part 9 "uh oh" + name chart

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3rd Person

Peter wakes up yawning, he look down to find his bottle and paci out. He looks ook down to see he is wearing a onesie with his blanket and stuffy out. He quickly hides everything and changes into normal clothes. He puts everything in his bag and then go's to the bathroom to fix his hair and clothes. He walks back out and grabs his skateboard.

He grabs his school bag and checks everything is in it.(in this story Peter's hair type is weird it can be curly one day straight the next and then wavy.) Today Peter's hair wanted to stick up so he styled it that way. He throws on his glasses and walks out of the room. He quickly turns his alarm off not seconds after it goes off.

All three girls are there staring at him. He looks at them confused. He looks at his phone and decides it's time to leave. He waves and grabs and apple from his bag, walking out the door. Not paying mind to the girls leaving behind him. When he gets out the building he gets on his skateboard, making it to Midtown 6 minutes early. He quickly throws his stuff in his locker and places his skateboard with his bag.

He walks into the class and sits in the back. Pulling out his homework from the weekend. 'I hate Mondays.' Peter complains in his head. He is smart, smart enough to take college classes with ease but he decides to stay with his friends.

Soon the classroom fills up as the teacher drones on about things he already knows. He sits bored until he is able to leave to his next class. This continues until lunch, the day starts boring but then it is lunch followed by math followed by chemistry where he makes his webs.

The teacher drones on and on, not even looking at the students. Peter easily follows along, even correcting some of the teachers mathematical errors until it is time for chemistry. He sneakily makes alot of his webs and deposits them in his bag. As per usual the teacher just speaks and speak so Peter takes this opportunity to text his friends in the group chat he has been neglecting.

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Unnamed Groupchat

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Tuesday 13, 20xx at 18:52

Cool uncle:
I wonder where the kid is, he hasn't texted much.

Helpful Son Has changed the group chat name to
'Fr e sh a vaca do'

Vine queen:
Why do you have my phone?

Helpful son:
Fuck you! That's why!

Spider mama:
We do not cuss.

Vine Queen:
*throws frisbee*

Helpful son:
𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕕

Annoying boomer:
Language

Vine Queen has changed 'Helpful son' to 'Vine King'

Vine Queen:
Road work ahead?

Vine King:
I sure hope it does.

Vine Queen:
What uh what would be the best kind of fireworks to buy

Vine King:
Wouldnt you like to know weather boy

Vine Queen:
Ah yes, a cultured person, BTW
I like your accent where you from

Vine king:
I am librarian

Vine queen:
ˢᵒʳʳʸ, ᴵ ˡᶦᵏᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵃᶜᶜᵉⁿᵗ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠʳᵒᵐ

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