"(Y/n)," Professor X was the next person on the screen, "I believe I'm the last person to give my message. I've seen many minds, and many mutants in my years, but you will always stick out to me. When you thought you were dangerous, or doubted yours...
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Chapter Nine: Ferries
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When the weekend was over, I returned to school as if everything was normal. I listened to the news reports of what happened while walking through the hallways. The school was going crazy over Spider-Man and Riptide.
When I was walking down the stairs Peter and Ned appeared beside me, already talking about what was going on.
"Should I tell everyone?"
"Ned if you tell a single soul I swear that you will find the entire Hudson River in your bedroom when you get home," I growled lowly. It was an empty threat. I couldn't lift an entire pool of water, much less a river. Either way, Ned seemed scared enough.
"We gotta get to class, anyway. Come on," I implored, motioning for the pair to follow me.
"I'm not going to class," Peter stated.
"But we have a Spanish quiz," Ned muttered hopelessly.
"Look, this guy is stealing from damage control to get the parts he needs for his weapons. All I gotta do is catch him. I might not even come back here. Mr. Stark is moving the Avengers upstate. If I bring this guy in..."
"Peter you can't be a high school dropout."
"I am so far beyond high school right now," Peter walked towards the door.
"Peter, the Principal is-"
"Parker, my office."
"Just keep walking Ned," I put a hand on Ned's back, ushering him to go with me to class.
"But Peter-"
"Is screwed. He needs this, trust me."
Six Hours Later- 3:25 PM
I had gone through my day as I normally would. The only difference was that Peter wasn't in first hour and spent the rest of the day being grumpy. He got detention for trying to run off, apparently. That meant I got a day off of patrol.
After getting home and making a snack, I settled on my bed to watch YouTube. I was fully prepared to not move from that position for the next two hours until my parents got home from work.
A half hour into my YouTube binge my phone pinged. Reaching out to grab it from my nightstand, my eyes widened when I saw it was from Peter.
I'm on your roof
Wear your uniform
Letting out a groan I slammed my computer shut. I dug into my closet and pulled out my uniform. I took off the comfy clothes I was wearing and put on my suit, nearly groaning again when I pressed the button that conformed it to my body. I was pulling on my boots while simultaneously pressing on my mask. I sent a text to my parents explaining that I was going out on patrol in case they got home before I got back.
