Quicksilver x reader

Part 1

My parents recently got divorced so my mom and I moved out to a smaller house. My mom told me that we moved in across the street from one of high school friends who had a son my age and a younger daughter. I don't want to meet anyone, but my mom said that her son Parker? NO PETER, goes to my new school and I'd need someone to show me around so I comply and get ready.
We head across the street my mom in bell bottoms and a horrible orange shirt on, I just have on bell bottoms, giant chunky platform boots and a Queen t-shirt on. I ring the doorbell and before my hand is back at my side a silver haired boy is leaning against the door frame, but straightens up when we make eye contact. He brushes his shirt with his hands like he's getting dirt off it. The boy leans his head over his shoulder and shouts "MOM YOUR FRIEND and her beautiful daughter are here." He drops off half way into the sentence and turns his head to me saying it while making eye contact with me. He moves aside and holds the door open, I look at him with a smirk "smooth", he rubs the back of his neck and laughs awkwardly. His mom greets us, sitting us down in the living room his little sister runs to greet me extending her little hand saying "I'm a princess, what are you?" I laughed a little bit shaking her hand "I'm a ghost, boo!" She laughs and goes to sit next her brother. His mom shouts "Peter, INTRODCE YOURSELF HON, jeez!"
He looks at me and smiles weakly muttering "I'm Peter, Peter Maximoff, and you must have wonderful taste in music." He point at my shirt, I laugh and agree with him introducing myself.
Our moms talk and laugh raving about how nice a I am and how well behaved Peter's little sister is and then his mom calls us to dinner. Peter's little sister shouts for me to sit next to her patting on the seat next to her. I gladly took the seat next to her and Peter sits next to me. We all eat and talk, while Peter sits tapping his foot and bouncing his leg.

Peter's P.O.V.:

She said she's a ghost? What? There's something about her it's like she knows that I'm a mutant. OF COURSE SHE DOES I WAS AT THE DOOR BEFORE SHE EVEN HAD HER ARM BACK AT HER SIDE. STUPID STUPID. So why does she seem so comfortable around me? Is she a mutant, does her mom know? Are her "powers" like a ghost's? Why am I talking to myself in my head and asking so many questions? I need to stop fidgeting she'll think I'm weird.

(Y/N's) P.O.V.:

We finish dinner and the moms continue talking and then Peter's mom says, oh my God she says "Peter why don't you and (Y/N) go hangout in your room," then they both shout "NO FUNNY BUSINESS" I laugh and he stands up and grabs my arm looking back at me "come on I'm bored" I nod "me too".
We head down stairs to his room and he asks "So you're a ghost, huh?" "Yeah I am, and is your hair natural or dyed or mutated?" I say drawing out the word 'mutated' he seems stunned "well you guessed right, but I'll only show you mine if he show me yours" with a very insinuating tone. "How do you know im a mutant, ugh, fine, but no peeking" I say laughing he nods. I peel off my Queen shirt to reveal my torso missing with only my bra being able to be seen no skin just air, I make the rest of my organic material, well body, disappear. He gasps out "wow, can you do anything else?!" "Yeah, but it's your turn now" I say pulling my shirt back on becoming visible again. He's standing across the room from me and then he's right next to me with his arm around me. "Smooth Peter, so is it teleportation of speed?" I say a little confused "it's speed, SO WHAT ELSE CAN YOU DO?!" I move his arm not with my hands,  but telepathicly "YOU ARE SO COOL WHAT ELSE, WHAT ELSE?!" He says like a little kid "well the last one is kinda boring" and I drop through the bottom of the couch.
"See I said I was a ghost, all of my powers are like caspers" I say laughing "You're like a phantom (Y/N) the Phantom." I groan "if you call me that at school I will mind strangle you, that'd be cool in a movie, anyway, call me that at school and you're good as dead." I say with a growl "I'd like to see you get angry, but that's only if you can catch me." I groan "oh shut up, ass hat." "Oooh feisty, I like it." "(Y/N)!" I hear my mom yell "it's time to go you have your first day of school tomorrow you'll see him then." I grumble "walk me to school tomorrow, please." He smiles "but of course, be ready by um, 7:30, okay?" "Mhmm, bye" I say with a smile and before I get to the top of the stairs he's behind me and hugs me, I phase through him and wink "not today, speedster, not today." And I shuffle out of the house and across the street back home. Still nervous about school but a little less so now that I have a friend.