The Avengers + Spider-Man

Chapter Nine

This Fanfiction was written in 2016 before Tom Holland's presence in Marvel and was primarily based on the Amazing Spider-Man Franchise

C H A P T E R | nine

It was already terrible. I knew it the moment my alarm went off. My eyes were glued shut with sleep and my body ached in need to rest. I didn't want to move, nor did I. It was a rare time that happens every so often and has lesson since becoming Spider-Man.

I felt lazy.

I laid listening to the alarm for almost five minutes. The sound was annoying, it's screeching blared busting my eardrums. Yet I couldn't find the will to lift a finger to shut it off.

Usually I'd skip school at this point but knew it wasn't a real option. I need to gain trust and pretending to be sick wasn't the way to go about it. So I mustard all the energy I had into one arm and began to lift it. However, before I could turn it off someone came bursting through my door. By someone I mean Katniss.

"Turn the damn alarm off. Some people like to sleep when they've been up working most the night" well isn't he peachy.

"You work? I thought you stay perched on top a fridge all day and made chirping noises to your people" I sassed. Forgetting how much of a morning person I was not. Calm the sass Peter it's to early. In the back of my head I couldn't help but imagine a mini me going 'it's never to early for sass' but quickly shook my head and looked back at Clint.

"For your information, I'm a agent who does way more than your little brain can comprehend" he said with a proud look. My body finally getting its energy back, as I felt a challenge. I sat up with a smug like look.

"I'm sure if your brain muscles are strong enough to let you think past your bird calls and arrows. I'm sure I can handle it" I calmly said before walking away. Leaving a speechless Clint. I walked into the bathroom using the toilet before brushing my teeth. I didn't even bother showering because I took one last night. I mean who showers in the morning(gods. That's Who)? I'm barely motivated to even blink my eyes in the morning let alone shower! Hence I shower at night so I get to sleep more in the morning. Less work I have to do and can be dressed in five minutes. It's convenient. It's just a personal thing. Plus you learn to shower at night when you live in a children's home. For time, showering in the morning just wasn't an option till now.

When I walked out. Clint we gone. Most likely to lick his wounds while he prepares to counterattack and I knew he wouldn't take long to come up with something. I hurried to change into a random shirt and a pair of jeans. Grabbing a jacket to go over too. My hair going everywhere in an untamed motion. I combed my hands through it once and quickly grabbed my suit from a hiding spot. I shoved it into a hidden slot I designed in my bag to hid it. Quickly rushing down to the dining room/kitchen/living room area. Seeing everyone up already and a reluctant Clint drowsy with distaste glared directly at me. Amused looks passing everyone's faces as if they knew what happened. In this building I wound the be surprised if they didn't know. I walked to them slowly.

"Well I'll be going to school. To do the thing called learning." I said. An awkward smile plastered to my lips. A equally awkward one crossing there's.

"You want a ride?" Tony asked hopefully.

"No. It's fine. I rather walk. I might as well get in some exercise now before I'm forced against my will to sit in a chair all day at a place considered educational." I need to chill. Try all mostly laughed believing it to be a normal teenage joke before nodding.

"See you later Peter" they all basically said in their own way. Besides Clint. He was still salty.

I took the elevator down. Hurrying to school before the bell rang. All I needed was another tardy sheet. How many would that make? Twelve? No maybe twenty. I've lost count in all honesty. I have no time for silly things when saving the city. It was a great responsibility I've taken upon myself and plan to uphold. No matter what happens. Even if I were to have my identity revealed to Steve and Tony and the other Avengers. It was my right to be Spider-Man and they couldn't stop me. I'll use my first amendment rights to protest if I'm grounded. Steve may appeal to my history lesson. Tony not so much. He'll just laugh and remind Steve of why I was in trouble.

I soon maybe my way up the sidewalk of the school. Seeing many people I don't talk to, nor do they talk to me. Yet I probably could name almost all of them while almost non could tell me my name.

People chatted in groups while I mad my way up the sidewalk. My head mostly down casted into my alter ego. Attempting to not attract attention while keeping a feisty fire burning. I pulled the door open before stepping foot inside.

Huh. I love the smell of self loathing stressing depressed teens, jerks, ignorance and all who hate their lives in the morning.

[A/N this isn't a joke. You people who shower in the mornings are God's. I get up easily (waking up)in the morning but I get dressed in 5 minutes tops; hair, teeth, cloths, the whole shebang and I be female.  I had to move my alarm across the room so I would have no choice but to move and I hate the sound of alarms so much I wake up two or ten minutes before it goes off. I get dressed in five minutes and sit on my bed until it's time to go. No make up, no special anything. People who try are real gods because I could careless about what my school mates think. Also it's just a preference that I don't shower in the morning and even if I wanted to I couldn't because of a few variables]