Secrets // tw x spiderman crossover ❤︎

chapter 10; the truth and the lies

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"Hey, you're Peter right?" Some random kid asks me as I try to rush to my Chemistry class.

I nod and squint at his face because he looks familiar. Was his name Stan?

"I'm Stiles, by the way. We met briefly,"

Right, Stiles. I remember when I used to sit at Allison's lunch table he was there. Now I just go with Isaac, Danny, and Jackson in the gym and watch them play basketball and act like douchebags.

"What's up?"

"Uh, Scott was looking for you. He told me that Scott told him to tell Allison- wait no that's right," Stiles pauses to recollect his thoughts and I pinch the bridge of my nose in annoyance. "Okay, he told me to tell you that Allison told him she wants to talk to you,"

Now I'm starting to remember how awkward this kid was.

"So, Allison wants to talk to me?" I summarize.

"Uh... yeah I guess," Stiles nervously laughs. "To put it shortly,"

"Are we done here?" I ask impatiently.

Stiles mumbles something to himself before turning away.

"What'd you say?" I say to Stiles' back, but he doesn't turn around.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!" I yell. I don't why I'm so angry all of the sudden, but I feel like I could beat this kid up right now.

Stiles turns around with a peeved expression. "You know, maybe if you weren't such a dick you would have more people in your life that gave a shit about you,"

And now I'm not just angry; I'm fuming. And yet, I have nothing to say.

"Figure it out man," he advises before turning around again, and I don't call after him this time.

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After my little interaction with Stiles I couldn't shake my bad mood for the rest of the day.

I'm storming out of school now because I'm tired, fed up, and I just need to sleep. Maybe in my dreams I'll get to beat that kid Stiles up...

"Hey,"

I turn around and see Allison's dainty frame and her brunette locks blowing in the wind and her plump lips-

Stop it, Peter, I scold myself. Play it cool. (When did I start looking at her like that?)

"Allison," I nod curtly.

"I have a few things to talk to you about?"

"Right now?" I glance around at the busy parking lot, packed with students who are ready to get the hell home.

"I'll make it quick," Allison says. "I know you don't have any extra-curricular activities and you need 4 to get into NHS, so-"

"What the hell is NHS?"

"National Honors Society," Allison states, like it was obvious.

"Why would I want to join that? I don't even know what it is?" I am beyond confused- is this what Allison had to talk to me about?

"What? But your Aunt had called the school saying you wanted to join and you didn't know how so I-"

"She what?" I yell.

Allison rolls her eyes. "Look, I just wanted to help. But clearly you don't want to listen,"

"No, wait!" I grab her wrist as she turns away. "I'm just confused. Do you want to go somewhere so we can talk about this?"