𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕆𝕕𝕕 ℂ𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕤𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 [Peter x Gwenpool]

An Odd(ly Confusing) Introduction

DISCLAIMER: The_Goof_ Does NOT OWN The Spider-Man Franchise, that also includes the whole Marvel Property as I'm just a lonely and bored guy.

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*RING~!*

The school bell sounded off, a sound that was music into many student's ears, signifying that classes were over. Which was no doubt the most anticipated among students.

Peter, Harry, and Ned were no different. While they were so-called 'nerds', that didn't meant they always liked going to class.

Once hearing the bell, Peter's classmates didn't hesitate on packing their things in their respective bags, some almost looked like they're speed running.

Their teacher noticed the rush and shot an exasperated look on them, which was a look that got...ignored by the whole class.

The teacher got practically ignored by the whole class as they were more keen on leaving the classroom to get on with their lives. (Can't say I blame them)

The aforementioned trio took their time while talking to each other about what they're gonna do with the rest of the day, with surprisingly so much time on their hands it's quite difficult to make their minds up.

Though for the chestnut, he already knew what he was gonna do.

"Are you sure you're not on board?" Harry desperately asked Peter.

"Yeah. Things are lookin up for me for once in my life! And what better to top it all if is some well-deserved 'me time'!" The said boy enthusiastically answered, while stuffing his school materials down his bloated backpack.

Harry cocked an eyebrow at Peter's use of the term 'me time, Ned – who listened through the whole interaction – deadpanned, "You mean, sleep...right?"

Peter strapped on his backpack and gave Ned a smile, not even acknowledging Ned's question.

"Right!?" Ned's unnecessary yelling immediately caused the teacher to shush him. "Sorry, sir..."

The trio walked out of class and continued their talk as they did so. "I just don't understand... Do you have an allergy to sleeping or something? Because that's the vibe I'm getting at." Ned diligently added.

Peter rolled his eyes and didn't even made eye contact towards Ned. "No, Ned. I'm not allergic to sleeping. How is that even possible? I just have hobbies that I'm more interested on than sleeping."

Harry put his hand onto Peter's oddly firm shoulder. "Listen, Pete. Sleep is more important than...whatever the hell you are thinking of. I mean, just look in a mirror and you'll know why I'm so insistent."

Peter gently took off Harry's hand on him. "...I'll think about it–..." All of a sudden, his eyes widen as he felt an all too familiar tingling feeling in the base of his head. The little hairs on his neck straightened in alert of what's to come.

All of this, for a piece of crumpled up paper to hit him in the back of his head.

'What in the...?' Peter raised an eyebrow. He conspicuously turned his head around to look at the punk who disrespectfully threw the paper at him. Seriously, he finally got away from Eugene "Flash" Thompson, yet he's still a victim of bullying even in college.

All he could do was to raise an eyebrow once he saw no one in particular that looked guilty of throwing a paper ball at him.

He or she might blending into the crowd as to avoid the consequences of his/her actions.