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Peter woke up the next morning to his alarm and Tony shaking him, Peter opened his eyes and saw Tony smile at him slightly.

"You got school," he said as Peter rubbed his eyes.

"Yeah I know," he mumbled.

"You have that test today don't you? The one you spent all last night studying for?" Tony asked as he turned the alarm off.

"Yeah," he sighed as he got out of bed.

Peter watched as Tony walked out the door before getting his clothes on. He put his shoes on, got his phone and bag before jogging down the stairs to see Tony talking to Happy.

"You ready kid?" Happy asked as Tony took a sip out his coffee.

"Yeah," he said putting his bag on his back.

"Remember your pills," Tony said before he could walk out the door.

Peter sighed as he turned around and walked into the bathroom. He took his two pill bottles out and how many he needed out of each.

He hated always having to take pills just to feel normal, he hated having to rely on these pills to get through the day. He flushed them down the toilet instead and walked back out pretending that he'd taken them.

I'm fine, I don't need them.

Happy stopped outside the school, waiting for Peter to get out. Which he never did, he sat there staring out the window not wanting to go in.

Happy turned around to see him, "you know you gotta get out the car right?"

"Yeah I know," he sighed, still looking out the window still watching everyone walk in the building.

"So, I'll see you later," he said as the bell went for the start of school.

"Yeah, see you later," Peter said with a smile as he got his bag and got out the car.

Peter walked in the building and made his way to his first class which was math. He walked in and sat in his usual seat, taking what he needed out.

By the time it was his last class of the day, which was chemistry, Peter felt like he'd been there hours longer than he had. He couldn't concentrate, he couldn't focus on anything.

Every noise distracted him. He kept looking out the window next to him, tapping his pen on the desk. After a while he looked to the clock to see he only had five minutes to finish his test.

Shit.

When Ned finished he looked to see that Peter had only just started writing and was soon stopped by their teacher, who said that their time was up.

"Dude what's going on?" Ned asked quietly as their teacher started walking around collecting the tests in.

"I just couldn't focus," Peter said as the bell went, indicting the end of the day.

"Alright, I'll see you all tomorrow," their teacher said as everyone stood up, he made his way to Peter. "Can you stay back for a minute?"

Peter watched his teacher take Ned's seat as everyone was leaving.

"We've spoke about this before, if your having a bad day and can't focus, talk to me at the start and I'll sort something out."

"I know I'm sorry," he said with a sigh.

"I know you can do this and I don't want you to fail, I'm gonna give you the chance to do this tomorrow," he said standing up, "go home, get a good nights sleep and I'll see you tomorrow."

"Thank you," Peter said standing up and putting his bag over his shoulder.

Peter walked out the room and down the almost empty corridor. He walked out the main doors knowing there was nothing important to get from his locker. He saw Tony's car and made his way there getting in the front next to him.

"So how was school?" Tony asked as he began to drive.

"It sucked," he mumbled as he put his seatbelt on.

"That good huh?" He asked with a smile.

Once they got back to the compound Peter finished fixing his web shooters. And once he had, he put his suit on and decided to go out on patrol. He hadn't gone out in a couple days but it always made him feel better.

His spidey senses went off faster than he thought they would, he headed to where they were taking him and saw a man in an alley and an old woman crying.

As he got closer he saw that he had her purse and was going though it. He jumped down between the two.

"Don't you know it's rude to take a woman's purse?" He asked as he webbed it out his hands only to be punched in the face.

Which he could've dodged but he didn't feel like doing that.

"That wasn't very nice," he said punching him back, not too hard knowing his strength but enough to knock him to the ground.

Peter webbed him down before he put the few things that had been dropped on the ground back in the woman's purse and handed it to her.

"Thank you," she said with a smile.

"No problem," he said smiling back, not that she could see.

Peter walked with her to the store she was on her way to since she asked. He didn't mind, he understood why she'd ask. He found out that her wife had died three months ago and that she was lonely.

That made him more glad that he walked with her, although he wouldn't be the same as her wife he was someone. And he could tell she was just glad to be with someone.

After Peter had walked her to the store he kept going on with his patrol for another couple hours before heading back.

He went though his window, took his suit off and changed into his pyjamas before walking downstairs to see Natasha and Rhodey watching a movie.

"What happened to you?" She asked when she noticed him.

"Oh..this old woman was getting mugged," he said realising that he put have a bruise forming from where he was hit. "I helped."

"You helped mug an old woman?" Rhodey joked sounding like Peter just killed a cat, though Peter didn't realise he was joking.

"No..oh shit..no, no that..that's not what I meant. I helped get her purse back, the guy hit me. But hit him harder...and then I walked her to the store she was going to."

"Tony said you were a good kid. Not many people would do what you did, walk her to the store after I mean," he said with a smile.

"She said she was lonely," Peter said as Tony walked in the room.

"About time your back, we've been waiting for you so we can get dinner," he said as he sat down.

"You could've eaten without me," he said wishing they did.

"You gotta eat too kid, we were thinking about ordering pizza. What about you?"

Peter shrugged, "alright. I'm gonna have a shower, can you get me when it's here?"

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