UNORDINARY [1] ✓ (AVENGERS FF) [RE-WRITTEN]

[22] THE PLAN

THE PLAN

His face is pensive as he processes my words.

"What do you mean by if we could change that?"

"What if we could change that? You didn't get your chance to take Peggy on that dance but that doesn't mean you can't still do it."

"I don't know." Steve says, shaking his head. "I mean, it's being such a long time."

"It's better late than never."

He raises his brows at that.

"Do you really think it could work?"

"We won't know until we try."

"I still don't know how to feel about it."

"Do you still want your dance with Peggy?"

"Well, yes. But how would we make that work?"

"Leave it to me." I say with a smile.

"You don't have to do this." He says.

"I want to. And it's too late, I already have a plan."

"I know how special this is for the two of you, so please let me help."

"Alright."

"Oh and by the way, make sure you study because you will have a test."

"Yes ma'am." He says, sitting up straighter. "Do I get to hear the plan?"

"Of course." I take my notebook and a pen and hand them to Steve. "Write some songs you like. I'll take it from there."

"What are we going to tell her?" He asks, raising a brow as the pen comes in contact with the paper.

"Hmm...we can tell her that we have a surprise for her. And the dance can be in her room or patio if you want, for convenience and safety."

"And don't worry, I won't be there with you. I'll wait somewhere else."

"I don't know what to say." Steve says. "It means a lot."

As he writes the songs, the hairs on my arm stick out, making me shudder.

There is someone standing behind me.

Turning around slowly, I'm surprised to see the one and only, drum rolls please...

Peter Parker.

"Peter?" I ask in a surprised and relieved way.

"Hi." He says, looking down. "What's up?"

"Nothing much, just studying. What about you?" I ask, quickly glancing at Steve, who pulled his hoodie down so Peter doesn't recognize him.

"Can I talk to you for a second?" He asks.

Without waiting for an answer he takes my hand and drags me into a dark corner.

"Peter? Is everything okay?" I ask, searching his face for an answer.

He does a quick scan around us before looking at me.

"Yeah, everything is fine."

"What's going on?" I whisper.

"Coulson wanted me to give you this." He hands me a folder.

"Why didn't you go to the tower?" I ask, taking the folder.

"Well, I actually don't know." He says, a sheepish smile on his face as he continues. "Maybe because the Avengers live there and this is more for you. Coulson asked me to deliver it personally."