**under some severe editing. read at your own risk**
One class from Midtown School of Science & Technology was chosen to attend Stark Industries. Of course, thanks to his Parker Luck™, Peter's physics class was the chosen one. Peter starts freaking...
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"okay class, next on our it-"
"um, miss?" Ned raised his hand, "are we going to see the Avengers?"
"I'm sorry," Amber shook her head, "We don't have a Meet & Greet scheduled for today,"
The class groaned.
"Hey, can't Parker do something about it," Flash piped up.
"Excuse me?" Amber said as Peter reddened.
Flash pointed to him, "Peter here says he's good friends with the Avengers. I'm sure he could get them to show up,"
"I, I don't. I didn't-" Peter stuttered
Amber paused as she studied Flash and Peter, "As I was saying, there isn't a formal meeting planned. There is, however, a chance some of them will make an appearance during our lunch break. So if a super soldier or someone pops up and decided to sit next to you while you're eating, don't freak out,"
"When is lunch?" Someone asked.
Amber smiled, "right now actually,"
She led them to the elevators, "we're all going in one-" Amber stopped when she saw Flash step on Peter's shoe, "we're going to split up. Half will go with me and the other with Mr. Warren,"
The class split up evenly. Ned, Mj, and Peter were all on Mr. Warren's group.
"This group is uneven," Amber said looking at her group. She pointed to Flash, who was sticking to Peter like glue and said, "you. Go to my group,"
Flash groaned softly and went to the other side. Amber's group entered an elevator. Amber was tempted to ask the AI information on 2 certain boys, but decided to investigate on her own, "FRIDAY, please take us to the cafeteria level,"
Mr. Warren's group stood outside of the elevator, waiting for it to return, despite Peter telling his teacher there was another one.
When the elevator opened, the class shuffled inside.
"Where- how do you work this?" Mr. Warren muttered as his hands hovered over the emergency button (which was the only button inside).
