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I wake up to the sound of FRIDAY’s voice in my ear, repeating the words “Wake up Underoos!” to the tune of the default alarm of the Stark phone. I get out of bed and wear a science pun T-shirt and basic jeans.
I plan to be as inconspicuous as possible today, as our teacher Mr. Smith is announcing our annual field trip today, and considering my past experiences with field trips, I do not want to be in the spotlight today.
“PETER!” Mr. Stark says, knocking on the door.
I’ve been living in Stark Tower for 10 months now, and only just got Mr Stark to learn to knock, it's been a long, tiring ordeal, but eventually, he started knocking, but only after he entered one time when I was half naked, standing on the roof, singing along to Taylor Swift's 1989 Taylor's version album.
“Come in Mr. Stark!” I yell shooting webs at the doorknob and swinging it open.
“Hey kid, Nat's got breakfast going in the kitchen, be out in five okay?” he says, shooting finger guns.
“Got it, Mr. Stark,” I reply, shoving textbooks into my backpack, my third one this week.
I walk out to the main kitchen to see all the Avengers sitting at the table, chatting. It still shocks me that my idols whom I looked up to, now live in the same house as me.
“Morning Pete,” Steve says, holding up a pancake, “we saved some for you.”
“Thanks, Cap,” I say sitting in my spot next to Nat and Mr. Stark. I load syrup and chocolate sauce onto my pancakes, while Mr. Stark and Steve fight about some pointless thing.
I hear the elevator ding and turn to see an unhappy Happy standing there, holding up my backpack that I placed on the floor in front of it, so I wouldn’t forget.
“Is it time to go already!?” I ask, eyes widening. I look at the time and yep, it's 8:45, school starts in 15 minutes! “Sorry guys I have to go! I, going to be late!” I say, getting out of my seat and rushing to the elevator.
“Bye Peter,” the Avengers say in unison, they are used to this happening, and I end up late to school around 4 days a week.
I follow Happy to his car, in silence, well he’s silent, I talk nonstop about the upcoming field trip.
In my defence I didn’t bring it up, he did when he told me not to mess up his car, and then I said that I haven’t broken a car since my last field trip, so it's his fault I started talking.
Happy’s car looks like a limo and has a sliding screen to block the driver from the passengers, which is exactly what he does as soon as we get in, forcing me into silence.
I look at my phone and see Ned texted,
Ned Leeds: Dude, I am so excited about this field trip, hoping it doesn’t go like the last one 🤞
Peter Parker: I am not excited AT ALL, if this field trip doesn't go well I swear I’m going to drop out of school.
Ned Leeds: I mean you prob could, you are an Avenger
Peter Parker: Mr Stark won't let me :( Says that I need a 'good education to succeed in life',
We pull up in front of the school, and I get out.
“Bye Happy, see you later,” I say, looking back at the black car.
He drives off without a response, he must be more grumpy than usual today.
I walk into the building and towards my locker.
Ned is already waiting when I get there.
“Hey Pete, I am so not excited for the algebra test today, I didn’t study at all,” he says, leaning against the locker next to mine as I get my things for the first and second periods.
“Dude, the test counts for like 25% of our grade,” I say, knowing that, brace I spent 5 hours last night studying for it when I could’ve been patrolling.
“I know, but I was so preoccupied playing my new video game, that I completely forgot!” he says, now walking to our class.
The classroom was noisy when we entered, with people sitting on top of desks, making paper planes and chewing gum, not something that you’d expect from a science school, but I guess all teens are the same.
The class was mostly boring today, mostly lectures about stuff I had already learned from working in Mr. Stark's lab.
Finally, it was the last period and we were going to find out about our field trip. This class was buzzing with excitement but were struggling through the boring lesson they were forced to endure.
Five minutes before the final bell rings, Mr Smith ends the class.
“Okay kids, I know you guys are excited about the upcoming field trip, and I have to say, you guys are really lucky to be experiencing this, as it is a wonderful opportunity,” he stops, pausing to look up at us.
“Mr Smith, tell us please,” Flash whines. I roll my eyes discreetly and look up at Ned, we both stare in acknowledgment. Eugene ‘Flash’ Thompson is a guy in my class, he is super annoying and just really mean, I’m not sure if anyone likes him, but his dad is really rich, so people try and ignore him most of the time. Unfortunately, he chose me to bully.
“Flash hand out these permission forms, because Class our field trip this year, is to, ‘drumroll please’ Stark Industries!” Mr Smith finishes.
The class erupts in cheers and happiness.
I am not happy, our field trip, is to the place I live, where the Avengers live, where my so-called apprenticeship is.
“Dude, I am so excited,” Ned says. I put my head in my hands, already imagining what was going to happen.
I stare down at the permission sheet Flash gave me, the date is written at the top in Comic Sans, “Friday, 13 December”
It's tomorrow, and our field trip is tomorrow.
We’re going on a field trip to my home,
Stark Industries.