✔️ Tom Holland Imagines

Deja Vu?

Summary:  Hello~! I see you're open for requests :D Could you write one where Peter takes a nap in class or something and wakes up in an alternate universe where he isn't Spider-Man, but the reader is? He's all confused on why he doesn't have his enhanced abilities anymore. Something bad happens that causes Peter to be saved by the reader. Both of them start hanging out more and Peter wonders who's behind the mask. Soon enough, Peter wakes up when the teacher introduces the new student, which is the reader. Sorry if this is confusing =^= make it fluffy please, my weak heart can't handle angst ;^;

Requested: Thanks anon for the request! x

Word Count: 2.7k+

Warning(s)?: Minor violence, AU,

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Deja Vu?

Unfortunately for Peter he had spent most of his night patrolling the streets of Queens, New York. He normally knocked off by 1am seeing he had to be up by 7 to get ready for school. He caught culprits well into the night and the early morning, leaving him to literally roll himself out of bed to get ready for the day. He may have only had a few hours hours sleep, he wasn't entirely sure, all he knew was that he was indeed very tired. Aunt May had just offered to call up his school so he could have a day off but Peter being Peter refused, saying he needed to pick up tests and paperwork and whatnot that weren't really due for another week. With one last smile he sent towards his slightly worried Aunt May, he left the apartment and made his way to school.

"Peter, your still with us?" The teacher had called out his name, making Peter raise his head from the laptop he was currently resting his eyes behind. His eyes shot open in alert, his spidey senses beginning to kick in case something was wrong. It took him a few moments to realise he was in class and offered a faint smile towards the teacher.

"Uhh..." He momentarily glanced towards his book to skim over the problem before his brain quickly put together the solution.

"It's Gravity times sin, mass cancels out" He answered with a sheepish smile.

"Yes that is correct Peter, thank you, See Flash, being the fastest isn't always right." The teacher stated before continuing on with the lesson. He caught Flash glare at him in the corner of his eye. He turned his head to the side and watched as Flash mouthed the words 'You're dead' to him making Peter's eyes shoot wide open. He quickly glanced towards the clock and saw that he still had half an hour of class before lunch. Without another thought he had popped his head back down on the desk, hoping to catch up on as much sleep as he could.

"Peter!" Once again his head raised at the sound of his Teacher saying his name aloud. He glanced around the room to see everyone was now in fact staring at him, some were laughing while others watched with a bored expression.

"Umm... I- Uhh... Sorry what was the question?" Peter found himself stuttering out causing a few more laughs to erupt from around the room.

"Never mind Peter, Emily can you tell me the answer?" The teacher had moved on, sending a subtle glare towards Peter before doing so. Peter took a huge sigh of relief, thankful to not have received a detention from the teacher.

Thankfully the day seem to pass by him in a blur. Maybe it was due to the lack of sleep he had last night but he was thankful that the day seemed to go by quicker. He began walking out the front doors of the school before anyone else, popping his headphones in before glancing around. He smiled to himself before moving his hands out to his side, preparing to jump over the fence. He counted to himself inside his head before taking lift.

Only this time, he found himself jumping a mere few inches in the air before coming back down to the ground, h tripped over his own feet and took a small tumble down the stairs, his back hitting against the fence on the way down. He glanced around curiously, thankful no one had saw the embarrassing site and wondering what in the name of god had just happened. He shook his head, shaking himself off before getting up and pushing the fence open to walk through it. He glanced one last time towards the fence before re-plugging his headphones back in, the familiar tunes instantly soothing him of his worries.