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"YOU GOT BIT BY A SPIDER?"
Ned asked as him, Peter and (Y/N) walked their way to Midtown the next day, and the morning had already turned disastrous since Ned kept firing questions about the origin of their powers and so much more.
"Can it bite me?" Ned continued. "Well, it probably would've hurt, right? Whatever. Even if it did hurt, I'd let it bite me. Maybe. How much did it hurt?"
"The spider's dead, Ned," Peter answered, his hands full with his books and stuff from school since he'd lost his backpack the day prior.
(Y/N), who had been silent after responding to the doubt of how did she get her powers stopped in her tracks once she lifted her gaze from the floor. The boys noticed that she had stopped and nearly bumped into her, all of their eyes widening at the scene in front of them.
News reporters and the police department were surrounding the remains of Delmar's Deli-Grocery, some people wearing protection suits to enter the burnt store and search for anything that didn't get harmed in the accident. Yellow security tape covered the outside of the store as more people gathered around to see what was happening, chattering among themselves.
"You were here?" Ned asked.
"Yeah," Peter said, his voice faltering.
Police and more security tape was protecting the bank from across the street, the owners of the place being huddled together while talking to the authorities.
"You could've gotten seriously hurt, Peter," (Y/N) looked over at the brunette, her eyebrows furrowed with worry laced in her tone.
She was aware of the risk it took to live a 'superhero' life and the risks it would take, but she wasn't worried about herself loosing a fight to death, she was worried about Peter. (Y/N) would never forgive herself if something happened to him or any of her friends if she had the power to stop it.
Peter met her gaze and gave (Y/N) a guilty look, since he didn't want to see her upset, especially if he was the reason behind it.
"Do you lay eggs?" Ned broke the tense atmosphere, still staring forward at the scene.
"What?" Peter looked incredibly surprised by the question and (Y/N) snorted. "No. Ha-ha."
"I thought you could. For a second I thought you were cool," (Y/N) teased.
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AFTER BEING interrogated about what she could do or not with her powers throughout the first periods of school, Peter, Ned and (Y/N) sat together in the benches of the gym, where the whole class was gathered together as well, seeing how the coach played a video on the TV.
"Hi. I'm Captain America. Whether you're in the classroom or on the battlefield — " the video showed an old recording of the famous super soldier with his bright blue suit on, smiling at the camera.
"Do you know him too?" Ned mumbled with his eyes still fixed on the screen.
"Yeah, we met," Peter whispered back.
". . .fitness can be the difference between success or failure. . ."
"I stole his shield," Peter smirked.
"I threw a pile of cars at him," (Y/N) added on, her voice low as a small smirk formed on her lips when she remembered that day.
"Today, my good friend, your gym teacher. . .will be conducting the Captain America Fitness Challenge."
The Captain America from the screen saluted at the camera and disappeared from the image, being replaced by the phrase: 'Station 1. Sit Ups.'
"Thank you, Captain," Coach Wilson said. "Pretty sure he's a war criminal now, but whatever, I have to show these videos. It's required by the state. Let's do it."
(Y/N) got paired with MJ, which both were relieved about. The girls chose one of the mats close to the benches and did the exercises, wanting to leave the class as soon as possible. They exchanged a few words every now and then, cracking up at something the other had said.
"So," (Y/N) began as she did the sit ups. "You've seen those videos of the superheroes from around here, right?"
"I have," MJ replied. "I'm not a fan of that Spider guy, though. I prefer the. . .what's her name? Oh, Blue Dame."
"Really?" (Y/N) seemed surprised and tried to hide it so it wouldn't look that she was too interested.
"Yeah. She's a total badass," MJ nodded, but her eyes seemed to squint for a small second, as if she'd caught sight of the utter surprise in her face.
"Now, see, for me, it would be F Thor," Betty Brant, a blonde girl from the class said from her seat in the benches. "Marry Iron Man and kill Hulk."
She was talking to her group of friends, which consisted in Liz, Jason, and Cecilia Barlowe, the latter already being familiar to (Y/N). She always greeted her with a smile that seemed a little excessive every time they locked eyes, and sat on the chair that was closest to hers whenever they had class together. It had always been strange.
"Well, what about the Spider-Man?" one person from the group asked.
"It's just 'Spider-Man'," Liz replied, and this had caught the attention from Peter and Ned, who were sitting not too far from them. "Did you guys see the bank security cam on YouTube? He fought off four guys."
"Oh, my God, she's crushing on Spider-Man," Cecilia teased.
"No way."
"Kind of," Liz admitted.
(Y/N) already imaged the shocked and flustered look on Peter's face and caught MJ's gaze, who was pretending to not listen to the conversation when she was truly interested in it.
"Oh, gross," Betty groaned. "He's probably 30."
"You don't know what he looks like," the person from before protested. "Like, what if he's seriously burned?"
"I wouldn't care. I'd love him for the person he is inside," Liz said.
"Peter knows Spider-Man," Ned blurred out loudly, which made the entire gym to go silent in a matter of seconds, all eyes turned to the two.
(Y/N)'s eyes widened at the words coming out of his mouth and directed her gaze at Peter, who gave her a pleasing look before standing up from the floor and defend his friend's statement.
"No, I don't. No, I — I mean — "
"They're friends," Ned drowned his words.
"Yeah, like Coach Wilson and Captain America are friends," Flash let out a laugh after he dropped from the rope in the gym, and this made some people laugh too.
"I've met him, yeah. A couple times. But it's, um. . .through the Stark Internship," Peter said. "Yeah, well, I'm not really supposed to talk about it."
He shot a look at Ned and all he did was shrug it off like it wasn't a big deal.
"Well, that's awesome. Hey, you know what?" Flash replied. "Maybe you should invite him to Liz's party. Right?"
"Yeah, I'm having people over tonight. You're more than welcome to come," Liz smiled.
"Having a party?" Peter looked like his dream had come true.
"Yeah, it's gonna be dope," Flash interrupted. "You should totally invite your personal friend Spider-Man."
"Um. . ."
"It's okay. I know Peter's way too busy for parties, anyway, so. . ." Liz leaned her cheek on her hand.
"Come on. He'll be there. Right, Parker?" Flash gave him a glare as he walked past him, bumping his shoulder with his on the way.
The school bell rang and everyone took this as a cue to leave the gym, piling up the exit as Liz shot Peter a flirty look before she followed after her friends. MJ grabbed her book and ran to the doors, and (Y/N) made her way towards the boys.
"What are you doing?" Peter whisper-yelled as he walked towards Ned.
"Helping you out," Ned answered. "Did you not hear her? Liz has a crush on you."
"Dude, you're an Avenger — "
"He's not," (Y/N) corrected.
"Anyway, if any one of us has a chance with a senior girl, it's you," Ned pointed out before walking away from the gym.
(Y/N) sighed and turned to Peter, who truly seemed like he was thinking the situation thorough in his mind. She placed a hand in her hip and straightened the blue shirt of the gym uniform.
"Would you really risk your identity to impress a girl?" she asked carefully.
"You heard what Liz said, (Y/N). I have to try," Peter replied.
(Y/N) pretended to not get hurt by his statement and offered him a smile. "Okay, then, bug boy. I'll help you with it."