Every Piece of Me

School

  My eyes shot open, then darted to my clock. Shit. I ran around and within ten minutes I was ready, I took a look at myself in the mirror, hoodie, raggedy ripped jeans from yesterday, messy hair, tired eyes, sunken face. I frowned. I went into my bathroom and quickly splashed some water on my face, the tiredness lifted from my mind and my face felt refreshed. I took a deep breath. I love powers.

  Peter knocked on my door right as I was about to open it.

   "Swing us there?"

  "Already planned on it."

  "What an entrance for our official 'coming out' or whatever."

  We zoomed into the kitchen, bags open and shoes untied. I grabbed an energy drink out of the fridge and my dad yelled something at me that I couldn't hear.

  "Bye guys!" We yelled in unison. Natasha and Clint looking at us with smirks on our faces as we ran past them, Peter smacking his web shooters. They splattered on the wall and he smiled. If he killed me I'd kill him.

  Obviously we didn't have time to talk about it yet. We hadn't even processed the fact. But his unusual calmness while being around me after we had just literally made out less than 12 hours before made me nervous.

  Peter wrapped his arm around my waist and shot his web onto the nearest tall thing and began our journey all the way across the city for a 5 minute bell.

  We had been staying in the Avengers tower. Needless to say there weren't many taller things around us. So we began plummeting. I knew we wouldn't splatter to our deaths but I knew Peter's clumsiness. Why a spider, Peter? Really? Couldn't it be like a butterfly or something?

  I clutched onto his body like I hadn't seen him in years.

Now you might think my nervousness came from the dangling of skyscrapers by a artificial web made by a teenage boy, but it actually came from starting school. First of all, Midtown High?! I couldn't believe it, even if it couldn't be too much different from my highschool situation back in my CR. Though I thought maybe the whole superhero situation would effect some of it.

  We landed on the steps and Ned and MJ were already waiting there for us, rolling their eyes at our tardiness. They handed us our schedules.

  "P.E. ? I did a whole 4 hour training sesh yesterday morning." Peter looked at my schedule and lightened up realizing it we had it in the same period. He scrunched his eyebrows in confusion. "We have all of the same classes. Hm."

  "Thank my father, and they're all AP classes. As if either of us needed them, I think I took half of these last year. I'm flattered even so."

  "Thank you, Mr. Stark."

  Peter looked behind him and frowned at the crowd, then in seconds he stepped in front of me and caught a rock, coming somewhere from the mound of reporters. 'Freaks' was written on it in red marker. Peter dropped it and then guided me inside, giving the crowd a wary look.

Security went with us all the way to the first hallway and then gave us a run down on the day. We would go about our schedules normally, no skipping, only bathroom breaks in between periods, with each other 24/7, and most importantly, do not talk about our 'supernatural' situation. Specifically the confidential parts of it.

Everyone was wondering what happened in Sokovia, how I did that with myself to save Peter and I. And frankly, I had not the slightest clue myself. I knew I was powerful, but I had no idea it was that much.

As we walked through the halls we were crowded with students who I'd never even talked to before taking pictures and a bunched up mess of questions, admirers, and insults. It would die down eventually, I knew that, but this would get old very fast.