Belonging, a queer y/n x Peter parker fan fiction

~Chapter 3~

(Authors note:. Imagine my awful writing actually getting popular or something)

(You pov)

A wise person once said "life is a highway and I'm a run away cartoon dumpster that is lit on fire" wait that was just my text to Peter at 1 am.

but let's start this chapter as any teen movie does and start with me getting out of bed, 

ughh mornings staying up late is usually a bad idea for me but well you'll see why I need to in a little bit. I get up get dress same old same old just a baggy hoodie and some ripped baggy jeans few rings because style? 

Heck if I know. While getting dressed of course I waited till the last possible second to go downstairs well because "hey mom" I say as I run down the stairs of are house and look in the pantry for breakfast, 

now most people would get a good morning or something Idk " are you ready for school" 

yes or I wouldn't be down here "yeah" 

"did you get your homework done"

 "yeah" 

"sleep well?"

 "Yeah" 

"Alright love you have a good day at school "

" I love you too " I mumble while pulling out a bowl

it's basically routine now but I brush it aside as I pour some cereal then get my water bottle and bag and head to the car with my dad.

 he doesn't talk much unless you him talking about star wars or his work but I like it quiet sometimes it's more comfortable then car rides with my mom where every moment is dreading silence thinking she is gonna lecture you about one thing or another and it is- oh hey look a squirrel god I love squirrels, 

anyways I get to school say the I love you's that feel somewhat fake for sons reason  then head to my locker to find a brown haired boy with golden specks in his brown eyes not that I look that deep I just like eyes- anyways

 "hey " a small smiles appears oh his lips 

" oh hey you " I smile back a genuine smile unlike the ones I give most other people

" how are you this morning ?" Oh great that question how I hated that question should I lie oh god I'm taking to long to answer

 " pretty good" seems neutral enough 

"everything okay?" Those eyes that I lo-lik- appreciate scanned over my face with a slight bit of concern 

" yeah just a bit tired you know?" Wasn't a complete lie, Pete gave me a small nod but his face seemed still unconvinced 

 "I'm pretty tired too" which prompted me to go on a rant

" you know should be getting more sleep and I know what your gonna say ohhh y/n "you are acting like a mom" or or " you should be one to talk" but hey I'm working on it so I have to promise me to work on it to okay?'" He chuckles soffly (not simping not simping) 

" yeah you're right" I smile with a fake cockyness "yeah yeah I'm always right " 

"pft yeah sure" he replied while lightly bumping into me with his shoulder cause what's a strong friendship without lots of teasing and light violence,

But alas I made it to my class Peter smiles and gives a small bye with a cute little wave as he walks to his own class he did this every chance he could walk me to my class so I wouldn't feel lonely or something like that or just wanted to annoy me,