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Phoenix Haynes
"Yo, Parker! This is called an airplane, it's like the buses you're used to except it flies over the poor neighbourhoods instead of driving through them." Flash said, and I squeezed Peter's hand.
"Just ignore him." I whispered, and Peter sat next to Ned as MJ walked up to us.
"Excuse me, flight attendant?" MJ asked, and the employee turned to look at her.
"That guy blipped, so technically he can't drink alcohol."
The flight attendant reached to grab his drink out his hand, and he looked annoyed while everyone was laughing.
"She's lying! I don't even know this girl!"
I fist bumped MJ as Brad walked by, and smiled at us.
"What do you think he wants?" Peter asked, and I shrugged.
"I couldn't tell you even if I wanted to."
"Did you guys know Brad was coming?" He asked us, but Ned shook his head.
"No."
"It's so weird." I said, and Ned nodded in agreement.
"One day, he's that kid who cried and got nosebleeds all the time, and suddenly we blip back, and he's totally ripped, super nice and all these girls are after him."
"Maybe he decided to start doing bicep curls, who knows." I shrugged it off, and Peter scoffed.
"Not all the girls are after him, though." Peter he said, laughing nervously, and Ned rolled his eyes.
"No, they're definitely all after him."
"I think Peter was referring to me, Ned." I pointed out, and Peter nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, I was."
"And you'd be right." I coo'ed, making him blush.
"Alright enough fun, we have to go sit down." I said, and MJ smiled softly.
"We'll see you when we land, I'll try not to steal your girl." MJ said to Peter, and he stuck his tongue out.
I laughed, and we smiled before they turned away to play Beast Slayer.
"How does one date Peter Parker?" MJ joked, making me laugh.
"Please don't ask me that, I don't have an answer."
We took our seats, but not before long, Mr Harrington suddenly stood up.
"Peter has a perfume allergy?!" He asked, and I shared a confused look with MJ.
"Does he?" She asked, and I shook my head.
"No."
"From experience, perfume allergies are no joke. I can feel hives breaking out already." Mr Harrington said, and I laughed to myself.
