Transit (Peter Parker x Reader)

Chapter Six

The weekend was normal, although she was basically living in fear. She really did belive she was going to get arrested. But, her bruises healed and by Monday she was ready to go to school. She couldn't miss school.

"Bye Grans!" She said, leaving the house and locking it behind her. She was dreading going. She had a gut feeling she should stay home, but that wasn't an option. Michelle would be back today and she could tell her all about her new friends. Maybe even try to convince her to sit with them at lunch. The bus was as usual, crowded. She held the metal pole tight as the bus lurched to a stop in front of the highschool. She, like everyday got out of the bus.
But, something wasn't right...
In front of the school was a cluster of what seemed to be men with cameras and microphones. People with news vans were pulled up to the school.
She raise an eyebrow, trying to wonder who they were there for.

She crossed the street and walked to them. That's when she finally realized who they were there for.
They. Went. Crazy.
Flashes nearly blinded the poor girl as she stopped in her tracks. Her heart missed a beat as her ears starting ringing. She had the feeling of being closed in, like she couldn't breath.
"(Full name) are you really a mutant?"
"How have you aquire these super human powers?"
"We need to know, who are you?!"
"How did you take down a man three times your size?"

She was having an anxiety attack. She had never had one before, but it was scary to her.
She suddenly felt herself lowering to the ground. There was no way past them, they circled her. Her head was pounding from the flashing cameras.
Her vision them went black for a moment, although she didn't completely pass out.
Someone scooped her up, pushing past all the reporters and took her into the school. They placed her on the ground.
"Hey, hey! (Name) wake up!" The voice said, skating her shoulders. Her vision came back then. She knew she had just missed first period.
"Who-"
"It's me, flash." The person said, offering her a bottle of water.
"You need to drink some." She took it and downed the bottle. She looked at him confused, tilting her head.
"What was that all about?" He asked, she shrugged.
"I really don't know." She answered truthfully and weakly. He smiled sadly.
"It seems like your famous." He said, softly laughing. He stood from his kneeling position next to her, offering her a hand. She took it and he helped her stand.
"Thanks." She said, quickly hugging the boy as a thanks.
"It's nothing, I'll walk you to class."

Her first period happened to be lab today. But first period was almost over. So they took there time and walked to second period, which was gym.
"Ready to go in? Maybe you shouldn't participate today?" The boy said, concerned. She nodded and weakly smiled.
"Sounds okay..."
He went in first, holding the door for her. She walked in after. No one was in the gym because they were in the locker rooms changing. Although their gym teacher was. She walked up to the man shyly
The older man's eyes widened as she came over.
"I'm feeling sick, can I be excused for today?" She asked him sheepish.
"Yes, of corse." He said quickly. She nodded and shuffled to the bleachers. She was confused on why he didn't give her a hard time.
He blew a whistle, which signaled everyone to come back up and start stretching for laps.
Eventually everyone came up at once. But when they did, all eyes were on her. Little to say she was really confused.
"Ten laps! Get to it!" The man yelled as he blew the whistle.
Everyone began to run, except for Michelle, who kept her eyes on (name).
After about ten minutes the phone across the gym rang and the teacher went to go answer it.
"(Name) you are needed in the office." The man spoke timidly. She nodded and flung her bag over her shoulder, rushing out of the room with her head down.

When she got there the office was empty. Oddly enough, not even one older lady sat behind the desks.

"(Full name), age fifteen, born and raised here in queens by grandmother. Above average intellect although it not being recognized."
(Name) spun around to see a man wearing sunglasses and a suit.

"My name is Tony Stark, and you seem to be special."