The Assassins Curse Peterparker x reader

Isn't it like 50% present for your grade.

*Time skip after school*

"Do you want to go to the cafe and work on homework?" Ned asked me.
"Who will be there?" I ask but already know the answer.
"Mj and Peter."
I contemplated whether I would go or not.
I already told Tony I was going to get coffee.
Then again that ended up being a total bust with the howl Joey, Isabella thing.
"I guess yeah"
"Ok cool, so were just all going to meet up then."
Ned starts to walk off then comes back to me.
"Oh and Ms.Schultz wants to see you."
"Why?"
Damn what did I do this time.
"Not sure."
Slouching I walked to English class but to my dismay I'm greeted with a very annoyed Peter and a very enthusiastic teacher.
Hesitantly I walk in the class.
"What's up?" I ask
Both of them look at me.
Ms.Schultz gestures to me to come and stand next to Peter to which I declined and stood a bit farther away from him. Peter didn't look surprised at all though.
"A month ago we had a project that the class had to do." She states.
"You mean the superhero one?" I interrupt.
"Yes-."
"What about it?" I say annoyed.
She was too because I kept interrupting her.
"Everyone had finished and presented and turned it in. The only group who hadn't was your group" she says pointing between me and Peter.
"We already did it.? Why are we talking about it?"
She seemed to perk up.
"Well you see since it is indeed a GROUP project. You both had to present. But because you weren't there you'll have to do it again."
I'm stunned.
"But we did it. Why didn't he just turn it in"
I didn't bother looking at him.
She looks confused too.
That's when we both looked at Peter.
"It was raining and the project was in my backpack while I was heading home."
He says nervously.
It was raining...
Yeah.
I remember all right.
"Well that's just perfect then." I mutter to both of them.
"You'll just have to redo the project."
"Why can't we just do something else?" I ask, pleading more like it.
"Because it was 50% of your guys grades. Peter is all caught up but you aren't."
I'm not? So what does it matter.
"And?"
She didn't look shocked; she only sighed.
"I understand school may not be important to you. But you still have to at least get a D in my class or you'll be held back"
I don't give a shit.
Is what I wasn't we to say to her.
"Ok. So why can't I just do it alone."
"Because it's a group project. That fills the requirement."
What she said made absolutely no sense.
Peter stood next to me awkwardly.
"Alright then. Well if you guys understand you can be on your way." She pushes both of us out.
Peter stared at me with an unsure expression.
While I just stood there angry beyond belief.
"She had to be joking."
I say aloud.
He didn't know whether he should reply or not.
"I'm not going to kill you if that's what you're wondering."
I state walking off.
"I uh. So-." He tries and says but I cut him off.
"Look. I'm just going to do it by myself. And I swear to gosh if you say otherwise I won't hesitate to hur-." I almost said hurt.
But it wouldn't have been a lie I guess.
"Just don't say otherwise" I reword my sentence.
We headed to the cafe in silence before he broke it.
"Why do you hate me so much.?"
He looked everywhere besides me.
I mimicked his actions.
" what makes you think I hate you?" I laugh bitterly.
"Because I know you hate me."
He wasn't wrong.
"Let's reword the word "hate". Because if I "hate someone. They wouldn't be alive." I say truthfully " so I'm rewording it to say that I have my reasons to dislike you very much."
He sighed.
He knows that I was just stalling.
"And the reasons are?" He pressed.
"You'll just have to figure that out on your own. Or you can put that behind you because I'm not saying shit."
We arrived at the cafe.
I opened the door and just walked in.
Ned and Mj sat at a booth.
"Hey." Ned waves to us.
I smiled so did Peter and we sat down.
Me next to Mj and Peter next to Ned.
"So why did Ms.Shultz need you?" Mj asked not to take her eyes off her book.
"Just about the stupid project from a month ago." I yawned.
"Why?"
"Don't ask me, I'm still confused. I don't even think I'm going to do it if I'm being honest."
"Isn't it like 50% present for your grade." Ned asked.
Peter pulled out his homework and started
"Yeah it is but I don't know if I care enough you know?"
I laid my head down on the table.
"I really think you should do it. I don't think you want to get held back." Ned encouraged.
"I couldn't care less. But since you keep bugging me about it. I'll write something up guess"
Mj stifled a laugh from my defiance. Ned smiled at his victory. And well Peter was so focused on his homework that I don't even think he paid attention.
Deeply and utterly sad I took out my supplies and started on the annoying ass project.

Timeskip to the avengers facility 6:30pm.

I finished the project with so much stinking effort.
I had Peter sign the paper so it looked like he worked on it too.
I guess I didn't need to turn it in until two weeks from now.
So that was nice? I guess.
I had already taken a shower and got into my pajamas.
Prince happily was sprawled out on my bed.
Sometimes I missed being an assassin.
There was no school and no emotions.
Flash back
"Aww. She's afraid."
She stopped.
Well she couldn't say she didn't give them a chance.
Smiling, she turned around and grabbed his arm, twisting it behind his back.
He cringed.
"Bitch!"
She lifted his arm higher.
The other guy came at her but she kicked him in his balls while still holding onto the other guy.
"Now!" She says loudly making sure everyone can hear. "You have five seconds to decide whether you want me to break your arm or your face."
"What!"
"Your fucking insane!"
"Wrong answer!" She yelled and lifted his arm higher, dislocating it.
Alex fell to the ground wincing.
His shoulder was drawn back into a painful position.
If he were to somehow push it the wrong way it would break.
She turned to the guy she kicked.
He cringed a little uneasy.
"You." She says pointing at him.
Everyone was watching a bit shocked. Some were afraid to even move, others just watching for entertainment.
"You can either have me break your nose or break his arm."
He turns to Alex.
"What!?" He winced once he yelled. He was still on the floor with his arm twisted. " you didn't break it!" He said wincing again.
She smiled. Having a bit of fun.
The guy still didn't answer.
Very slowly she asked. "What's your name? I haven't seen you before."
"A-adam." He said stuttering.
Hmm, probably a new recruit.
"Well, Adam." She said emphasizing his name. " you have five seconds to decide"
His eyes widened.
"1" she counted.
He looked from Alex to her.
"2"
He shook his head "what hell is this!" He exclaimed.
"3"
He was shocked not knowing who the hell this girl was.
"Who the fuck are you!?"
People around snorted, some laughed aloud. Some looked uneasy.
"4" she continued.
"Ok!ok! H-h-his a-arm" he said pointing at Alex.
"What the fuck man!" Alex yelled.
Y/n smiled once more before punching Adam so hard in the nose.

I smiled at the memory.
Things like that can't happen anymore, which kills me.
Where the fun.
I can't hurt people anymore. I can't do the things I could've done before.
There weren't any missions I could go on to do that.
So I'm just a sitting duck.
Where was me?
An assassin with no limits and no fear.
Now I'm a teenager who goes to school, has homework, a dog and rules I must follow.
No killing
No violence
No ditching
Curfew
And probably more that I just don't want to get into.
It sucks a lot.
Sure I'm glad about a few things.
But I wish sometimes that I was back there.
I guess I resent Peter for getting to watch over Queens.
He gets to have some sort of action even though it is small.
And what do I get?
Stuck at the avengers facility and school that I have to do.
All I want is to do something.
What's the point in having powers if I don't get to use them.
You know what.
If Peter gets to do that, why can't I?
Mj already knows about me.
Why can't I just patrol the area?
Sure it's what he does. But still.
I have people I have to find and observe.
It is technically a mission I'm assigned to.
So that Is a worthy enough opportunity for me to go out in the city.