I Hate Cats (Peter Parker x Reader)

Im-purr-tent

The days pass by and soon enough, Monday comes. I scrambled to get ready then rushed to school, eager to see my friends. I arrived at my locker, trying to ignore the chaos around me. People are being slammed into the lockers, some in violent ways and others in... well yeah.
I take out my needed books and shut the locker to be faced with a smirking Michelle. "What's up nerd?"

I give her a bright smile, "Nothing much, but the weekend was great. I had a fun time with you guys."

Michelle rolls her eyes and laughs, "You mean you 'had a fun time with Peter'." She ruffles my hair and I emit a chuckle.

"Whatever Michelle, so how are you?" We start walking to homeroom, and she waits a bit before she replies. "Um, nothing much actually. I finished this one really good book about slavery and Eastern Europe." Michelle shrugs her shoulders. We arrive to the classroom and we sit in desks next to each other. I ask her what it was about and we talk about it for the rest of homeroom.

First period comes around and Michelle leaves for her next class while I stay. I see Peter walk into the classroom and I give him a smile and wave. He waves back and makes his way to the seat right behind me and sits down.

I turn around to face Peter. "So... how was your weekend?" Peter asked with serious face, but his eyes had hints of amusement.

Going along with the joke I reply, "Nothing much, I just had a sleepover with this really cute guy." I bat my eyelashes trying to be as corny as possible and he gives a snort in reply. I pull out a water bottle from my bag and start drinking.

"He must've been really cool too." He gives a sly smile before continuing, "Don't tell me you had a sleepover with Flash!"

I start choking my water in hopes to not spray it on a passing victim. "God no Peter ew?! Shut up that's not even funny." I give an exasperating laugh and put my hand on my chest. "I'm going to die because of you."

Peter laughs and quickly apologizes. The teacher walks up to the front of the classroom and starts attendance.

After a few periods, lunch finally rolls around. For some reason, I felt very... very hungry today. I grabbed my lunch and made way to Peter and Ned. I didn't see Michelle yet, but she was probably still in the lunch line. Peter was sitting next to Ned so I chose to sit directly across from them.

I give them a quick 'what's up' before quickly devouring my food. Ned, used to my eating habits, shrugs his shoulders before replying with 'nothing much'. Peter just quizzically stares at me eating. He then slides a few fries towards me. I give him a grateful stare and a thank you before eating them.

Peter starts another topic about how he thinks arachnophobia is dumb or 'offensive' (not like you got what he meant). I slip off in a drowsy and dreamlike state before I shake myself back to reality. "-And I mean, they aren't that scary! They're like puppies, but with multiple eyes and legs!" Me and Ned snorted while Michelle rolled her eyes. The bell rings and we start to gather our things.

"Yea sure Pete, cause they're just as cute and cuddly as puppies..." I laugh and wave goodbye as I walk to my next class. I abruptly stop when I hear something off in the distance like "Are you daying I'm not flute?". I mutter about needing to get my ears checked out and proceed to the classroom.

Sooner or later, PE rolls by and everyone is sitting on the bleacher while the teacher calls attendance. The gang (Peter, Michelle, Ned, and myself) sit in a cluster, quietly conversing. The teacher finally finished and told us to get into the sections around the gym which were sit-ups, push-ups, and laps. We reluctantly started the drills, when I later heard my name called out by a classmate. "Who would you choose if you could FMK  the Avengers?"

I say who I'd kill then nervously gulp knowing my answers, but reluctant to say it out loud. I quickly glance at Peter, who seems very... calm about the whole ordeal. Maybe he's internally freaking out, but like how?

The same classmate who asked me the first time, asked who I'd F and M. "Um... to be honest. I'd F and M Spider-Man. He seems like a really good-and cool-guy."

Before I could talk about why, the people around me start making a slightly bigger deal than it needed to be, talking about how I didn't even know what he looked like, but eventually they all died down and the conversation went elsewhere.

I go back to talking with my gang, not noticing how red Peter's face was. Ned nudges him and Michelle directs my attention elsewhere. We talk about how Delmars reopened with renovations. I was pretty shocked to learn that he had so much money, then Peter told me that someone mysteriously donated it to him. 

He had such a sly smile on his face like he was the mysterious money donator, but it was obvious that he was a middle class citizen... it's not like he's the son of Tony Stark or something.

PE comes to an end and later on Chemistry rolls by. Only me and Peter share this class so we sit next to each other near the mid-back of the classroom. Our teacher starts the lecture and Peter is paying close attention.

I lean into his ear and whisper, "Psst... Pete... its kind of  im-purr-tent, but I just wanted to say that I think we have some chemistry."

I see Peter's body stiffen and I lean back with a small smirk on my face. I start to pay more attention to the lecture. During mid-lecture, Peter drapes his arm around the back of my chair and whispers quietly, "Are you made of Copper and Tellurium cause you're CuTe."

I give a small snort in response. Then a classmate, who sat behind us, leaned a bit forward before teasingly saying, "Stop flexing on us with your cute relationship, some of us want to pass this class and are cursed to die alone." I start to feel my face heating up and the surrounding classmates chuckle. The tiny commotion earns a loud hush from the teacher. I see Peter slide down in his chair and the person behind us quickly leaned back and pretended to have not said anything at all. I groan before redirecting my attention back to the teacher, waiting impatiently for the class to end.