The bus moved slowly as Peter listened to Twenty-One Pilots on his iPhone and didn't notice the constant tapping on his shoulder by Ned till the bus came to a stop. "Earth to Peter."
"Huh? Oh. Sorry. What were you saying?" Ned sighed.
"The thing," he said amazed at the look on Peter's face.
"Thing?"
"Oh my gosh," Ned exclaimed. "I can't believe you forgot!" Peter still looked really confused. "Remember...." Ned asked, getting frustrated.
"Does it have something to do with what's in my bag?" Peter questioned.
"No. Remember who you were gonna ask out today?" Ned said, nudging him and giving him a smirk.
"Oh. Yeah that," Peter said as his back tensed up.
Ned noticed and his mouth dropped open. "Dude, you seriously need to chill. I mean the worst thing that could happen is... Well the 4th worst thing that could happen is..." He stopped himself before he said it. "Well, that's still pretty gruesome. I better not say, but on the bright side there's a 65% chance that she won't do the 4th worst thing that could happen." The expression on Peter's face was priceless causing Ned to snigger a little.
"Oh. Comforting. Thanks."
"Just being honest with you man."
"Whatever..." Peter said his voice trailing off.
"Hey, Losers!" Ned and Peter nearly flew out of their seats in surprise. Michelle burst into fits of laughter, but then quickly closed her mouth when she saw the annoyed look on Peter's face.
"Could you NOT do that anymore," Peter almost yelled still trying to get over the ringing in his ears.
"Sorry," Michelle said and her face almost looked sad. Peter noticed and his cheeks flushed red, but Michelle brightened back up at the sight of Peter blushing. "What you guys talking about?" she asked suspiciously.
Peter's cheeks flushed an even darker pink as he quickly replied, "NOTHING!"
"Woah. You got a fever Peter?" she mocked at the sight of his blushing, red face. Peter gulped and slipped his headphones back on, trying to ignore the feeling of Michelle's breath on his neck, which just made him blush harder. Then all of a sudden Peter's Spidey-Senses was sending him over the edge. Every hair on his neck and arms was standing up. Somethings wrong, Peter thought to himself. He quickly threw his phone and headphones into his backpack and swung it over his shoulder.
"Ned! Ned!" Peter said loud enough just for him to hear.
"What's wrong?" Ned asked seeing the expression on his face.
"I need a distraction, fast!" Peter didn't know how Ned had come up with something so quickly, but he whipped out a water bottle from his backpack and dumped it all over Cindy Moon's skirt.
"Ew! Cindy wet her pants," Ned screamed at the top of his lungs and pointed at the girl's skirt. The whole class turned their heads and started laughing leaving Cindy Moon looking like she wanted to cry. Peter almost felt sympathy for the humiliated girl, but he didn't have time for that. The distraction gave him just enough time to slip out the window with his backpack, unnoticed.
Cindy Moon wiped her tears away and everybody turned back in their seats and started chatting again. No one seems to notice Peter is gone, Ned thought happily to himself. Or so he thought. No one had noticed he was gone, besides one girl, and she had been sitting right behind him.
A\N: Thanks so much for reading! This is my first fanfiction ever so please leave a comment and let me know what you thought.
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