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Replay-Peter Parker

    Peter Parker.  Oh shit.  Great impression, (Y/n).

    I saw him grab his nose and put down the radio and my backpack to make sure he was ok.  "Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry!"

    Peter looked up at me, his face red.  "Nonono it's ok, I wasn't paying attention."

    I diverted my gaze, sure I was blushing.  "What were you doing there anyway?"

    He went wide-eyed and started stammering.  "I..uh...was going back to physics class...got lost."

    "Peter Parker, how do you get lost in a school you've been attending for two years?"

    He rubbed the back of his neck and laughed nervously. "Well, you know, you see one hall they all look the same, right?  I gotta return this to my classroom."  He ran off pretty quickly.

    For the next week, things were pretty calm.   I practiced during my lunch period and saw Peter in class.  When we caught each others' glances, we'd smile but nothing else.  I'd see his friend Ned nudging him and pointing in my direction, but Peter would just shrug him off and get back to whatever he was doing.  His nose didn't seem to be too damaged,  and he'd been coming in with weird marks and bruises all the time anyway, so I figured he was ok.

    The night of the talent show, I stood by the stage and twiddled my thumbs nervously.

~~~Peter's POV~~~

    I could see (Y/n) peeking out from the wings of the stage.  She looked really cute in her black cropped hoodie and (F/c) tank with grey leggings and a pair of Converses that matched her tank. I'd already seen her routine, and I knew she was going to kick ass...but she looked so damn nervous.  Ned nudged my arm.

    "Hey, dude, you ok?"

    I looked at him and gave a non-committal shrug.  "Yeah, dude I'm good.  Can you give me a sec?  I'll be right back."  I got out of my seat and walked backstage.  I tapped (Y/n) on the shoulder and she jumped, squeaking.

    "Peter!  What are you doing?"

    I didn't know why I was so nervous.  Probably because I'm not good with pretty girls.  I rubbed my neck nervously and looked at the floor.  "I...um...just saw you and you look really nervous so I thought I'd come and give you a little pep talk?"

    She laughed and turned a bright shade of red.  She was really cute when she blushed.  "Um, well thanks Peter.  I am really nervous.  I don't do this much."

    "I'm sure you'll do fine," I told her with a big grin on my face.  "I'm sure the routine will be great, and you have a beautiful voice..."

    She looked at me, confused.  "How did you..." Her face covered her mouth and she realized it had been me watching her.  "PETER PARKER!  Why were you spying on me?"

    I bit my lip and looked at her.  Here comes the awkward rambling.  "Ok, so I heard you practicing and you sounded so good that I wanted to keep hearing you sing so I kinda have been taking the hall pass to listen to you rehearse since that day you hit me with the door..."

    I stood there quietly after all of that came out, hoping she wouldn't be totally pissed at me.

    "So...I guess I'll just say 'break a leg' and go back to my seat..." I backed away but before I could turn around, (Y/n) grabbed my face and kissed me.  At first I didn't know how to react, but I kissed her back.  She wrapped her arms around my neck and my hands landed on her sides.

    "And now, performing Zendaya's 'Replay', (Y/n)(L/n)!"  The choir teacher announced from the stage, startling us apart.

    I looked at her, blushing.  "You're up.  Hey, you think after the show we can go grab a bite? I know the best place to get a sub in Queens."

    She nodded.  "Sure."  She stepped out to the stage and motioned the teacher to hit the play on the music as I went back to my seat next to Ned.  I couldn't contain the grin on my face.

    "What happened, Pete? You ok?"

    I looked at him and smiled.  "I have a date with (Y/n) after the talent show...you don't mind, do you?  We can chill tomorrow, I promise...but I kinda like her."

    Ned laughed.  "Go for it, dude, I've been trying to get you to ask her out all semester."

~~~Your POV~~~

    As I was singing and dancing on the stage, I could see Peter looking up at me.  I couldn't believe I actually kissed him...and he kissed me back...and then asked me on a date!  This was gonna be the best night ever!  As long as I didn't trip up here...

Give it off
Feel it all crashing down (Down, down, down)
I'm so lost
I'm so lost in your sound

On replay (On replay)
(Put this song)
On replay (On replay)
(List-listening)
To you all day
To you all day

Yeah
Wanna put this song on replay
I can listen to it all day
I can listen to you all day
Hear you all day
Yeah,
Wanna put this song on replay
We can start all over again
And again
Yeah
(Wanna put) put this song on replay!
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah(Yeah)

    After the show, I met Peter at the front door and he took me to his favorite sub shop in Queens, Delmar's.  He wasn't wrong.  After our date he took me home on the subway and even walked me to my door. 

    "You were great tonight, (Y/n).  And I had a good time with you.  Can we do this again?"

    I smiled and kissed him quickly before opening my door.  "Yeah...I had a great night.  I'll see you later, ok?"  He took my hand and kissed it before letting go to let me go into my house. 

    When I went to bed, I couldn't help but hum the song I sang in the show.  I wanted to put this whole night on replay.