Chapter 8 - What?!

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"Ned?" I asked as I dialed his number on Peter's phone. "Can you hear me?" I asked as Peter spun around the corner, making me swerve in my seat. I glared at Peter out of the corner of my eye.

"Go for Ned." Ned answered in my ear. I brought it away and pressed the speakerphone button. I placed his phone on the dash and started to look around Flash's car to find a sharp object.

"Ned, I need you to track my phone for me." Peter told him, extremely frantically.

"Yeah, but where is it?"

"It's in Vulture's car."

"Nice." I nodded sticking out my lower lip, though nobody could tell that I was. Ned saying something similar.

"Ok, he just passed the GameStop on Jackson Avenue."

"Hey, where are the headlights on this thing? We're in Flash's car." Peter said glancing at me.

"I'll pull up the specs." God this car is too clean. No sharp objects to help me pry these things off, seriously?! I groaned and hooked my fingers around the small metal band on my wrist. I pulled as hard as I could but all they did was make a Vibranium hum. My fingers slipped off making me groan again. I rested my head back on the head rest and zoned back into the boys conversation when Peter swerved to narrowly avoid a bus.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way! Move! Move!" Peter yelled making me latch my hand onto the door.

"Are you guys okay?" Ned asked once Peter stopped screaming.

"I've never really driven before. Only with May in parking lots. This is a huge step up..." My eyes widened at Peter's words.

"What?!" I screamed just as Peter sped through an intersection causing another car to nearly hit us. "Maybe that means I should be driving!" I yelled and shifted in my seat so I was facing Peter.

"Have you ever driven?"

"No, but apparently you've barely driven either!"

"Ok, Y/n, this is not helping!!" Peter yelled back at me. I shrunk back in my seat a little bit reattaching my hand to the door next to me.

"Have you gotten through to Happy yet?" I asked Ned getting back on track.

"Yeah, I'm working on it. I just gotta backdoor the phone system." Ned said, tapping furiously on his keyboard. "Guy in the chair." I heard Ned whisper, I laughed lightly under my breath and refocused on Peter's horrible driving.

"Whoa!" I yelled as yet again Peter swerved in front of a car. "Ned, how we coming with those headlights?!" I asked a car horn cutting me off slightly.

"Uh... Round knob to the left of the steering wheel, turn clockwise." Ned explained.

"Left. Okay. Okay, perfect. So where's my phone now?"

"Um... He stopped in an old industrial park in Brooklyn."

"What? That makes no sense. I thought he said he was going out of town!"

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