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38 || school days and panic attacks

38 || school days and panic attacks

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"Hey, you're going to be okay. Let's just go home and relax, yeah?"

Midtown High School, Queens, New York, November 2016-

School was boring. The time that was ticking away until Thanksgiving Break seemed to drag on and on. Classes were on edge, students almost counting down the seconds until they would be released for the day. There was only one more day of school left after the end of a rather drab Thursday, and everyone was buzzing.

Alison's math class had gone by quickly, with nothing eventful happening. The girl was just stacked with a load of homework, the teacher reminding the kids that the next day would be better, as she would put in a movie for the last day before break. Alison thought her math teacher was pretty cool, and wouldn't hesitate to help remind her students that the subject she taught (and school) could be fun too.

Alison was currently in the middle of chemistry class, working away with Tara on some unknown project for the class. The girl had admittedly moved away from her friendships with Drew, Tara, Jess, and Iris, instead sticking close to Skylar, not wanting to catch anyone else in the crossfire of Absinthe. Plus, the stress of all of the homework that she was being given did not help her cause.

Regardless, it was nice to talk to the girls when she had them in her classes, the girl reminded of the good months before everything fell apart in October. A time when everything had been peaceful, and not hectic and crazy. Oh! And no metal flying vulture-like men and evil daughters of "Thanos"were hanging around in Queens.

When the bell rang, the girls threw off their goggles and turned off their flames, turning in the project that was assigned for the day. Drifting through the halls, Alison arrived at her locker, pulling the lock off and placing her chemistry books inside.

Lunch was up next, and, needless to say, the girl was not looking forward to talking to others during lunch, especially after last night. Well, people other than Peter Parker and Skylar. They were the only ones she had told about her little super villain problem, which had become a little less than a problem in the last month.

Well, until last night, that is.

Walking into the cafeteria, Alison swiped a red tray from the stacked area from the beginning of the lunch line. Grabbing a grilled cheese sandwich and some tomato soup, the girl paid the register and walked over to sit with Skylar, who was next to Ned and Peter.

"Hey idiots." Alison remarked, plopping her lunch tray on the table, sliding onto the lunch bench, bumping Skylar down to sit right across from Ned. "How have your classes been so far?" She asked, opening up her napkin and utensil package. "Utterly boring?"

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