Far From My Home [COMPLETE]

Chapter 11: Look at the Baby Mountain Goats

Y/N's POV

"Good news, we’re going to Prague!”

So much for the Eiffel Tower…

“What?” the entire class chimes. Apparently I’m not the only disappointed one here.

“Yeah, the tour company called; they upgraded us. You shoulda heard me on the phone with them, I really gave them hell.” Sure you did, Mr. H. “Yeah, check out our upgraded ride!”

Everyone grabs their bags and heads over to check out the new bus. There’s something fishy about all this, and by the look on Peter’s face, my guess is that he knows exactly what’s going on.

“Peter, what’s going on?” Ned whispers to him.

“Yeah, Peter, what’s going on?” I butt in, but Peter still looks shocked.

“I think Nick Fury just hijacked our summer vacation.”

“Wait,” I stop walking and the boys turn to face me. “He’s real?”

“Yeah, he tranqued me last night!” 

“What!?”

“And he uh, told me that the world was ending,” Peter says softly.

“What the-”

“It’s okay though, that Mysterio guy’s handling it. We’re just going to the epicenter of the next cataclysmic event.”

“Because they need your help,” I add.

“Something like that,” Peter says, continuing towards the bus.

“Awesome,” Ned whispers, while I stand there catching flies in my mouth. Incredibly classy. Really, Y/N, fabulous job.

“Yeah, awesome,” Peter and I say in unison, sarcasm dripping from our voices.

~

Somewhere in Austria

Peter’s POV

Those E.D.I.T.H. glasses are sick. 

I may or may not have spied on Brad’s phone for a bit, but I stopped! And more importantly, I stopped myself from spying on Y/N’s phone. That’s none of my business. I respect her privacy. I’m not total a creep. 

Dmitri, the bus driver, pulls over in a small town-ish thing, not sure exactly what it’s classified as, but anyway. We’re stopping because Mr. Dell desperately needs a bathroom break. As I hop off the bus, Dmitri stops me and points in another direction. I see a woman standing in a doorway not too far off.

I get the feeling that Dmitri couldn’t care less about Mr. Dell’s bladder.

I’m beginning to really hate Nick Fury…

~Time Skip~

This is bad. This is very, very bad. 

Brad saw me with the woman with my pants down, and, gosh that sounds so bad, but I swear it isn’t!

She had a new suit for me, one that no one will recognize, but I didn’t even get a chance to try it on before Brad decided to be a total jerk (not to mention perve) and take a picture!

I can’t let him show Y/N. I’d lose whatever trust I’d just gained back. I can’t let that happen.

“Edith?”

“Hello, Peter. How can I help you?”

“There’s this guy in my class who’s kinda-”

“Peter, I’m having difficulty hearing you, can you please speak up?”

“Um, Brad Davis. He has a photo of me.”

“Brad Davis. Is he a target?”

“Is he a target? Uh,” I glance behind me at Brad, and know. “He’s a target, yeah. He’s a target.”

“Copy that. Target is Brad Davis. Initiating strike.”

“Initiating what now?” The smile of relief immediately drops off my face. 

“Intercept point determined. Releasing kill vehicle.” 

WHAT!?

“Uh, Edith?” I turn around and see a weaponized drone following our bus. “Oh my god.”

“Dope glasses, Parker. How’d you pay for these?” Oh, no. Flash just took my glasses.

“Flash, give them back!”

“No, no, I’m actually paying you a compliment here.”

“No!” I accidentally punch Flash in the face, knocking him out. I mean, yeah it shuts him up but I still feel bad. “I’m so sorry.”

I snatch back the glasses. “Edith, don’t kill Brad!”

“Do you want me to cancel the drone strike on Brad Davis?”

“Did you just punch Flash?” the girl sitting behind Flash asks. 

“No,” I say. Crap.

“Firing.” Double crap.

I don’t really have time to think it through, I just fire a web and steer the bus away from the first attack.

This is why I needed a self-driving car to pass my driver’s test. 

The bus slams into the side rails of the road.

“Edith!”

“Commencing second strike.”

“Peter plant you fanny back in that seat and buckle up,” now’s not a good time, Mr. Harrington.

“Look at the baby mountain goats!” I shout, pointing out the window. 

“Baby mountain goats!” Everyone in the bus immediately looks out the window, distracted by cute creatures that aren’t even there. 

I jump out the skylight, web up the drone, destroying it, and come back down, all before anyone even notices that there aren’t any mountain goats to look at.

“I don’t see any mountain goats,” Mr. Harrington says, clearly disappointed. 

“You missed them,” Y/N gives me this look; her look. It means ‘That’s bull and you know it.’

“I know you think none of us have noticed, Peter,” Betty starts. 

“What?” I gulp, bracing myself for the worst.

“But your new look? I love it. Right babe?” She finishes. I think I hear Y/N snort. She has such a cute laugh.

“Thanks,” I tune Ned out as he goes on and on about how he agrees with Betty, but I really couldn’t care less. I fall back into my seat. “Let’s try that again.”

I get Edith to delete the photo without killing anyone. Best part? I get to watch Y/N look at Brad like a crazy person when he tries to show her a photo that clearly doesn't exist.

Yeah, this chapter sucks. I know. I was super uninspired to write today, but I needed to write this chapter so I could get to the stuff later that I actually want to write, lol. 

Also, sorry for missing last week’s update. School is gonna start up again for me and I will have literally no time to write. So I’ll be alternating between which of my books I update from then on. I’ll make an announcement on my message board loser to the time, so follow me to be notified on that!

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