Family

Chapter 13

"Name".

"Peter Parker".

I managed to get to school without any interruption. May hadn't called me to give any more information. I guess she's used to it. As much as I want to tell her, I don't know what to tell, or what I should. I have so many secrets and it's not even what she's wondering. Even if she had suspicion, I couldn't tell her. It would only make her worry even more.

"How long will this be excuse be for?" The lady asks, smirking.

I had to get another excuse to meet my councilor. With meeting my councilor for a second day in a row, it feels strange. Throughout the whole year, I haven't gone once to meet Mrs. Reynolds. Hopefully this will be the last time.

"Just first period" I answer, dazing off.

And it just might be. I can finally be done with this school. No more mediocre projects. No more unnecessary reports. No more gym. I can finally get to do something that I want to do. Something that makes me happy, and not feel like an outcast for being ahead. I can be like everybody else.

"Ok...make sure you bring it to your first period teacher" she informs, tilting her head.

I'll have to keep in touch with Gwen. We still may not talk much during school but it's usually the only time we can hang out. I don't know if Harry will even come back. I do miss him. Maybe I'll see him at Oscorp...hopefully.

"Um, yeah. Thank you" I thank, making my way to first period.

Must of been trapped between my thoughts. I do that a lot.

The lady slams her head against her desk.

"It's too early for this shit".

I turn, hearing her actions.

"What?" I question, wondering what she said.

"Nothing, just tired. Have a good day" she responded, nailing a fake smile.

"You too" I repeat, acting a little shy.

She smiles, watching me walk away. Once out of sight she lays her head down, cursing at her self.

"I need a drink".
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"I'm here to see Mrs. Reynolds again".

After getting my excuse from the attendance office, I just simply got it excused. I don't think my teacher, Ms. Randell, even realized I put the slip down. She was basically surviving on her Grande, with her face in it.

"Again? I guess we all got problems" the man claims, shrugging is shoulders.

I don't even think he obligated to say that.

"Is she open?" I ask again, feeling awkward from his comment.

"Oh sorry. Yes she is. You can just walk in"

This man acts too normal. No one is like that in New York. Guess he's lucky.

"Thanks" I quietly thank, walking to Mrs. Reynolds office.

I come to her door, about to enter.

I don't even know if I'm prepared for this. I've only had one day to think about this. The deadline wasn't even due today. I just...rushed it. I'm making things to fast. I'm making decisions radically. I wanted to do this and it was my first thought, I think. Always go with your first answer.

I open the door, seeing Mrs. Reynolds on the computer.

"Hello, Peter. You're back early" she greeted, trying to start conversation.

"Yeah, I kind of already got this signed" I chuckle awkwardly, trying to engage in the conversation.

"Oh, this is perfect. I'll get this in as soon as I can".

That was quick. Too quick. I would think as my councilor, she would remind me if I needed to think about it more. I feel like it do so why isn't she mentioning it? Maybe it is good I'm leaving this school. Good thing It was my first decision.

"So, when do I take it" I ask.

I was already told but I wanted a reminder. Doesn't hurt to check, except my social anxiety.

"The test will be up around three weeks. You'll be called down again a day before, then head to New York University to take it. Simple" she answers, smiling at the end.

It sounded simple because no details were given. That just makes me nervous. I need a plan, not just wing it. I already have to do it enough.

"So, am I done here?" I ask, wanting to leave as soon as I could.

"Oh yes, you're excused. Thank you for dropping by" she nods, acting cheesy.

"Thanks" I leave awkwardly.

I get to the door, ready to leave.

"I'm proud of you, Peter" she mentions, staring at me.

"Thanks" I repeat, giving a half smile.

"No problem" she responds, winking at me.

I blushed a little, closing the door.

I respect Mrs. Reynolds. She's a nice person but she personally makes me uncomfortable. Someone that nice doesn't exist, even if pretending. It's easy to tell she wasn't but it still doesn't feel right. Once I leave, I won't have to worry about it. I won even have to worry about this school.

If I pass this test, I'll be the first sophomore in history to pass it. Not even Tony Stark did it.

Wait a minute...isn't he my boss? That just happened yesterday too. What is up with everything? Everything in my life is changing. More than puberty did to me, and that was drastic. Not in good ways either.

I just want to relax and do one thing at a time. Is that too much to ask for? Who am I even talking to. Great...I'm going crazy. Saw this coming. I'm pretty are its normal but that's not the problem. I'm being a problem.

Just calm down. I don't know what's going on with me. I think my decision shot some stress in me. More to the pile.

I should probably get to 2nd period. Calm me down. English always seem to, especially when I can't stop talking. When I can't stop talking, I just write it down. It's one reason why I like writing and taking pictures so much. Takes my words away. I also write in my journal. And no, it's not a diary. I just write my personal info and my feelings in it. I also draw some pictures and...

I feel a poke on my shoulder, turning quickly.

"It's not weird!"