"I chopped you some fruit" Thor offers me a plastic bag and he sees me eyeing it confused "I couldn't find a proper container a'right? you better enjoy this... I'm going away for some time"
"Thank you" I nudge his bicep and offer him a smile
At the car, I curiously googled Spider-Man just to see if there was something new, not at all. Maybe is one of those called 'heroes' that one day just disappear.
"Whatcha doin'" Happy asks looking at me through the mirror
"Googling news about the Spider-Man"
"Oh yeah, I checked some yesterday... " he casually says
"And?"
"mmmm nothing, but he looks like a modern Tarzan" he adds
"That's exactly what I'm thinking!" we laugh in sync and arrive at school "See you in some hours!"
Walk, walk, walk... Stares, stares, stares... This is how this year is going to be? When I finally open my locker, hundreds of photos fly all over, dragging everyone's attention to me, I lower myself trying to collect them all when a pair of hands pop beside helping me, I look up and it's Peter.
"What's all of this?" he curiously asks
"Love letter? I really don't know.. I opened my locker and all of this pictures fell, they're not mine"
His hand grabs one picture and spin it around, the word "MURDERER" written all over it. I quickly snatch it and scan the other pictures... they are all about the accident at Sokovia, really disturbing pictures...
"Whoever did this, is trying to make a point" I mutter cleaning the floor and standing up. Peter following me.
"Yeah but they're not proving it, you are not a murderer," he says with a small smile
I give him a sympathetic smile and unconsciously squeeze his shoulder "Has anyone told you that you dress like an old man?"
"mmm thanks? I mean if that's your thing okay.." he catches how I want to change the subject
"Nooooo!!" I slap his chest and a bubbly chuckle escapes his lips "Ready for economics?"
"oh! my books! my locker is at the other hallway" he starts walking backwards and accidentally crashes into some girls "sorry! sorry! see you at the classroom"
At Economics, Peter and I fought to answer what the Teacher was asking so we were stealing each other turns, then we walk to Algebra. This year the school divides students into their respective levels. Lists were glued to the wall and I squint my eyes searching for my name, obviously, I wasn't in Basics nor Intermediate, I skim the advanced level but I'm not there
"I'm not in any class..." I frown looking at Peter
"Yeah me neither" Peter peeks his head trying to find a teacher
"It's because here are the other ones, there's a new class that was opened for request" Morita walks behind us pasting a list besides the others
"Request from who?" Peter asks confused
Morita glares at him "The Board Mr. Parker" he leaves and I read the list
The name of the class is Algebra P.R.O (Practice, Reenforce, and Optimization for future professionals) Jesus, who invented that name?
"Guess we are Pro" I turn to Peter who's skimming the list
"Oh, no..." he whispers
"What? you cheated on your exams?" I snort
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𝐎𝐮𝐫 𝐖𝐞𝐛 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 ⟿ Peter Parker Fanfic
Fanfiction"We need to talk Peter...or should I say Spider-Man?" "Wha...what? what are you talking about?" "You can't escape from me so let's talk" In where Peter Parker and Tannie Maria Stark fall for each other and you know what they say... the more you try...
