CHAPTER TWO |BLOODY NOSES
WHEN OCTAVIAS EYES met with the large goggles and the red face mask she did what her instincts told her.
She punched the guy in the face.
As the guy fell backwards, grabbing his face and saying as many profanity words he could Octavia scrambled to her feet. She raised her hands towards the guy who was still holding his face. Octavia generated as much engery as she could, holding up to the guy on the ground.
"Wait wait!" He shouted, his voice squeaked as he must have seen the electrically powered hands in front of him, "Shouldn't you be thanking me for saving you!"
The strange teenage guy held his hands over his face, in order from keeping her from shooting him.
" I don't need saving!" Octavia growled, ready to blast the energy at the guy in red and blue until a sudden rush went to her head.
"A-are you okay?" He asked as Octavia held herself against the A.C machine. A sudden headache rushed to her skull as she placed her hand on her temple.
Octavia felt the warm blood from the hit, it wasn't a lot but it was still enough for her to feel dizzy.
"Woah." He said as he took off his mask and ran over in time to catch Octavia. Her eyes trailed to the teenagers face, he was young probably Octavias age. Her blue eyes landed to the blood that trailed down from his nose and dripped off his chin.
He carefully set her down and ripped a piece of the blue and red onesie and knelt near her. Octavia could tell he was nervous, "H-here." He said as he leaned closer to press the cloth against her temple.
Octavia moved a little away, hesitated by this random guys actions. Being home schooled and her only friend being a holographic teenage guy, she didn't have much experience in people her age.
Let alone a teenage boy.
His brown eyes darted down nervously, "There was a guy who was about to hit you again and I sort of stopped him."
Octavia remembered the girl getting away but after that everything was blurry. "Who are you?" She asked, her blue eyes studying him.
"I'm- I'm Spiderman" he said nervously.
Octavia didn't mean to but she let out a laugh, this guy couldn't be Spiderman he looked like the casual boy next door.
His frown made Octavia hold in her laugh, "Wait you're serious? You're barley a man though!"
"I am too a man!" He huffed.
"You look like you just went through puberty."
"I saved your life!"
"You're wearing a onesie."
"It's not- it's not a onesie!" He said annoyed by Octavias comments. The dark haired girl crossed her legs as she stared at the mutant teenager.
"Okay okay spidey." She said, "Prove it."
The teenage guy nervously got up and wiped the dirt off him. His brown eyes met Octavias eyes before shooting a web, pressing Octavias hair up against the metal machine.
"Gross." She muttered to herself as she looked at the web tangled up against her hair. "But interesting."
Octavia turned to the guy who gave her a small nervous smile, "How do you do it? Chemistry engineering?"
He scratched the back of his head, "More like a radioactive spider?" He said nervously.
She raised her eyebrow slowly, "Radioactive spider?"
Peter smiled sheepishly, "Let's just say a field trip went wrong."
Octavia nodded her head slowly, not understanding what he meant. "Well spiderman I'm-"
"Octavia Stark, Ironmans daughter." He said nervously, "Tony Stark, my idol."
"And a millionaire genius feminist." Octavia said, "and the oh so famous Ironvoide." She said a little to cocky like her dad.
"I didn't know that you where Iron-"
"Neither does my dad or anyone else." Octavia said her eyes narrowed, "So you have to promise me spidey- "
"Peter Parker." He said quickly, "My-My names is Peter Parker and and I promise I wont tell anyone, I swear."
"Well Peter Parker." Octavia said, resting her chin on knees. "Aren't you gonna ask how I became Ironvoide?"
"How did you-"
"I got bit by an electric scorpion." She said bluntly, Peter a brown eyes widened.
"I'm kidding spidey." Octavia laughed as she playfully shoved his leg with her foot. "I made them." She said as she pressed the button on her arm to make the metal bands go back to bracelet form.
"Y-you did?" He said amazed at the weapons.
"Well I am a Stark." Octavia said playfully as she pushed a piece of hair behind her ear.
"Pretty and smart." Mumbled Peter under his breath, making Octavia look at him.
"What?"
"N-nothing."
There was a silence after he said that and Peter grew uncomfortable as the younger Stark studied him. He couldn't believe that he was actually face to face with her, he knew if he told anyone at school they would laugh in his face.
Guys like Eugene Thompson, or as most people know him as Flash, get to at least talk to girls like Octavia. Not some nerdy science kid that spends the most of his time in the library.
"So." He spoke softly trying to conversate conversate in the silence, "How long have you long have you veen Tonys daughter?"
Octavia raised an eyebrow, "I think for about sixteen years?" A small smile tugged at the corner of her lips.
I made her smile, Peter thought making his stomach flutter.
Out the corner of his eye he saw the nearest clock, seeing it was past eleven. "Shit!" He said as he grabbed the The spiderman mask . He knew Aunt May was gonna kill him if he was late again. "I'm I'm sorry I have to go!" He said quickly.
"Why? At midnight does your Spiderman onesie turn back into normal pajamas?" Octavia said playfully, receiving a nervous smile from Peter. "Sort of." He headed off towards the ledge, ready to swing off.
"Peter wait!" Octavia called out. Peter turned around quickly to see Octavia pointing towards the web's in her hair.
"A little help?"
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Aunt May gave Peter a good long lecture about coming home late.
"When I was your age I was staying out also but that's not the point!" May said as she grabbed a bag of cold peas, "The point is that you can not keep coming home late!"She shouted as she pressed the bag harshly against the teenage boys nose.
Peter winced but took the bag of cold peas graciously. He would be lying if he said Octavias punch didn't hurt like hell. The girl knew how to pack a punch.
"Tell me again." May said as she sat on the chair in front of him, "How did this happen again?"
Peter sighed, "A group of guys where messing this one girl and one tried to hit her." He explained for the hundredth time. "Did you know this girl?" Asked May, trying to get answers out of Peter.
He gave her a small smile, "Sort of."
His aunt let out a tired sigh as she ruffled Peters hair, "I'm proud you stuck up for that girl."
"Yeah." Peter mumbled, "The guy hit like a girl anyways."