Study Buddies

Wait What!

He was late, he was late, he was late... FUCK HE WAS LATE! 

Peter about sprinted through the hallways, eyes trailed after him, whispers followed him, but he didn't care, there was no time and he would be in detention the next tardy he received, he shoes squeaked on the fresh tile, sticky from being washed earlier today, the scent of pubescent teenagers filled his nose and he shook his head to clear it, reaching into his Spidey powers he was like Usain Bolt running, turning corners with grace, his sense tingling slightly, he was so close... ANNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDd he stops just as he runs in, comically slowing down, panting heavily from the excursion. The entire class looks at him in confusion and Peter jumps to sit down at his desk.

"Mr. Parker, late as always," Mr. Harrington says dryly, his eyes narrowed at the student, "No running in the halls," Peter looks up at him in confusion, "The bell rang two minutes ago, now we must begin classes" Peter groans, ignoring attendance being taken he sits down slumping over the mahogany wood, fingers digging into his scalp, trying not to think about the hours he would be spending after school, with MJ drawing his face or something.

"Autumn Yates"

"Aspen Fale"

"Ella Benoist"

"Flash Thompson"

Mr. Harrington drones on with class, his voice mellow toned, sending most students into a drowsy state, like always he begins with discussing any major news, while also reviewing what they learned last time.

"So as you know, we will be having a big group project starting tomorrow, now what you don't know is that you will all be in groups of four, and seeing that this project is so big, you will be working on it outside of class, at your homes. Now the project is on the Ecology of the world, focus on identifying twelve animals, to which you can present at the contest in four weeks" Chatter spilled into the air, with people discussing who they would choose for groups, where they would go, how they would finish, Peter, however, sat still, frozen at the thought that they would only have four weeks to finish a twelve-point assignment

Mr. Harrington cleared his throat, waiting patiently for the talk to calm down before speaking again "I have picked your group already" The class began belting out sentences of outrage, angry that they couldn't be with good friends, with the teacher yelling out garbled sentences of words "You will have all been assigned to one house to go to for studying, and working on your project!"

Peter let his head drop to his deck, ears ringing from the outrage of his classmates, angry that he would have to work with random students, instead of his select few MJ and Ned, they looked equally outraged, giving him sympathetic looks from the noise, Mr. Harrignton allowed the noise to continue for about .5 seconds when he told everyone to begin the lesson, earning glares from the students, Flash was grinning wildly, which was odd. He was shooting looks at the kid in front of him, and Peter, of course, happened to be that kid, the one that stayed silent during the yelling, the one that looked pretty depressed.

No one paid attention to the lesson, everyone already researching their topics, eyes glued on laptop screens, conversing with each other, taking notes. Peter, however, was thinking of every situation, he could probably ask Bruce for some help, Tony was a mechanic not an Ecologist, Clint spent some time learning about animals for a jungle mission that involved poisonous frogs, He knew Nat was good with identifying snakes, and spiders coincidentally, and Peter himself knew a lot about spiders, having researched. 

It had taken him months to realize he could talk to the spiders that lived in his bedroom, having discovered a tiny voice coming from the corner of his room, Her name was Ivana, she was a common jumping spider, Ivana ate the flies that found their way into the penthouse, and in return Peter let her and her brothers make webs in the corner, their intricate webs were beautiful, and Peter found it mesmerizing to watch them. She had taught him how to make a web and Peter had taught her about human life.

Yet as he thought about it, Peter and her were good friends, Ivana's brothers had a rocky relationship with Peter, seeing that his form, though a half spider was still human, No one was allowed in his room, seeing that Clint had found out he was hosting the spiders and tried to kill them all.

Time ticked by slowly, with Mr. Harrington rambling about the criteria for class, Peter stayed put, scratching down random notes, listening to the music his earbuds produced, he held his face in his palm, eyes focused on the clock that sat at the front of the class, he let out a yawn ignoring the way it brought exhausted tears to his eyes. It was about five minutes till he was free, FIVE MINUTES... Ugh

"Okay so let's discuss the group project, I'll call out your group names and I want you to take a packet from this pile right here, on it will be the rubric, and the house you will be working at, make sure to file out your name, date, and the class period before I let you go."

"Yates, Zeagle, Thomas, and Leeds" The students called headed to the front of the class, passing desks as they made their way to collect the packets where they were neatly stacked.

"Parker, Thompson, Benoist, and Jones" Peter's heart leapt at the sound, good so Mj was going to be part of his group, he had always liked her... as a friend, she was smart and talented, He grinned giving his friend a thumbs up before following the rest of his group to the front, thick packets lay on top of Mr. Harrington's extremely neat desk, hell the staplers were color-coded, He lifted the paper off the table, feeling the weight, before opening it up and flipping through a few pages, slowly walking back to his desk.

Peter heard Flash let out a groan, mumbling the words 'Of course we have to go there' his eyes trained on the front page, to which Peter flipped through, stopping short when he noticed the inky black engraved letters that spelled out Parker, his heart stopped, his eyes taking in the letters one by one before he completely understood the full meaning, P, A, R, K, E, R. 

"Fuck."