Spiderman Oneshots

fallen asleep 1/2

Hey everyone!

Yeah, I know it's been forever once again... and I really don't have any excuses. I simply didn't have the time or energy, I guess. I am really sorry about that, totally my fault. I hope you can forgive me once again...

Well, anygays, be aware, that the spelling and grammar in this Oneshot will most likely be even worse than normally, because I wrote it on a 18 hour car ride from Cornwall to Munich, during which my brain was boiled because our AC broke. The joy.

I hereby give you the official permission to roast me for any mistakes you might find. The funniest insults get a cookie... nothing to mean tho, pls, I don't have any confidence anyways, that would crush my non-existant ego...

So... here we go, I guess... enjoy...

"Mr Parker!" Peter woke up with a start, flinching, when he realized that his physics teacher's very angry face was only inches from his. "I know you were never very interested in my class, and there's nothing I can really do about that, but this crosses a line! This will have consequences, I can promise you that. You will pack your bag and leave this classroom at this instance! I don't want to see you here any longer. You will go directly to the principle and tell him what happened. He will decide what your punishment will be, but you can rest assured, that you will not get out of this unpunished!"

Peter looked at his teacher in shock. "Ms Dillon, please, I'm so sorry! It won't happen again, I promise!" he tried to soothe the fuming teacher, even though he didn't have much hope that it would work.

She's had a disliking against him right from the beginning of the school term, even though Peter had been the only one to actually listen to her lecture and had raised his hand at every single question she had asked. She had set her mind on making life as hard as possible for him. At some point, Peter had stopped to raise his hand, because he was never called upon anyways. She had only wanted him to answer questions that she thought he wouldn't be able to get correctly. Either because Peter was distracted or because it was a question on university level and way too hard for anyone their age to know.

She had tried hard to find a reason, not to give him perfect grades, which she had never succeeded in, since, without wanting to sound arrogant, Peter was better at Physics than she was. He had worked together with Tony Stark, after all. That had led her to hating him even more, and now it seemed that she had finally found a reason to get him expelled.

"You should have thought about that earlier. I won't tolerate respectless behavior in my class!" she answered, an ugly smile in her face. He could pretty much see how much she enjoyed this situation.

Peter lowered his head as he packed his books back into his backpack (the fourth one he had this month). There was no use in continuing trying to convince Ms Dillon to let him stay. He slowly stood up and grabbed the rest of his stuff.

He could feel every pair of eyes in the room resting on him, watching his every move. Peter could see Flashs' spiteful grin in his direction, while Ned probably looked at him with pity and encouragement. His guess was, that MJ was studying him intently to be able to draw him into her looser notebook with as much of the miserable details as possible.

He didn't turn around to see if his guesses had been correct. Instead, he left the classroom as confident as possible, his back straight, his head held high. But as soon as he stood in the hallway and the door had closed behind him, he let the mask drop and buried his face in his hands.

He cursed himself for having fallen asleep during class, but he had just been so so tired. Ever since Tony had started to invite him to the tower more often to work in the lab together, his days had become much more exhausting and his nights much shorter. He felt like he was wasting Tonys time if he didn't use the suit, he and Tony had been working on so hard often enough.