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knock knock
I roll my eyes as Flash Thompson bumps my shoulder while walking through the halls of school.
"Hey, watch where you're going L/N!" he shouts turning around, giving me a glare before turning back around and fast walking to his next class. I shut my locker as I see a certain Parker walking toward me and a smile quickly lights up my face as soon as I see him.
He smiles back giving me a little wave before he reaches me.
"H-Hey Y/N," he says with a smile. I feel my face heat up as he stares into my eyes.
"Hey Pete, how was biology?" I ask as I run my fingers through my hair as we start toward our next class, which we thankfully have together.
"Eh, same old same old. Nothing interesting happened, as always," he says as he looks at me shyly. Peter Parker was downright adorable. Not was, is. Whenever we talked he would always stutter in at least 5 of the sentences we shared, and his face would always be slightly red. He is adorable.
"Well, that's bio for you."
We walk into our math class together and sit down in our designated seats, right beside each other. I am glad that our math teacher seemed to pick up that Peter and I had a close friendship and that we wanted to sit next to each other the whole year.
I have always liked Peter, as more than friends. Even though I knew that he had taken a liking to Liz Allan. I can't blame him though, she is basically the definition of perfect. After he told me that he liked her, I knew I would never have a chance with him.
"Aw look at this, Peter Parker and Y/N L/N. A match made in heaven," I hear Flash say, making Peter and I turn around.
"Aw look at this, Eugene and no one. A match made in heaven," I say, rolling my eyes and whipping around to face the white board, listening to the teacher drawl on and on about algebra. Something we have heard about a million times.
"Y-Y/N, want to hear a knock knock joke?" Peter whispers as he continues writing notes into his notebook. I nod my head, sighing, trying to focus on both Peter and the teacher.
"Knock knock."
"Who's there?"
"Kiss."
I pause for a moment before replying, "Kiss who?"
"Kiss me."
I put my pen down, whipping around to look Peter in the eyes as his face flushes a dark shade of pink as he tries diverting his attention to the teacher.
"D-Did you just..." I stutter as he slowly faces toward me.
"Maybe."
"Did you just confess your feelings to me via a knock knock joke?" I stammer as I try to wrap my head around the fact of him liking me. He nods his head as he puts his head against the desk trying not to show me his face.
