"It is you." I said to y/n. God, he was the superhero I had a crush on? He can never, ever know I'm Spiderman now. he fooled around in the suit for a bit before he took it off and changed. "So, how long have you been a hero?" Ned asked. "A few years now." I replied for y/n. He looked up at me strangely. "I've been a huge fan of that hero since the start." I blurted out. "Well, have you met Spiderman yet?" Ned asked. I whipped around and gave him the look. "No, I'd love to meet him though. He seems like a sweet guy." Y/n replied. I smiled slightly at his reply. "So y/n, have you got your stuff for school tomorrow?" I asked. He shook his head. "We have to go get them, now!" Ned yelled. "It's fine, I can just use my laptop for a couple weeks until I get a job and I can afford stationary." He replied. "Y/n, I'm sure Mr.Stark would help out." I started. "Enough." He cut me off. "I'll get a job wherever I can working however I can and I'll sort out my own stuff, thank you." He said. I'd never seen him pissed like this, it was weird.
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"Alright, well they're always hiring at F.E.A.S.T." I said. "That shelter may works at?" He asked. "And the Harlem site. They're always looking for people to help out." I replied. "Tell may she'll be receiving a resume and an application in the mail." He smiled. I nodded and walked over to his desk. "So, what's on these 8 million flash drives?" I asked, picking up a stand mixer bowl half filled with flash drives that sat under his desk. "Lots of things, mostly photos. Some of them have my stories or schoolwork on them though." He replied, walking over and picking up a few in his hands. "You want help typing up your resume?" Ned asked. "Because I have that job at the snack shack and a resume template you can use." Ned added. "Let's work on that now, get it over and done with." He smiled, sitting down in his desk and opening his 2007 laptop. "I still remember when we got these laptops, from miss Hornet down the hall." I said. He chuckled. "Yeah, missed the old bag." He smiled. "I do too, she was the sweetest old bag there was." I added.
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