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BANG!
The sound of the arachnid boy hitting the glass window of his bedroom made a loud noise which was fit to wake up an entire village of people. Peter Parker was not good at sneaking back into his house after a late night patrol of the city. Tony Stark would kill Peter if he found out that he snuck out once again to watch over the city. But someone needed to be the friendly neighbourhood spider-man and protect the city. He quietly tiptoed to his bed and immediately collapsed, all he wanted to do after a late night was fall asleep right away but that would have to wait another hour or so. He left with a few scrapes amd bruises so he needed to clean those up before bed. Once he was done cleaning up, he slept like a baby which, i’m Tony’s eyes, he was.
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“Rise and shine, kid!” Tony came in shouting.
Peter replied with a tired groan that said ‘Leave me alone’ but Tony did not seem to understand that, either that or he just didn’t care.
“Just a few more minutes!” Peter said whilst shoving his face deeper into the pillow, as if that would make everything - everyone - disappear.
“In a few more minutes your bus will be on its way kiddo!”
That sentence seemed to jolt Peter awake. He looked at the time and sure enough, he had fifteen minutes to get done before his bus left. Shit. Peter didn’t usually oversleep, he was quite the organised kid, but after his long parol the night before, he forgot to set his alarm for the morning. He was down in 10 minutes and ran into the Avengers kitchen while slipping on his shoes.
”Here’s your lunch, little one.” Loki said while handing him the brown paper bag, contents including the leftover lasagne that Steve made from the night before. Tony always insisted that he send Peter off with a big extravagant lunch but Peter just wanted a normal lunch, too much would be suspicious.
“Thanks guys, bye!” Peter said while running to the elevator of Stark Industries. The school and students of Midtown thought he still lived with Aunt May but about a year ago he moved into his own room in the Stark Industries building. At first he just had a room in case he stayed late after a long day in the lab, but after a while of Aunt May traveling loads of places and Peter refusing to go with because of his homework and his duty to protect the city, Aunt May, Tony and Peter discussed that it would just be more efficient living with Tony. Of course, Peter still visited Aunt May three times a week, four if he wasn’t too busy. So now, his everyday life was the life anyone his age would dream of, living with the Avengers and practically being Tony Stark and Pepper Potts’ child. At first, when Ned found out, he freaked but now he was a bit more used to it after visiting Peter relatively often to build lego, MJ didn’t seem to care much, she never cared about big corporations.
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Peter made it just before the bus left and rushed on the get a seat, unfortunately the only seat was the one in front of Flash Thompson, his bully, Peter made a mental note after that to never be late again so he could pick his own seat on the bus.
“Hey Penis Parker!” Flash yelled, loud enough to get a few giggles out of the surrounding classmates. Peter replied with a look of boredom of his repetitive insults, Flash returned a glance of success, as if he won a nonexistent argument.
They arrived to school not too long after that whole exchange and got there right after the first bell rang, he jogged to class and after a few classes decided he had enough, the lack of sleep the night prior, oversleeping and having to run to get the bus mixed with Flash’s torment made Peter want to swing home and straight into bed, thankfully for him it was lunch next.
”Hey Ned, MJ.” Peter said greeting his friends on the bleachers they sat on every lunchtime. MJ replying with a nod and Ned returning the hello.
”Hey, I heard that this year’s field trip is gonna be to Stark Industries, is that true, Peter?” Ned asked in a curious tone that was riddled with excitement, his rushed voice made it sound more like a statement than a question.
”Uhh I don’t know, Mr. Stark hasn’t mentioned anything about it so maybe it isn’t.. I hope it isn’t at least.”
“Aw dang it..” Ned replied while looking down at the ground in disappointment.
”You’ve seen the place like a billion times, why do you only care now‽”
Their conversation of the rumours surrounding the field trip continuously throughout lunch while MJ sat almost in silence, adding a comment here and there, but mainly focusing on the kid that had just tripped in front of them and dropped his lunch. She liked to sketch people in crisis and thought that moment seemed fit to draw.
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Their next lesson was chemistry with Mr. Harrington, the class went really slow due to the fact that it was last period but the news the teacher has for the class left a rough finish to Peter’s already tiring day.
”Okay, as you all know the annual field trip will be coming soon and I need your permission slips to be handed in by Thursday next week at the latest. I think you all will be very pleased with where the field trip is being held this year. Mr Harrington said, raising an eyebrow to raise the curiosity of the students in the class. A few heads already lifted due to the tone Mr Harrington spoke in, a few excited gasps followed once the students received their permission slip which only made Peter feel more anxious.
Chemistry Field Trip To Stark Industries - Friday
Oh no. Shit. Ned was right. He stared blankly at the piece of paper and his glance was seen by Flash.
”Well, well, well. Penis Parker here is worried all of his lies will be caught!” Flash said, once again Peter didn’t reply to Flash’s snarky comments, but not because he didn’t want to, becaus he couldn’t. Peter’s anxiety about the trip left him speechless but before he could gain the ability to speak again the bell rang, leading them to the end of the day. Thank Goodness Peter thought as he rushed out the door to meet Happy in the school’s car park. Peter liked to take the bus to and from school but today he gladly took up the offer for Happy Hogan to take him home. Happy didn’t usually drive Peter home but when he occasionally got the text from Peter asking for the favour of a ride home, he knew it meant he had a bad day and knew not to say anything about it. The drive home was silent, not an uncomfortable silence, just an accompanied silence, the type that said ‘I know you don’t feel like talking but when you want I’m here and I’m all ears’, Happy may not act like it, but he really cared about Peter.