Chapter 1

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A/N: This is probably a really common trend. But this trend it super fun to read and I decided to write my own version.

!IMPORTANT!
This is an alternate reality, set after Endgame and most of the movies I guess. But it doesn't really matter when. Just know that Tony Stark is indeed alive and Morgan is already like 5, but Peter is only like 15 (yes I changed it, deal with it). It's confusing, but you'll understand more as the story goes on.

ENJOY READING! =)

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Peter Parker's POV. (Technically Peter Stark).
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So far I was having a horrible day, but that's just how my high school life was. At this point I was used to it.
I'm was used to being a nerd, used to being the social outcast, used to the bullying, the bruises, and just the overall pain.

But what I didn't realize was that it was about to get a whole lot worse.

Today was Monday and I was currently sitting in the final lesson of the day (Chemistry) not paying attention to the rambling teacher.

I already knew everything the teacher was saying and I found it extremally boring. After spending so many hours with Dr. Banner in the Avengers tower labs, it's no surprise that even collage level chemistry would bore me.

So instead of listening in class I was chatting away with my best friend Ned, about star wars and all sorts of nerdy stuff.

"Parker! Will you and your friend please shut your trap and listen in my class!" Mrs. Smith shouted, which caused the entire class to stare at Ned and I.

I shuddered at the sudden attention. I hate any kind of attention. Hents why most people still think my name is Peter Parker, when in reality, it was changed to Pater Stark just a few months ago.

My bully Eugene "Flash" Thompson, turned around from the seat in front of me (conveniently sat there just so he can harass me) and smirked with his usual prideful look, which only made me feel even worse. But I brushed it off like I usually do since I was used to that smirky look by now.

Mrs. Smith has always had something against me and she liked picking on my friends and I because of it.

What does she have against me? I don't know. Was it because I know more about chemistry then her and am smarter then her? Maybe?

And just like Flash, Mrs. Smith has a goal to make my life as miserable as possible.

Why is this beast even a teacher? Again, I don't know.

Ned and I did as the mean teacher ordered, deciding to pretend to listen for the rest of the class, like our friend MJ did (who was currently reading a book she has secretly hidden under the table). That way my perfect grade score average, could remain an average.

Even though my new adoptive parents aren't that strict about my grades, I still want to impress them.

How am I possibly supposed to live up to them?

Just over a year ago, my only remaining gradian and family, Ant May died (A/N: let your imagination decide how). This forced me into the foster care system, which I absolutely hate. But it wasn't long before Tony Stark and Pepper Stark showed up with adoption papers.

Now I live in the Avengers tower with my new crazy and unconventional family, who I love so dearly.

Although I have become Tony Stark's official son and took the name Peter Stark, many people didn't actually know that I am a Stark and I prefered it that way. My parents even went to special lengths to make sure all my official documents at school would keep the name Parker on them, that way no one could find out about my secret family.

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