just another marvel imagines book filled with imagines and one-shots for you to read and enjoy! at some point, you can tell when it gets better.
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My first solo Peter Parker Request! What a cutie 🥰 Requested by: SortOfDeadInside
"Pssst...Parker...Parker!"
When you didn't get a response, you leaned forward and jabbed the sleeping boy in the back of his neck with your pencil, making him yelp in surprise. Ms. Warren paused her lecture and turned with the rest of the class to look at Peter. You could only imagine the color of his face as you twirled your pencil between your fingers with a grin.
"Are you alright, Mr. Parker?" "Y-yeah, I'm fine, Ms.! Totally fine!" He stammered, rubbing the back of his neck.
"That's the sound little girls make when they're scared, Parker. What? You scared of somethin'?" Flash said, sneering nastily from his seat near the teacher's desk.
You hated the kid ever since you'd met him as he took every opportunity to slam Peter no matter who was watching, as long as it was a big crowd. Soft laughter rippled through the class and you clicked your tongue loudly to gain his attention.
"Bullying is a sign of insecurity, Flash, and Peter isn't interested in dealing with your bullshit."
"Ms. Y/L/N!"
"Now Parker needs a girl to protect him? Figures." Flash scoffed loudly, drowning out Ms. Warren's protest at your language. You could see the tips of Peter's ears glowing pink and you sat up straight, keeping your eyes on Flash's as he waited for you to reply.
Such a cocky bastard, you thought. Wouldn't it be nice to knock him down a few pegs?
"Why? You scared of girls, Thompson? I mean, I could dismember you in a million different ways with this," you held up your pencil, "but, that's nothing to be scared about."
"Ms. Y/L/N. I won't have that kind of talk in my classroom. This is your first warning. That goes for you, too, Flash." Ms. Warren said sternly as Flash, who's face turned an ugly shade of puce, ducked his head awkwardly.
"Sorry, Ms. Warren." She raised an eyebrow before going back to writing on the board. Peter turned around as soon as her back was facing you, a worried expression on his face.
"You okay?" He asked in a low voice. "I've dealt with far worse than him, Peter. Now face the front before-" "Mr. Parker!"
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"Sorry I landed you in detention, Pete." You said sheepishly. He shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal, but the blush on his cheeks said otherwise.
