Part 2 : Memory lane

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YOUR POV/// Once we stopped laughing, I looked at him. Memories of him when we were child, with his Iron man helmet, running in the park, suddenly came back in my minds. A wave of nostalgia took me away.

"Y/n? are you okay?" Peter asked me. I realized that I was staring at him while I was lost in my thoughts.

"Oh-uh, yeah..". I looked away and saw Stacy coming up behind Peter. She came running, Peter turned around and saw her pounding on me. She was squeezing me so hard that I could barely breathe. "I missed you so much!!" she said. I hugged her back. Tears start to rise again when I opened my eyes and saw Peter looking at us. He looked like a bit embarrassed and pulled his hands in his pockets, turning the look over.

Stacy pulled me back, and took my face with her hands on each one of my cheeks. "How are you hun!? How was life in Bronx? Why did you leave? And did you met someone ? did he was cute ? well, how many boys did you kis-" "Um, Stacy, please..." I said, taking off her hands of my cheeks. I saw Peter on his phone, probably texting someone.

"...Well, what's up? Oh, and why didn't you answer my message?" " Oh hum..sorry I saw it but my phone drops in the bus and..." I looked at Peter, who was smiling. "Fortunately, Peter was here and he got it, safe" I said, smiling him back. Stacy looked at me with a funny face. "Uuh..Peter?" Then I looked again at Peter who was behind her as she came literally in front of him. He gave me a weak smile, then Stacy turns back to him. "Oh, Peter ! You..are here. Sorry I didn't spot you" She said. "No problem," he answered with a little voice. He was looking down, fiddling his sleeves. I couldn't help but felt like something was...weird between my two best friends. "Well, I'm so glad to see you guys again!" I said. " Yeah! It's-" "Well, me too, girl!!" Stacy said cutting off Peter. Then the bell rang, announcing that class started. " Let's go," Stacy said. "Which class do you have?" I asked, a little bit stressed of being alone for this first day. " Well, I have Spanish class now, and you?" I opened my backpack and checked my schedule "I have chemistry class..." "Oh no...we aren't even together for your first class" she said with a voice. Then Peter approached " I have chemistry class too, y/n" A feeling of relief invades me. " I'm sorry, didn't want to let you alone for the first day but-" Stacy started, but this time, Peter cut her off. "She won't be alone. Remember, I'll be with her" he said, staring at me with his dark brown eyes. "Yeah, sure..." she glanced at him. "Anyway, I got to go, we'll hang out after? you certainly have lots of crunchy things to tell me!" "Well, uh-" "See you!" she said as she was leaving Peter and me in the hallway which was emptying. I saw her joining a group of girls who stared at me. I smiled at them but they didn't give any shit. "You're wasting your time, they won't give you any sign as long as I am less than two meters from you" he said, jaded, his look lost among the girl group. "What do you mean?" I asked. Do they girls have a problem with him ?. "N-nothing" he said, shaking his head slightly. He turns over and started to walk towards the stairs. I followed him, walking by his side. "So.." he started, "You're back... but why?". I stared at him. He didn't know? Stacy didn't warn him? "Pete...Stacy didn't tell you? Why do-" "To tell you the truth, Stacy doesn't keep me informed anymore, so...". We arrived in front of a room, full of students who were already sitting, picking chairs. We entered, and I sat next to Peter. "Peter..I feel like Stacy and you aren't th-" "HEY PETER" a guy screamed with a red shirt. Peter looked at him and smiled. "Hi Ned" he replied, doing an incredible handshake with "Ned". He came towards me and then stopped, pointing me and looking at Peter at the same time. "It's okay, come sit behind us" Peter replied. "Oh, did I take your seat?" I asked "No, it's fine...?" I opened my mouth to say my name , but Peter went faster. "Y/n. She's Y/n". Suddenly, Ned's face lit up, and he smiled like crazy to me and then stared at Peter. "Oooh you're the famou-" "Mr Leeds, please shut your mouth and SIT DOWN" the teacher shouted at Ned. Peter frowned. We turned back and the class started. Half an hour passed in the most complete silence between the three of us, when someone patted my shoulder. I turned to Ned, who was smiling at me like a little boy would smile in front of a gift. "I'm Ned! Peter's best friend and guy in the-" as Ned said these words, Peter turned and looked at Ned scornfully. Ned did not seem to understand so Peter made a sign of zip on his lips. I was laughing inside of me. 

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