CHAPTER 1

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My O.C- Sanya Reza, 5 feet 6 inches tall, tan, originally from India, has long dark brown almost black hair, brown eyes, not thin but not fat and almost 15. Skipped a year so is in the same grade as Peter, Ned, Michelle, Betty Brant etc. Literary type. Lives right above Peter's apartment. Moved to America when she was almost 10.

I sat down next to Michelle in the Cafeteria and joined her in watching Peter moan and groan about something to Ned. "What's going on? Still Liz?" I muttered to Michelle.

"I don't know. I'm weirdly observant, not a lip reader." She replied.

"Pete, what's up?" I asked him, before stuffing my mouth full of a burger.

Peter rolled his brown eyes and ignored my question."You'll choke, little girl." He muttered as he eyed my full mouth.

I glared at him. After swallowing, I said "Just because I'm less than a year younger than you doesn't mean I am a little girl. And you didn't answer my question, smart-ass."

He glared back at me before dissolving into laughter. I joined him.
We always faux bicker like this.

"Ah, that was a good one." Peter chuckled.

"I will never get this stupid arguing thing you do." Ned shook his head.

"Nor I. But I just count it as unresolved sexual tension." MJ commented before going back to reading War and Peace. I love reading everything but the width of that book scares me.

"Ummm...." Peter looked at me, wondering what to say next.

"MJ, it's definitely not sexual tension. Not completely, at least."I winked at Peter, "And you, Peter Benjamin Parker, didn't answer my question. What's wrong?"

He opened his mouth to answer but before that I cut across him.
"It's not still Liz, right?"

He looked hurt. "I thought you liked her."

"Of course I liked her, everyone liked her. But none of us liked hearing you mope about her. We get enough of the unrequited love from Ned talking about Betty."

"I hate Betty!" Ned growled, which was very different from his usual demeanor but we were used to it when he talked about his so-called object of hatred.

"Now, that's unresolved sexual tension." Peter smirked and high fived me."And, Sanu. No. It's not about Liz. My aunt saw me..I mean, she found out about a secret so she... exploded, to put it mildly."

"What secret? You know May hates secrets." I said matter of factly.

"Oh, nothing important." He said too airily for me to believe.

"I don't believe you but I respect your privacy."

"Thank you. And now, you may have finished your food in one gulp but I haven't. Let me eat in peace."

"What do you have next?" I asked Ned.

"AP Bio. Michelle has that too. You?"

"Gym. I hate gym. I despise running around all sweaty and falling off things and climbing things and wearing those shorts..." I listed the many reasons to not like gym.

"Don't say that. You in those shorts is the only reason I don't skip gym." Peter laughed and walked off to his locker.

"He's not serious?" I asked, wide eyed.

"Like I said, sexual tension." Michelle grinned."Off to gym now, little girl."

"Stop calling me that! I'm taller than you!" (A/N: I don't know Zendaya's height)

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