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You slid onto the cafeteria bench, shoving Peter slightly, “Sorry.” you said, your face turning red instantly.
He pushed a lock of brown hair out of his face, shaking his head ever so slightly, “It’s fine.”
MJ briefly looked up from her book to smirk at you. She was the only one who knew about your massive crush on Peter.
Ned was excitedly talking about a LEGO Death Star, as some cheerleaders passed by, rolling their eyes and laughing.
Ned’s face turned red and you turned around, sticking your foot in front of their path. As one tripped, the whole group toppled, ponytails and all.
The cafeteria burst out laughing as you turned back in your seat, smirking triumphantly.
“How many pieces Ned?” Peter asked.
“Three thousand eight-hundred and three.” he said.
“So lame.” a cheerleader said, as she picked herself up from the ground.
You rolled your eyes, “You two stick to geeking out, while MJ and I stick to arting out."
MJ snorted at your lame joke. Just then, Liz walked by. She was your lab partner in Chemistry, and she sat down next to you, “Hey, are we doing a lab today, or what?”
“I think a lab on thermodynamics. But I could be wrong.”
Liz laughed, “By the way, party at my place tonight. All of you have to come.”
She got up and went to sit with her friends as you looked at your three friends, “So...are we going?”
“The Death Star can wait.” Ned said, and MJ nodded.
The three of you looked at Peter, who was gaping in your direction. Looking over your shoulder you saw Liz and sighed, “Earth to Parker. Are you going?”
“Sure. Let’s do it.” he said.
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You were in your apartment with MJ, getting ready. While she lived in the Bronx, you lived in Queens like Ned and Peter.
“Not that dress.” she said, “It washes you out.”
“Then why did you buy it for me?” you asked.
“Because it was for the summer, when everyone looks amazing.”
“ Puta .” you mumbled under your breath. You were Hispanic, your mother being Dominican and your father Puerto Rican.
“Did you just call me a bitch? I know you didn’t just call me a bitch!” MJ said, tackling you onto the bed.
You and MJ had been friends for years. She was the Ned to your Peter, or the other way around. When she had met Peter and Ned through Academic Decathlon and become friends, you had been absorbed into the circle too. Now you were on the Academic Decathlon team, somehow.
“How about this?” she asked, holding up a jumpsuit you had bought a while ago but never been brave enough to wear.
It was a black jumpsuit, that had a long v-neck, showing off a lot more cleavage than you were usually comfortable with. It had straps for the shoulders, and long pant legs.
“No way in hell am I wearing that!” you cried, “You’re wearing a hoodie!”
“Yeah, but I’m not trying to impress any guys. You on the other hand have been trying to get Peter’s attention for forever now.”
“And it’s not working, so I might as well give up.”
“He was looking at you all dreamy like today!”
“He was looking at Liz.”
MJ rolled her eyes, “Whatever. Put it on, I’ll do your hair. Let’s go!”