The New Kid on the Block ( reader x Peter Parker)

VIII. If You Cant Beat 'Em...

A/N: Yeet 'em!! But here's the next chapter! Woohoo! Hope you enjoy it. Also this is taking longer mainly because of school and priorities and such. But it won't slow me too much! (It slowed me... a lot)

~Peter~
Half an hour goes by, and Peter realizes that he was quite a dick. He was tired and groggy, but that was no excuse. He was proud of you for stepping up, even if he wasn't too happy that you were there at the moment. But right now, he was somberly eating his pizza rolls, feeling ... well ... somber. But then he had an idea.

~Y/N~
You thought little of what Peter did/said, but it did sting a little, but hey, you still helped him out. You were able to quickly brush it off while you walked home in the rain, which you thankfully had a hoodie.

As you walked home, with your earbuds in, you became extremely aware of alleys. You haven't paid attention to your injuries from your stabbing, but still we're there. As you walk block to block, you check every alleyway, just to make sure. Your mind would go back to that old creepy dude, his motives, and Spider-Man. He tried his best, that's for sure. And even if he wasn't very successful, he stayed with you as woke up in the hospital, which was slightly amusing because he was still in costume, almost like a Make A Wish.

That made your mind wander as you hop onto the subway, on your way to your Brooklyn apartment. You may live a little ways away from school and Peter, which makes a long time to and from Queens. Your mom said it's, "because this one spoke to me." But you know that it's cheaper than apartments in Queens, but real estate is stupid. On the subway, you realized that, on your first day of school. You. Had. Homework. Your calming ride quickly turned to panic, especially since your high school is significantly harder than most.

When you got home, you went straight to your room, still filled with boxes and a lonely mattress, and got to work. Once you went through your planner, because you're a good student, and you realized that that shit is tough. It's only your third day at school, and already you have a project, two papers, five quizzes, and two assignments. You checked the time, it's 5 PM. This was gonna be a hard few hours.

After many assignments, your mom popping in to check up (love your mom, please), and many, many snacks. You've been pushing and pushing, trying your hardest to finish it all from yesterday and the day before, because of poor Peter being beat up and then shoved into a mailbox.

You had finished your history notes, then realizing that it was, in fact, 1:00 in the morning. Instead of sleeping, you decided to watch Netflix and snack, mainly because the adrenaline from working nonstop. You brought blankets, some coconut chips, (amazing, might I add), and a laptop. You decided on some Disney movies, which would help you sleep much easier than a thriller.

After starting Hercules, your favorite, you started to feel somewhat tired, but not enough to fall asleep. You were only somewhat paying attention while scrolling aimlessly through your phone, when a quick rap came against your window. Your tiredness quickly disappeared and you jumped up to your feet and got the nearest thing that could resemble a weapon. The thing that you grabbed turned out to be a simple honeycomb, used for your various snacks on your bed.

You went towards the window, and reluctantly opened the window. You couldn't see anything from peeking your head out, so you carefully and as quietly climbed onto the fire escape, hoping to find no one there. And to your dismay, there wasn't.

You went back to watching your movie, enjoying the breeze from the window. You were sat there watching the movie, now more focused than before. There was a moment when Hercules fought with the centaur, and Hercules started to beat the centaur's ass. When the horse shows came down on his head, you heard a quiet,
"That wouldn't feel too good." From someone behind you. Without thinking, or even looking, you flung your fist in the air, feeling the pressure of your hand hitting something. You assumed it was a head from what seemed like a cheek bone and a nose. After mentally preparing yourself, you turned around to see the famous Spider Man suit.
"Aughhhhh shit!" Came from the mouth which was exposed, after Spider Man rolled up his mask partially.
"I mean I was expecting some sort of reaction but definitely not that Jesus! I think you might've broken my goddamn nose!" Once you came to your realization that it wasn't a child predator, but merely a friendly neighborhood Spider Man, you quickly started blasting out apologies likes rabbits having babies.