The Other Parker

Part 9

Stark barged into  my room. "Y/N, please go pick up Peter. Happy's sick and I'm busy."

"I busy too."

Stark rolled his eyes. "Hanging out with your boyfriend doesn't qualify as busy."

"Nope. Do it yourself."

Stark looked around the room as if searching for a way to get me to go. "Pietro can come with you."

I got up and grabbed Pietro. "To Mid-Town High."

*Timeskip to pick up Peter*

"Here to sign-out Peter Parker." I told the lady at the front desk. 

She smiled warmly. "In the gym currently."

I signed the paper and had Pietro speed us to the gym.

~Peter's POV~

"Who's that hot chick?" Flash said from the otherside of the room. I looked up to see who it was.

"That's my older sister, Gwen. You literally  had the same gym class with her 2 years ago."

Flash glared at me. "There is no way that bookworm is that hot. I mean, damn."

Gwen stood infront of him, drawing herself to her full height - 5 feet 11 inches (Which by the way is extremely  tall for the average women.). "Row, row, row your boat the f*ck away from me. Felony, Felony or I'm gonna cause a scene."

Liz stepped behind Flash. "Why are looking at her? If anything, you should be looking at the hottie she's with."

"That's her boyfriend and if I were you, I wouldn't have said that. They're both very protective of eachother    yet, so agressive."

"I don't care, Pen*s." Flash spat. 

Gwen stood behind him. "What did you call my brother?"

"And what where you saying about my  girlfriend? Go on, I'm listening." Pietro said cracking his knuckles. His accent also added to the imtimidation level.

"God that accent is hot." Liz mumbled. Gwen turned to her.

"If your going to be a problem please f- off." 

Liz shrugged. "Why? You don't look like you could even win a fight will a alley cat."

"B&tch, I fight for a living."

I cleared my throat. "Gwen, Pietro, why don't we just leave? Like right now."

Gwen glanced between Liz and Me. "Come on Pietro. We will fight them another day."

Pietro turned around and put his arm around Gwen. "Whatever you say, принцесса."

Liz rolled her eyes. "I get it, you're taken. You don't need to put your arm around her waist and call her a probaly cute nickname in a different langauage."

"Why?" Gwen taunted. "Does it remind you your nothing but a single pringle and nobody will date you?"

"Flash would." 

Flash turned around. "Ewwwwwwwwwww, no!"

Gwen smirked. "Thought so."

*GWEN POV*

"That was overkill."

"Peter, you're no fun." I stated blankly.

"Fair. However, please, please don't get all romantic when I'm around."

Pietro smirked and pulled me a little closer to him. "Like this?"

Peter turned red and looked away. "Stop, please. Also, you two aren't actually dating. Are you?"