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6

I sit with May in the car, waiting for Ned and Peter, and work on my algebra homework. It was to easy for me but I didn't say anything because I had class with Ned and Peter, so I didn't want to get placed in a new class.

Peter and Ned hop in talking about some party the popular girl Liz is throwing.

"House party in the suburbs. Oh, I remember these. Kind of jealous. It'll be a night to remember. Ned, some hats wear men. You wear that hat." May states looking at the boys with Ned wearing this weird hat.

"It gives me confidence. Hey Letta you should come with!" Ned says happily.

"No." I state turning my head to look at Ned.

"I don't party." I finish returning to my homework which was hard to see since it's dark.

"Oh, Peter and Letta, I know. I know it's really hard... ...trying to fit in with all the changes your body's going through. It's flowering now. You both have been so stressed out lately. What helps with stress is a party." May says making me cringe.

"Okay fine. Let's go." I mumble agreeing with Peter and his statement to May.

May drops us off and I thank her for the ride since the boys didn't. We walk in as Flash announces himself as DJ Flash which is completely stupid if you ask me.

Michelle walks up and I smile at her. Michelle was the only girl who actually talked to me.

"Hey Letta. I can't believe you came to this lame party." She says to me. I shrug my shoulders and reply "you're here."

Michelle nods her head and I notice Liz walk up to Peter and Ned talking. I could feel some anger start to rise but I pushed it down. Why was I so angry? She's just talking to Ned and Peter. Michelle rolls her eyes at the sight of Liz.

"How is she so popular? I mean she's pretty yeah." Michelle asks turning to me.

"And nice, smart and anything else that you could find attractive. Or that's at least what I've heard Peter say." Michelle laughs lightly along with me. I turn towards Peter once I hear Flash talk through the microphone.

"Penis Parker, what's up? So where's your pal Spider-Man? Let me guess: In Canada with your imaginary girlfriend? That's not Spider-Man. That's just Ned in a red shirt." Peter walks away and I try to chase after him but loose him in the crowd. Anger boils in my blood and I stomp over to Flash.

He gives me this stupid smile and I punch him in the face. Everyone around us gasps and Flash looks at furious.

"What the hell!" He yells at me.

"That's for Peter you dick." Before we could continue Peter swings in with his custom on.

"What the fuck." I mumble to myself.

-time gap a little-

"You what!" I yell at Peter while we were talking to Tony. I had finally found him after searching for a good hour.

"He just swooped down like some sort of monster and picked me up! took me up like a thousand feet and just dropped me. How'd you find me? Did you put a tracker in my suit?" Peter asks. I laugh lightly at this. He needs a tracker in his suit.

"I put everything in that suit. Including a heater." Tony states making Peter feel better but causing me to roll my green eyes at him. I ignore them once Tony started yelling at Peter why he should ignore the flying vulture dinosaur guy.

I personally think we should look into it because it could end badly, but I mean what do I know (hint sarcasm).

"That's not what you thought when I took on Captain America!" Peter snaps making me push him onto the ground. I put my foot over his chest roughly keeping him on the ground.

"Don't." I snap at Peter. His brown eyes widen shocked but he nods his head. My foot moves from his chest and Peter stands up.

I let him finish his conversation with Stark as I zone out. Peter taps my shoulder lightly but I don't let him touch me.

"Letta I'm sorry. Let's just go back to the party." Peter says gently. He tried to grab my hand but I push him away from me.

"Don't touch me. You think your all that! You think that you're so fucking amazing because Stark came to you! He was using you! He is still using you! Get it in your head that you're nothing but a kid to him. That's all you'll ever be is a kid in some Halloween custom." My voice rises in volume every word and Peter looks at me angrily.

"Yeah well what about you! News flash you're not perfect either Violetta! Rodgers left you! He left you to stay with me! He probably left you not for your safety but his!" Peter yells back at me. Tears well up in my eyes and Peter's eyes soften once he realized what he said.

"Letta." Peter trues but I wipe my tears and go invisible.

"Letta! I'm sorry!" Peter yells. I ignore him and make my way to the one home I have left.