Starting over. Reader x Peter Parker

3. New Friends.

After lunch I head to my locker, where he surprisingly didn't go to before the bell rung.

I sighed, and I walked to class alone. I was kinda used to  him meeting me before going to class.

When I got to class, I mentally had to prepare myself for the introduction that I've done an uncomfortable amount of times.

When the teacher walks in, she asks me to stand at the front of the class.

"Class! I'd like to introduce you to our new student!" She gestures me to the front, and I look to the ground.

"Hi. I'm Y/n Smith." I softly, and shyly replied, with my head down the entire time. I didn't look up till she had to show me to my seat. Then I continued to stare at my desk top, without looking up.

I knew the eyes were on me. Everyone looked at me, and it made me uncomfortable. It ultimately made me want to cry, but I would be such a loser if I started crying for no reason.

10 minutes into our lesson, and I finally looked up.

Some of them I knew from other classes, others I didn't know yet. I scanned the room, and stopped when my eyes landed on someone.

Soft brown curls, romantic brown eyes, he looked so focused. His concentration was absolutely adorable.

My eyes were practically heart eyes.

I fangirled in my head for the entire lesson, not even paying attention.

After class, I didn't even wait for flash I quickly grabbed my tech textbooks from my locker, and I headed toward my next class.

Wonder if he's in my next class?

The bell rings, and I'm of course early. The teacher walks in, and sees me.

"You're Y/n right?" He asks as everyone else is already seated and staring at the front of the class.

Dang it. I missed some of the students, cause some walked in as he was about to shut the door.

"Yes sir." I answer back, more confidently then in the other classes.

"Alright. Who has an empty seat next to them?" He asks the class.

I'm forced to turn around, and I look up to see the same boy from my last class.

My heart starts racing, and he, and 2 other kids raise there hands.

"I do sir." I hear him quietly a respond.

"There's an open seat next to me!" One kid said.

"Mr.Fitch I've got a free spot." The girl who I saw at lunch with curly hair speaks up.

"Everyone put your hands down. Y/n go sit next to Michelle." He grumpily replies.

He kinda reminded me of Happy.

I awkwardly look around, trying to figure out who Michelle was, and she points to the empty seat next to her.

I sigh in relief, as I sit down. Finally I'm done embarrassing myself.

"Alright. Work on your projects. You can talk, but don't break anything. Don't be loud." He informs us.

I look to Michelle, and she rolls her eyes.

"He doesn't ever give any instructions." She complains, and I slightly smile. I wanted to laugh, but I felt so awkward being here with 0 instructions. Not like I haven't been put in something that I wasn't expecting before. My father often did things like this to me, and the new Tower was a new learning curve for me.