Imagine...
It was the night of the big party and butterflies were attacking your stomach.
"What if he doesn't like me back?" You asked your best friend MJ who was fiddling with the last few pieces of your hair. "For goodness sake! I don't know how he couldn't" she sighed and laughed. You were really insecure when it came to boys and there was one that was particularly playing in your mind.
Peter Parker.
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The party had begun and already the rooms and pool were flooded with people. You weren't a girly girl, so you had some light blue ripped jeans and a top on, while other girls had long dresses. (Sorry if your different). You jogged downstairs and almost tripped over yourself as you saw Peter.
He was standing at the door step with his fiend Ned. Staring at you. Your heart almost came out of your mouth as if jumped into your throat. "H-hey, Peter" you said nervously, waving a little.
His mouth moved hit no words cane out. You wanted to faint under his cuteness.
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