•Mystery is my middle name•

Chapter Four

Peter's PoV

Webbing a criminal to a nearby wall I jolt when a punching device sends me halfway across the street, the side of my face stinging and bruising already, webbing the gauntlet away from him I then web him to a car, looking up at Michelle who's stood over by a shop, Nodding when she beckons for me to follow. Sitting on her Bed after changing into a mainstream hoodie and a pair of denim jeans, she hands me a freezing ice pack, pressing it to my face I sigh "I know I turned down the avenger offer but I feel like dealing with all these Alien Weapons is a little kid's job.. I wanna do more, like fight another high tech criminal" I mumble, moving the ice pack she attempts to put it back on my face but I jerk away "Im fine, it just shocked me a bit" I say, glancing around her room briefly before looking at her "You don't look fine, you know there's gonna be questions tomorrow about why you have a black eye. you look like Mike Tyson has punched you" She says, laughing I hang my head slightly "Thank you for summing that up, Really" I murmur, groaning slightly I close my eyes.

Shuddering awake I look around, my head thumping repeatedly, feeling my breath hitch I gawk at a sight I of all people thought would be impossible to see, a familiar dark skinned female curled up beside me sleeping peacefully, looking at my position I lean up in my elbow looking at the time '02:45am' furrowing my brows I slide into texts.

'Hey may, sorry I've been asleep since 6:00, I'll be home in the morning I'm staying at neds' I lie, freaking when she replies instantly 'yeah you keep telling yourself it's neds, considering he's been round four times asking where you are, love you hunny' she replies, swallowing a lump in my throat I lie on my back, appearing to have woken Michelle up "your awake, finally" she mumbles sitting up and looking down at me, brushing her curls out of her face "what happened?" I ask, propping my head up on my wrists "you were mumbling some shit and then just plain passed out on me" she says, picking up a book from the floor she adjusts the pages "concussion?" I ask, webbing my mask over to me, pulling it on carefully "Karen" I say quietly "good morning peter, what are you doing up so early?" She asks, blanking the question Michelle gives me a confused look "do I have a concussion?" I ask, groaning at the pain "you do have a strong concussion, it's intensified since the last time" she says, nodding I thank her before throwing my mask on her desk "who's Karen?" MJ asks, chuckling I lie back down "I use to call her suit lady but she's my AI that tony had put in my suit" I reply, turning on to my side I groan for the tenth time In five minutes "your gonna pass out on me again I can feel it" she teases laying beside me "hey I'm the One with spider senses" I retaliate, drooping slowly, I find myself blacked out rather quickly.

"Nerd!" Jolting I look at Michelle who's sat in front of me "what?" I ask glancing around rapidly the sky still a pitch black void "you was shouting in your sleep" she says, closing her book and sitting back "I-uh, yeah I was just dreaming about criminals" I lie trough my teeth, sliding out of the bed I look over to my suit which is folded over the chair, picking it up she squints her eyes and turns her chin up at me "where are you going?" She asks, looking over to the window I look back at her "come with me, I wanna show you something I think you'll like" I say taking my jumper off and getting into my suit.

Wrapping my arm around her waist I shoot my web at a nearby building, swinging through the city she screams, but not in fear... in pure joy and excitement.  I stop on top of the highest building in queens, the sun rising very slowly she stares intensely "you were right, I do like this" she whispers, sitting beside her I smile half-heartedly "I just though cause like.. you like books and all" I mumble shrugging my shoulders "Who are you talking with Peter?" Hearing my AI, Karen say into my ear I cock an eyebrow underneath my mask looking towards my dark skinned friend she makes a noise of acknowledgement.

Leaning on my forearms I look up at the teacher who's walking around the classroom observing everyone, playing with a few webs that had clung to my jumper from last night "hey Pete" looking to my side at Ned who's signalling for me to look at flash who's talking to Michelle, well trying to "what about it?" I murmur, his eyebrows arching "he's trying so hard" he laughs, nodding I laugh half-heartedly "it's flash he tries so hard at everything" I reply continuing to write on the booklet.

"Peter." Looking up from my computer I can feel everyone's gaze on me "what?" I murmur, looking over to the door at Someone I never thought I'd see again, Tony Stark, freaking I stand "Tony?" I ask grabbing my laptop I feel Michelle's stare on me "can I speak to you real quick, about the internship?" He asks, nodding I follow him out of the room. "What's up?" I ask, adjusting my sweater casually "there's gonna be a war. And we'll need all the help we can get, trust me Peter quills team are literally involved." He says, glancing around I nod "uh.. and me? I'm still getting rid of the alien tech" I mumble, his hands on my shoulder "you helped us with cap, and it's really obvious that you've improved" he says, nodding I breath heavily "I'll help but I need to get rid of this tech first" I mumble, watching him nod I walk back into the classroom everyone's eyes immediately fall on me again.