TW: angst, emotional abuse, bullying, mentions of self-harm
"Alright class listen up. We're going on a field trip for the end of the school year reward. I'm going to read off the names of the people who are allowed to go. Mary Adams, Sally Avril, Betty Brant, Abe Brown, Cameron Donald, Alisha Fitzgerald, John Hopkins, Michelle Jones, Issac Kristin, Ned Leeds, Tiny McKeever, Cindy Moon, Josh Night, Seymour O'Rilly, Peter Parker, and Eugene Thompson. The ones who were not called will report to the Library." Mr. Del said.
That perks my attention and I began dreading this Drole trip already. All the other field trips I've gone on have been literal trash. Something always goes wrong. I tune back in when the teacher tells us where we're going.
"So I know most of you are probably wondering where we're going right?" That got little to no reaction from the class. "Well... we're going to......Drum roll please...The Avengers Tower!" That got a large reaction from the class. Everyone stared talking over one another freaking out about going there and maybe meeting an actual Avenger. "Settle down! Have this permission slip signed by a parent or guardian and turn it in tomorrow. Those of you not attending will say here and go to Mrs. Winterhalter's class for this class period."
The bell rang signaling the end of the school day. No, no nononononono this can't be happening. Are you kidding me?? I know Flash is gonna have something to say about this. I walk out the door and low and behold there's the devil himself standing there with his goons.
"Hey, Penis. Now I'll finally get to expose you and prove to everyone that your nothing but a liar. Ohh I can't wait for Tony Stark to deny even knowing you. Have fun tomorrow Penis." He says while shoving me back.
Great. Just great. Maybe May will let me stay home tomorrow or I could pretend I'm sick? I don't know. I walk out of the school building and see Happy waiting for me. I quickly get into the car and we start heading to the compound. Maybe I can talk to Mr. Stark and see if he'll not embarrass me on this trip. Or, I could just... not tell him. Yeah, Peter like he won't find out, it's his building. Okay, new plan. Pretend like you don't know him. Yeah, that should work. Maybe.
I was so lost in thought that Happy had to shake me to get me out of my head.
"We're here."
"Thanks, Happy." I say. I walk into the building and go straight to the private elevator. Back to the problem at hand. How do I keep Mr. Stark and the rest of the Avengers from findings out I'm being bullied? It won't be easy for sure. Steve might know since he used to be bullied. I remember when he gave me that talk.
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"If anybody ever hurts you, you let me know. No matter what they do to you or what they tell you never believe them. If you do, that means you're giving them what they want. The only reason they would treat you and anybody else like that is because you have something they want. They're jealous of you. Never give them what they want because they're not worth it.
I was in that position once. I was always mocked for who I was. I was always brought down by their words and I started to believe them. I never thought I would make it into the army but I did and that's when things changed. When I changed. I had the opportunity and power to retaliate but I didn't because I didn't want to stoop that low. If you ever have trouble with anyone promise me you'll come to me. I can handle them the others would probably try to kill the person. Okay?"
"Okay, I will. I promise." I said even though I know I won't keep that promise. Besides, it's not like I can't handle it.
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So there's that problem. I know Flash will more than likely make fun of me for whatever reason that is.
"Peter, you've been standing there a while is everything okay?" Friday asks.
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Avengers One Shots
FanfictionBasically what the title suggests. Just Avengers one shots. This book will include: § Gay pairings § Possible major character deaths (I don't know though because I don't like writing sad things) § Fluff § Angst? (Probably) § This is *almost* Peter...