Tired || Peter Parker

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Monday

You stared intensely at the running track hoping that by some magic it would evaporate or something, but it hadn't by the time your shoes were tied so you stood walking to your lane and began your gentle run quickly catching up with the other girls on your team

"So, how was your weekend?" You call to them keeping their pace "well I went to Owen's house, we watched a movie and cuddled until I passed out on him and his mom let me stay" you all squealed slightly happy that Ashley's relationship was still going well

"I went to a party, I got super drunk and I found this super cute girl and we fucked" you all cheered for Sophie getting laid "I read fan fiction" Jessie called over Ashley's head and you all chuckled a little "of course you did, that's all you do Jess"

"What about you y/n?"
"Oh you know, I studied... got on top of my homework I had a study session with Parker and I had dinner with him and May again" they all cooed at the mention of the boy making you blush "oh shut up, you know he would never like me!" They laughed again before you heard the whistle to begin your sprinting and groaned loudly

"I'll see you all later!" You call back knowing you're the sprinter of the group so you'll finish first

*****

Class was a bore as usual but you took notes as fast as you could trying to keep up knowing you could do the work later and figure out how all the equations worked out, at lunch you sat yourself in the library staring down some physics work as you slowly munched on your wrap

"Hey" the familiar voice calls as he takes the chair opposite yours "hey Pete.... how do you...?" He begins explaining trying to get you to eat your lunch in the process but it's completely forgotten and by the time the bell rings you just throw it away

"To math?" He quips noticing your face fall for a moment before you haul your fat bag onto your back thanking the lord that you had after school practise and you didn't have to carry your running kit all day

"To math!" You try to tell hyping yourself up getting glares from the seniors that were one year ahead and trying not to actually just paper cut their necks open

*****

You tie your trainers for the second time and step out onto the field feeling the sweaty clothes from earlier soak into your body, more people showed up for afternoon practise so you generally just shoved your headphones in and ran alone

It was uneventful, your time was almost the exact same as every time but your consistency was not a loss, your sprints were always a little faster at the end of the day because you were awake but their times averaged out too

******

You stare blandly at the book in front of you trying to remember the way Peter had explained it earlier before sighing and dialling his number "What was the method for that physics equation again, it's all jumbled and messy from my scribbling" he chuckles a little and you hear fabric move over the microphone

He explains slowly letting your write it out neatly to be understood for future reference, you then discuss other things like the math paper coming up and his internship before he says he has to go and hangs up

You do homework and read the assigned pages of the book before passing out flat on your bed making sure your alarm was set for 5:30

Tuesday

The habit of wishing for the world to go away in the time it took to tie your laces was bad but it still happened every day as you catch up to the girls of your usual morning run "and then he just started kissing me and I was like dude! What part of ???? I like vagina ???? Do you not ???? Understand ????" You chuckle only hearing half the conversation seeing as you had slept in for an extra 5 minutes and set your whole body clock off

"How was your lunch date with Parker then?" Sophie giggles next to you and you roll your eyes "he explained some physics crap and then we went to Math it wasn't really a date you morons" they only chuckle again "but we were on the phone for like 40 minutes last night so..." there's a small squeal that makes your track coach give you all a look

"4 more laps then sprints!" She calls making you all groan softly "so how is Owen?"
"Oh he cheated on me so I dumped his ass and have decided to become a piece of bread instead" you gasp
"Ashley! How dare you mention carbs !!!! On this here !!!! Race track !!!! You will get us fat just by the mention !!!!"

Everyone laughs loudly remembering how mad coach got when you brought toast for breakfast, she was very dramatic but you are her star sprinter and without you she'd only have long distance running to count on

"Any new parties?" The girl groans but nods recounting the story of some guy challenging her to think she's gay against his penis making you laugh as the whistle blows and you sprint away wanting to be off the track and in lesson on time

*****

Your hair is still slightly messy as you lean against your locker trying to drown yourself in the monster you were currently drinking to wake yourself up "woah calm down there! You might have a heart attack!" You hear Ned chuckle at his own terrible joke before turning to him

"That's the aim buddy" he only laughs again as you start going down on the drink like it's Friday night and the drink is Peter "okay I think that's enough caffeine" you hiss at the new voice as he tries to grasp the can out of your hands

"Do not touch my energy, you will die I have been awake for 3 hours and class hasn't started I've still got 10 to go including track tonight I will end you" He chuckles a little still pulling the can away from you at least giving your poor form a break from the sugary drink

"Why don't you just quit morning track if you're awake for like 18 hours of the day"
"How dare you speak of such a thing! Coach would personally come to my house and beat me with my own running shoes!"

*****

Lunch rolled around and Ned joined you in the library watching you sit like a crippled monkey in your chair like you're going to shoot your textbook "it's not that hard, look just do this and then this and that's it!"He sounds frustrated not used to being the one helping your tired mind study

And you are frustrated because he's frustrated because he can't teach it to you and you're dumb "you both look like you're going to purge each other, what is happening?"

"I'm too stupid to understand and Ned's frustrated because I'm too stupid to understand" Ned frowns as Peter softly nods for him to move to the other side of the table which he obliged happy to be out of the mindset of teaching

"Try again" he mutters softly before chatting with Ned, about five minutes later you groan loudly and smack your head off he table getting looks "okay, you were almost there but you forgot to add this, then you divide it and then you're done" he motions to try again as you stare at his scratchy writing it sort of clicks

You look for the next questions writing them out slowly remembering what to do on each question before you finally get one right and smile proudly to yourself, Ned looks shocked at how calm Peter was through the 30 minute process of you learning one method but also how looks at your proud little face

"Okay yeah I get it now" he says to himself eyes flickering between the two of you for a few moments before chuckling a little and rolling his eyes

"Get what?"
"That only Peter can teach you"
"Excuse me?"
"Well the teachers don't seem to get it through to you and I sure as hell cant cope with your jittery self deprecating study mode so Peter does it and its because you-" he gets a kick from both of you in opposite legs and shuts his mouth

"Why don't we have a movie night this Saturday, at mine? No internship, no studying, nothing. We watch movies and eat crap like teenagers should" the both of you try to object but Ned's already walked off before you sigh and shrug

*****

When you finally get home you practise the questions from lunch and after getting at least 20 right you pass out at your desk quickly thudding yourself down onto the hard wood not noticing the figure watching you with a small frown 

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