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School seemed to fly by today, my thoughts drowning out Valarie and Sarah's gossip. I barely payed any attention in class today, my thoughts circling as I thought about how I would be able to do this project by spending little time with Parker.

The bell rang, zapping me out of my daze. I looked around, my hands instinctively grabbing my chemistry book, shoving it deep in my bookbag. I looked around for Peter, spotting him practically bolting out of the classroom. I sighed, standing up as I made my way to the library.

Peter already had all of his notes and books sprawled out around the table, his hand clutching his hair as he elbow rested on the table, his pen spinning around his fingers as his eyes darted across the book laid in front of him. I set my bookbag down, taking the seat next to Peter. His head snapped up, his eyes meeting my gaze. He gave me his stupid and goofy smile, causing me to roll my eyes.

"Well. Now that we are lab partners I guess I'll have to tell you how-" I cut Peter off once more, putting my hand closer to his mouth than I intended.

"I've already figured out how we will be doing this. Because for one, I don't want to fail this project. I'll do sections 2,4, and 6. You will get 1,3 and 5. We will blend our notes together so they don't look like sh-" I looked at his notes, realizing he already had sections 1-3 done. I grunted, removing my hand from his face. "I see you are already ahead. Like always." I said, grabbing my pen and tapping it almost aggressively on the table.

"Oh, yeah. Uh I thought you wouldn't mind... You know, it would speed up us finishing it and that means you wouldn't have to deal with me-" He went off rambling, like he would do when he's nervous. I found it repulsive at times, but for some reason I found him trying to explain why he worked ahead being somewhat cute this time. I gaged on the inside, trying to throw the thoughts away.

"You're rambling, Parker." I said, cutting him off. He glanced at me, shutting his mouth and laughed awkwardly.

"S-Sorry." His watched beeped, and I watched as he stood up quickly, shoving his belongings into his bookbag. "I-I uh should get going. Aunt May and Uncle Ben are waiting for me. A-actually I shouldn't even be here." I frowned, titling my head.

"Why not-" He faced me, and now I was able to see the bruise on his cheek that had been shielded due to the library's dim lights. I gasped, jumping up from my seat, getting a closer look at the bruise. I leaned forward, sensing Peter growing tense, freezing up as I raised my hand before snapping it back.

"Jesus, Parker. You just can't help but get into a fight with Flash, can you?" I said, backing up and turning, shoving my things into my bag.

"H-he was bullying Barry again." He said quietly, slinging his bag over a shoulder. I pulled some strands of hair out of my eyes, doing the same.

"Allen? I thought he didn't go to this school anymore because of it?" I said quietly, now regretting it because I had started a conversation with Peter. But, it was about an old friend of mine.

"His adoptive-dad didn't want him to." I nodded, having forgotten that Barry's real dad was still in jail for the murder of his mom, although I didn't believe he did it, like Barry. But that's a story for another time.

"Ah. Well. I think  you should get home before you get in more trouble." I told him, Peter nodding as he shuffled out the door, me following slowly behind.

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I opened the door to my parents house, switching on the lights and dropping my bag next to the door. I slipped off my shoes, scuffling to the kitchen, yelping when I saw a giant raccoon scurrying around the top of the island. 

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