liked the drugie, the dump one, the nerd, and others, actually no, nope, no, no, only Miss Carter's favorite was the quet one.
His initials were like Peter Pan's. Yep. That's right. It was Peter Parker.
P.P
Shock I know.
Right now Miss Carter had a class with her favorite student. Peter was worried every time he stepped foot at this classroom, when there was someone else except him and Miss Carter or as he calls her Cassie, she loved to chose him for almost every question, she never saw the jealousy looks he got from the other nerds or the embarrassment in his eyes when he wasn't sure if he was right.
Don't get him wrong, he loved Cassie as his mother, its true that he has May but she is, aunt May, and Cassie is like his mother and he is like her son,
"From where Earth oxygen's is pruduced?" Miss Carter asked, ten pair of hands shot up, but Miss Carter chose her favorite student, again. "Peter?" she asked Peter who was almost like every time doing something under his desk.
When Peter heard his name his head shot up and million thoughts run in his head, has he been caught? No he can't right? MR.STARK IS GOING TO KILL ME.
"Peter!" This time was Ned voice that got him to talk.
"Um, w-what was the q-question?" Peter asked stuttering
"From Where oxygen's is produced?" She asked him, with kind smile, and eyes twinkling like proud mother watching her kid. She always knew Peter would answer right.
