PETER'S POV/// Stacy was annoying the piss out of me. I could see it the way she was looking at me. I went to sit next to Ned, who was highlighting some sentences from his notebook. I tilted towards him, checking that the girls weren't coming yet. "Ned..." I said. He hummed as answer. "You...you know, I think it was a bad idea" I started. He looked up, raising an eyebrow. "Sorry, what ?" he asked. "I mean...this. All this was a bad idea." I said, pointing out our notebooks, and the girls seats. He looked me like he was trying to decipher me, or whatever I was saying. "Please tell me you know what I mean" I said, a bit irritated. He slowly shook his head. I did a facepalm. "Come on, Ned! I mean working with hEr was a bad idea!" indicating Stacy with my head. "Oooh yeah...uh, why?" "dude, can't you see I can barely get along with her, and say what I want to say when she's nearby" I explained. He slowly nodded. I felt that he didn't get what I was saying. "I believed you did get along with her, as she just came back and-" "Ughh, Ned I wasn't talking about y/n...". His face suddenly lighted up. I think he finally got it this time. "Ohh, you mean Stac-" "Yeah ?" a voice resounded behind me, cutting Ned off. I slowly turned my head to y/n and Stacy who were standing right behind me.
Stacy had crossed arms, while y/n sat down. "What were you saying about me ?" Stacy said, with an haughty tone. I saw Ned panicking, "n-nothing, we...we were just-" "I was saying that it's was a bad idea to work w-" "separated!!" Ned cut me off. I faced him, and silently said 'what are you doing' with my lips. "Y-yeah, working s-separated isn't good, we have to work together if we want to find a good subject" he said, stammering. I frowned. Thanks for the support, Ned. I turned back to Stacy who glanced at me with such arrogance. "Is that true ?" she said. I took a look at y/n who was literally begging me by her stare to not say anything rude. *Come on Peter, make an effort.* "Yeah..." I said, disgusted with my lie. "Well, what if we start to compare what we found ?" y/n asked. We started to see what the others found, and we shown what we found too. Well, Ned was showing us, because Stacy was too busy to work, and prefered to be on her phone. Which was getting me more irritated about her.
I suggested a subject that y/n and I found, which was pretty good. Stacy suddenly looked up, and took the manual from my hands. "Uh, I hope you're joking. What you said is completely off track compared to what we want to work on. This subject is such a bad idea" she said, not even taking a look of what she had in her hands. "You better take a look at it before saying anything" I answered. Y/n looked at me, surprised. Ned sunk in his chair, meaning "I don't want to interfere in your business". Stacy thrown the manual on the table. "ExcUse me?" she said, raising eyebrows. Maybe she thought that she was scaring me. But I won't let her get in my way that easily. "You heard me, Stacy" I said, looking her straight in the eyes, "you didn't even take the trouble to read it, or even look at it. You're stuck on your phone, that's all" I added. I could tell she was surprised. Surprised that Peter Parker dared to answer Stacy Adams. I took a quick look to y/n, and saw that she was almost holding her breath. Stacy sat up straight. "Well, I don't need to look at it to know that it's a bad idea, as it comes from you, Parker" she said scornfully. I heard Ned whispering "here we go again..". "Maybe you think yours are better ?" I said, raising the voice. "Peter !" y/n said. I ignored her. I felt my jaw clenched in anger. "Umm, let me think...yes !" she said, emphasizing on the "yes". Y/n buried her face in her hands and sighed. "How can you say that, you're never concentrated !" I thrown. "Coming from someone who's always late for class, that takes the cake !" she finally screamed. I clenched my fist. "Enough!!" y/n shouted, standing up straight and smashing the table with her fists. The three of us jumped, Stacy and I broke eye contact to look at y/n. She packed her notebooks, and her belongings. "Y-y/n, what are you doing ?" I asked, standing up too. "Don't you see? I'm leaving!" she thrown.
Y/N's POV/// I couldn't handle it anymore. I closed my bag I started to leave. Stacy sighed. "Good, Peter! thanks to you, y/n is leav-", I turned back to Stacy, "IT'S NOT ONLY PETER'S FAULT" I yelled at her. She stared at me, paralyzed. Ned had his hand over his mouth. I turned around and walked towards the door. I didn't care if science class wasn't finished yet, I just needed to get out of here. Of them. "Y/n ! Y/n wait !" I could hear Peter calling me. I ignored him and kept walking. I was about to go through the doorway when someone grabbed my wrist . "Wait, please" he said. I was still back to him. I didn't say anything. "Y/n..." he said in a breath. I sighed, slowly facing him. "Peter..." "Please stay.." "I can't, Pete. I just...I...I can't work with you, I can't be with you. Both of you. I don't know what's going on between you two since I left 7 years ago. What happened. We were best friends, Peter. Why are you two tearing apart like that ?" I said, tearing up. Peter was looking down, fiddling his sleeves as he always do when he's nervous."I-I don't know. It's, uh...complicated. Look, I'm really sorry about that. I truly am. But...I don't want you to feel it's your fault" he said, his voice cracked at the end. Is he telling me that something happened ? I suddenly shivered, as a bad feeling came in my thoughts. I know that since I left, things have mostly changed. Did my childhood friends too ?. "Peter, what do you mean ?" I said, with a quite worried voice. "What could not be my fault?" I added. He looked up, sighing. He was about to open his mouth to answer me, when his phone started ringing, like an alarm or something. He checked it and his eyes went wide opened. "U-uh, y/n, I'm so sorry but uh...I go-" "You gotta go. Yeah, I got it" I said disappointingly. I started to leave again, but he held me back by the shoulder. "Y/n, I'm so-" "Just go, Peter" I cut him off. I got watery eyes as I felt his hand sliding off my shoulder, and heard his steps moving away from me. He was running. And I'll never know why.
As I walked in the halfway to join the exit, I could feel something growing in my belly, overwhelming my whole body, going higher and higher, to be finally stuck in my throat. I pushed the door of the building, with a jerky breath. I started to see everything blurry, and a liquid flooded my eyes again as I went downstairs. When I reached the last step, I felt something warm running down my cheeks. I wiped my face with my hand and saw that it was stained by the liquid of sadness.
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Unaltered friendship
Fanfiction"Y/N and Peter knows each other since they're children, and then they met Stacy. They became the best "trinity". But it's time now. Time for Y/N to go back to Queens, were she lived before. One day, she had to move on in Bronx, when all broke down...
