Peter's POV:
'Y/n is so nice. I'm still amazed by her knowing so much. She just turned 14 a few months back and is in my classes. I am 16.'
It was lunch time and I invited her to join Ned, Mj and me at our table. She gladly accepted.
After school, I gave her my number and offered to accompany her to her home to which she politely declined saying that she still had much to do and it would just waste my time.
Y/n's POV:
I had a great day at school and even made three friends, one of them being Spiderman. He first gave me his number and then wanted to accompany me to my apartment, but I didn't want him to see the exact location just yet. He would just ask more questions, because it isn't located in Queens. Instead, it's right next to Avengers Tower.
I quickly went into a small alley near my school and teleported unseen into my apartment.
Surprise! I have powers. Unfortunately, I have no clue on how I got them. When I got them, is also unknown.
Having nothing better to do, I took out my phone and dialed the number Peter had written on a piece of paper for me.
+1 (212) 410 - 5982
+49 176 47329385
Hey P,
It's me, your fellow classmate.
You had given me your number a few hours ago, remember?
Unknown:
I think you've got the wrong number kid
Why is your phone number German, but you write in English?
(Y/n):
Oh, that's strange.
Well, I'm German and just moved here to the US, so I still have my old phone number. Writing in German would be stupid of me as «P» doesn't understand German. (At least not as far as I know)
Why did you presume me to be a kid? Because I wrote the word «classmate»?
I'd have something to say about that...
Unknown:
You tipe fast
Ah alr
Yes because of that word
What about it?
(Y/n):
Did you know that adults can use it aswell? E.g. when taking a language class.
Other subject, how can I adress you?
I don't want to make assumptions, but according to your way of tiping and adressing me as a kid, you are probably middle-aged.
Unknown:
You're right
I didn't think about that
You're smart
I am indeed middle-aged with the pronouns she/her
You can call me «Red🔪» if you like
Let me ask: Are you a kid?
(Y/n):
Thank you and alright.
Why the knife emoji though?
Do you want to kill me?
And yes, I actually am a kid (or to be exact a teenager).
You could call me «Faith🌻», I guess, because everything relies on faith and I just love sunflowers.
(Y/n) changed «Unknown» to «Red🔪»
«Red🔪» changed (Y/n) to «Faith🌻»
Red🔪:
Don't worry kid
I won't hurt you nor kill you
You really thought about a good name
I just used one of my favorite colors and a knife cause why not
Faith🌻:
Phew, thank Thor!
Yup!
Ah, alright!
Anyways, I gtg now.
ttyl
Red🔪:
Bye!
༺༻
Nat's POV:
This kid literally just made my day. She's polite and sounds quite mature. When she wrote «thank Thor», it was hard for me to contain my laughter. Would I have been in my room, I would've let it out, but in the living room? With most of the other Avengers? No thank you. I already received weird glares for smiling.
When I put my phone down, I saw Clint standing behind me. He realized that I noticed him and asked:
"Who is «faith»?"
"That's none of your buisness!"
"Come on! You were smiling and if somebody - probably outside of the Avengers - caused that, I want to know who"
"I won't tell you!"
"Grumpy much" he muttered walking away.
"I heard that, Barton"
With that he ran away. I just hoped that nobody else heard about our little conversation.
A/n:
It feels like I took longer searching for a good nickname than for the rest of this chapter.
See you in the next chapter! (I think)
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