Alone

School

.TW⚠️: transphobia, slurs

Peter groaned as his phone alarm went off. He grabbed his phone off his night stand and turned off the alarm and checked his notifications. There were about 37 messages from Tony and Peter laughed at the sight of it.  He frowned at the date on his phone, it was Monday, the universal worst day ever. School should be fun for Peter because he loves learning, but sadly school has Flash Thompson, the infamous rich boy bully. So Peter is always anxious and nervous.

"Honey? Breakfast is ready, you should get ready for school!" Aunt May shouted from the kitchen. 

Peter rubs his eyes and responded, "Coming! I'm just getting changed!" Peter grabbed the same binder as yesterday and grimaced at the smell. He put on the binder and a button up shirt and sweater on top of it. He put on some jeans and socks and ran to the kitchen, hiding his limp pretty well considering. He still winced whenever he would lean on the shot leg too hard.

"Woah, Peter, slow your horses, you're gonna trip if you run that fast." Aunt May said. 

"Sorry sorry, I just don't wanna be late." answered Peter. Aunt May ruffled Peter's hair and kissed his forehead.

"Okay, don't forget to pack your homework, now eat your eggs." Aunt May said. Peter sat at the table and stuffed the food into his mouth and ran to get his backpack and checked if his homework was is there. 

"Mank mou, Maunt May!" Peter said with food still in his mouth as he ran out of his apartment. He made it just in time for the bus and ran in. He found a seat that was empty and dropped his backpack down and sat there. Peter listened to some music on his phone using his earbuds as he waiting for the bus to finally get to Middletown High School. Peter walked out of the bus last and went straight into the school and to his locker. Ned was there talking to MJ.

"Sup." MJ said.

"Oh! Peter! Wassup!" Ned asked.

As Peter unlocked his locker he answered, "Hey! Just getting ready for homeroom." 

"What's up with your leg?" MJ asked nonchalantly. As Peter took out his book and binder he froze.

"Uhh nothing? Why?" Peter lied as he continued to take out his supplies and close his locker.

"You're obviously limping, you wince every time you take a step on your right leg." answered MJ.

"You are?! Peter! What happened?!" Ned asked with panic filling his eyes.

"I am not limping, guys!" Peter replied. Neither Ned nor MJ believed him.

Ned gets close to Peter and whispers, "Does it have to do with S.M.?" Ned looked kind of excited to hear what kind of cool hero his friend had been.

"It clearly had to do with a fight you had last night during your patrols, what happened?" MJ asked again, before Peter could reply she added "This time don't even try to lie, Peter."

Peter sighed and whispered, "I got shot in the leg by a mugger." All the excitement from Ned drained.

"W-w-with a gu, gun?!" Ned sputtered out.

"What the hell! Peter, just tell me you went to the hospital after." MJ said.

"Umm about that... I didn't, BUT I did bandage it and the bleeding fully stopped." explained Peter. Ned looked horrified while MJ looked pissed.

"Do, do you feel o-" Ned started, before MJ interrupted.

"-What the fuck, you actual dumbass. You could've changed out of your suit and went to the hospital, no one is gonna suspect a teen boy of anything, especially you, you look harmless, no offense. Did you at least take out the bullet before putting on the bandage?"