I unfortunately woke up the next day with my alarm, my blinds opened and the bathroom light turned on. I quickly got ready for school, deciding it would be fun to try a little with my outfit. Not because I am dating Peter now, but because I wanted to for myself.
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I put on my white airforces and stood back for a second "yes" "no" "yes" I finally decided. I put on my everyday rings and a little heart necklace Tony had given me a while ago. He occasionally bought me things for no reason it was sweet and I wasn't gonna complain for sure. Perks of living with a billionaire.
"You look nice" Steve said as I walked into the kitchen. I smiled, thanking him and grabbed the apple Clint was handing me. I didn't see him often but it was nice to, when I did.
I skipped out to the car, greeting Happy. "Hey Pete", I said to the boy next to me.
"You look nice" he said, and I thanked him.
Happy drove us to school but stopped around the corner just like every other day for us to get out and not be seen being dropped off by an expensive car.
I offered my hand to Peter, which he accepted and we walked in together towards his locker.
"Parker" a voice said and his locker was closed shut loudly by the one and only Flash.
"Now why are you holding hands with this girl, y/n right?" he asked, as Peter dropped my hand embarrassed.
It didn't bother me. I knew he was shy and it was mostly Flash's fault.
"You could do so much better" he said, looking me up and down to annoy Peter. I rolled my eyes in response. I knew Peter could fight him off easily and I probably could as well, but we couldn't risk anything.
I wasn't going to fight him, but maybe I could just make him feel bad with my words. I knew Steve would be proud that I resorted to the second option.
"Listen Flash right" I started, "it's nice to know you care so much about someone else's life" I said, putting my hands on his shoulders, backing him up into the lockers a little. A little intimidation never hurt anyone, unless you were one of Natasha Romanoff's victims.
"Let's see why do you care so much is it because you don't seem to have much going on for yourself or that you're just jealous that someone like Peter actually has enough of a personality to get a girlfriend," I finished as Flash stared at me, eyes wide open not expecting the little outburst from someone who usually doesn't bother talking.
"I don't like being told off by some nobody" he started as I backed up a little.
"Save it greasy hair" I said, shutting him up as I grabbed Peter's hand and we both sped out of there before either of us got into actual trouble.
I could hear him yell "it's gel" in the background and rolled my eyes as a result.
"That was something" Peter said as we both reached our chemistry classroom.
"It was" I replied as we took our seats next to each other.
"I'm sorry I couldn't say anything, I just didn't want to risk my identity coming out" he apologised.
"Don't be Pete, I had it" I lied. I didn't have it, to be honest, I wasn't completely sure what to say at the moment, but now I was just glad it was over.
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