Happy New Year|Peter Parker [2]

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(Part three coming soon)
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Peter Parker kissed me at midnight for the start of 2018.. Is this a nightmare? Sure feels like it. If he finds out I'm dead, dust, done.

I dragged myself out of bed, threw on an oversized dark grey jumper with a white shirt under and some black jeans, then made my way to brush my hair, my teeth, all that jazz.
I waited at the bus stop for around five minutes before it came and I quickly got on and sat next to Michelle. "Hey, MJ." I greeted and waited for her response before getting my phone out and listening to some music.
A tap on the shoulder made me pause my music and take my earphones out before getting off of the bus and going to my first lesson to finish my homework- which is pointless, by the way.
Viva la time skip!
I made my way over to the student reception and said I was feeling sick. They let me leave once I explained how bad I was and I noticed someone jump over a fence and then jogging backwards, looking at the school before turning and dashing somewhere. I slowly followed them, which led me to an alleyway and I quickly looked away when they started to strip their clothes off. I heard a weird noise and looked to see the Spider-Man guy from YouTube walking off and webbing his bag to a wall.
"Well damn.. Just who are you, Spider-Man?" Leaving school early to 'fight crimes and flip' as I like to say and leaving their bag behind. I looked at the bag and pulled off the webs and noticing a tag on it:

If lost, please return to Peter Parker.

I almost dropped the bag but I heard someone coming, so I sucked up the pain in my stomach and jogged off to get to my house.
I let out a sharp breath when I got to my door and entered the house quietly before closing the door just as silently. But, as soon as I sighed and turned around to go to the stairs my dad was in front of me with a stern look. "Home early, out of breath, not a Friday so school didn't end early.. What's up?" He asked and I sighed.
"I broke out with an illness and thought running would help." I lied about the running, obviously, but I made it sound believable. He sighed and nodded. "Go on, then. Your mother will make soup." He said and I Gave a quick smile before pushing myself up the stairs and going to bed after changing into some pajamas. I got my phone out quickly and went into messages.

Peter Parker:
Can't help you with homework this week, sorry.
Peter BTW.
Sent on the 20th December 2017
I'd given upon him replying a little while ago, it was like this for a month, at least. I sighed and got typing.
YOU:
hey, Bugboy.
Sent just now
I then sent him a picture of his bag that was covered in ripped up webs.
Typing..
Peter Parker:
That's not mine??
Just now
I sighed and sent him a picture of his name tag.
YOU:
might wanna quit lying to me, huh?
Just now
Typing..
Peter Parker:
Sorry. I'll speak to you tomorrow after school about it, yeah?
Just now
YOU:
I'm at home right now, I'll unlock the window.
Just now

"Stark Internship, how did I not know it was fake?! I'm so stupid!" I mumbled so that mom wouldn't hear. I heard a tapping at the window but I heard my creaky handle on my door turn and I closed the curtains, quickly turning around to face mom walking in with a soup. "Hey mom!" I breathed out and she gave a warm smile, setting the soup on my bedside table.
"Hey honey! I've gotta go to work in a minute so I'm going to set off." She came over and kissed my forehead.
"Bye mom! Have a good day at work- also when will dad be back from work?"
"Five minutes after me, why?"
"Nothing.. Love you!" She left the room and I quickly opened the curtains and my window, making Peter Parker in a Spider-man suit tumble into my room. "What the hell, Parker?"
He got up and pulled his mask off, revealing an offended face. "What?!"
I put my hand on my hip and raised an eyebrow. "You couldn't be a little careful about being Spider-man?!"
"I was!!" He said and went to get my bag. I snatched it on an instant and kept it in a death grip. "Give me my bag I already lost one!!"
I shook my head. "No chance. I have some questions and you'll leave as soon as you get this." That made Peter sigh.
"Go on."
"First.. You've been fighting crime this whole time and thought of an internship as an alibi, did Stark think of that?"
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It had been a little while since I found out about about Pete's secret and I never told him about the new years kiss. But we became close friends and I got to know Ned as well... In a few days I have gotten to see how dorky and quirky Peter Benjamin Parker was and I've developed a big crush on him. I've got problems, I swear.

The problem is he's q superhero. I'll get in the way and I'll put both of us in danger. Besides, I have no chance of him liking me back. "Hey! You listening?" Ned asked and waved his hand in front of my face.
"Of course not." I sighed in frustration and glanced over at the Principal's office, where Peter was probably earning a lunch detention for being late for the fifth time, or something. I'm not keeping count.
"He's a bit dense.." He whispered to me and I shook my head.
"Dense how?"
"You know.."
I groaned and shook my head. "For the millionth time, I don't like him."
Yes I do.
"Sure..." Ned mumbled and we continued to walk up to the door and wait until Peter got out.

I need to tell him.

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