Peter
"Mr Parker!" My teacher yells at me. I snap out of it. I had been staring at this girl who probably doesn't even know I exist. Sam. She has lived next door to me forever. Yet we never talk.
"What is 100 x 678,398." He says with a smirk.
I hear a cough and look over to Sam. She pretends to scratch her head. She had the answer written on her hand. She mouthed 'You're Welcome.'
"67,839,800." I state. He nods. I look back at Sam and she gives me a thumbs up.
"Samantha, what is written on your hand?" The teacher questions.
"Sam, and I want to write the answer out so I could remember." She says convincingly.
He just turns and continues the lesson. She smirks to herself. Finally the bell rings. He yells about homework and we walk away.
I walk up to her. "Thanks, but you didn't have to do that, I could have suffered." She chuckles a bit.
"Well you were out of it, so I wrote it down. If you didn't get it soon he would have had a hissy fit." We both laugh.
"Gotta run, thank you!" I say and turn to Ned.
"Later Peter." She says. She tightens her ponytail.
I've never once seen her with her hair down. It's always in a messy bun or ponytail with a few strands in her face. She always a wears jeans, unless it's gym. Which she's the best athlete in the girls section.
"So you got caught staring at her again? And she gave you the answer?" Ned looks at me like I had 2 heads.
"Yeah." I watch her walk in. She sits with her friend Kate. I rest my head on my hand and stare at her.
"You should stop staring at her before it gets creepy." Ned says
"Too Late. You guys are losers." A girl chimes in from a table over.
"Then why do you sit with us?" Ned asks.
"I don't have friends."
Sam
"Wait, so you helped Peter after you saw him staring at you?" My best friend Kate says.
"Well I didn't want him to suffer humiliation!" I state.
"He's a nerd! Let him do it himself." I hit her arm.
"Be nice!"
We walk down the hall to the girls change room for gym. Flash Thompson stops us.
"Hey beautiful." He smirks.
"No, and you're a loser." We walk around him. I heard a few oooo's.
"Excuse me princess, You know I'm hot."
"You could only dream. And don't call me princess." I give him and innocent smile.
He goes to say something but someone steps in.
"Hey man, just leave her be already." It was Peter. Ned look at him like he was insane.
"You want to fight loser?" Flash goes to swing, but I step in and grab his hand.
I press a point in his hand with makes him buckle and squeak in pain.
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Who ARE you?//Peter Parker Fanfic//
Fanfikce"I know you probably won't answer me, but who are you?" I ask while patching up his arm. Then I seen a certain watch. And I had a pretty good idea who this Spider Man was.
