The Internship: Peter Parker x Stark!reader

Recognized: 6

 I woke up bright and early, but I was too lazy to go on a run that morning, and Steve wanted to start our History lesson early anyway. He talked me through World War II and other US History events, and I was starting to get really bored. I wondered how Peter was doing in school. I decided to text him. (Y/N is bold, Peter is italic)

Hey Pete how's school going? 

My history teacher won't shut up about Pre-Civil War conflicts

My best friend Ned literally fell asleep

Oof same here. Steve is so boring.

I cannot believe you just called Captain America boring. That's sacrilegious. You should meet Mr. Brown.

Oh shut up. Steve was never trained to be a history teacher. At least Mr. Brown was. Steve was only trained to fight. All he's good for is some eye candy.

Wow. I'm almost jealous.

Keep dreaming. Or rather, go back to doing your work.

Hey you started this convo, and you have work too.

True, but irrelevant. Do you wanna meet for lunch at a coffee shop or restaurant? Anything to get me away from Steve. He should stick to cooking.

Sure my break's at 12:45. I know a great place near the school called Delmar's. See you there?

Sound's good. See you.

Just then, Steve snatched the phone out of my hand's. "What the fuck are you doing?" I said, annoyed.

"One, language, Two, I've been making up ridiculous stuff this entire time trying to see if you were actually paying attention and listening. Obviously not, considering you just nodded when I said Lincoln rode a unicorn," Steve lectured.

"Heh... sorry about that," I said while rubbing my neck.

He sighed, "Just one more hour, okay? Then we can be done for the day."

I smiled, that was an hour before my meet time with Peter. At least I'll get to put up my feet and relax for a bit. "Deal."

Time Skip to the end of the History lesson for Mama Steve riding a unicorn with Abraham Lincoln through the gaylaxy.

I finally escaped Steve and took a shower. I did a face mask and painted my nails while watching F/s (fav show). It was so relaxing and fun, but when I was flipping through channels I landed on the news. I saw the headline 'Tony Stark has a daughter?!', and paused on it for a moment.

"Tony Stark has come out saying that the beautiful mystery girl that beat up 12 active shooters at the mall yesterday is his daughter. We have no comments from her herself denying nor approving his announcement, but our sources believe he is telling the truth. The real question is: where is she now? And is she an avenger—" I turned off the TV. I didn't want to put up with the nonsense anymore, even though the avenger question dug at me a bit.

 Instead, I blow dried my hair, and put on a cute outfit. I wore a white slight crop top with red flannel over it and some ripped skinny jeans, and I curled my hair lightly. Maybe part of me wanted to look nice for Peter, but I choose to believe it was for myself. I looked damn fine...or at least I tell that to myself to help the anxiety. I grabbed my purse and headed out.