it was a brisk morning as the wind blew in swipes and swirls across all of new york. the wind blew back the soft brown curls of michelle jones as she strutted down the street, a tan notebook, with the words "homecoming plans" written on a creme-colored piece of tape.
she turned the corner in a hurry before eventually setting in on a cozy, warm cafe. michelle opened the door, letting the warm air flow to her face as she heard a melodic tune play from the bell above her.
she nodded to the barista who gave a cheerful wave back, before settling in at a booth by the far window, near the next building over. she laid the book on the table, before taking out her macbook, and getting to work. she pulled up a few documents, copying everything that was in the notebook onto them, they could be ready when betty arrrived.
she was about 2 cups of tea in when she finished copying everything down, before forwarding it to the homecoming committee, as she heard the melodic tune of the cafe's welcoming bell. she looked up from her laptop to be met with betty brant.
"hey mj. how's it uploading?" betty asked, before taking a seat across from michelle.
she took a look back at the loading documents, to see they had already successfully uploaded.
"perfect, everyone in the committee now has access."
michelle said, signing out of her laptop and shoving it into her brown-clad bag, and sliding the the homecoming plans towards betty.
"now, what's the favor that you wanted?" betty asked intently, causing michelle to look up from her computer bag.
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peter and ned stood bored at their lockers, waiting for michelle. she was never late. hell, she was never on time. she was always early, leaning against the dark blue lockers, awaiting peter and ned's arrival.
"where do you think she is?" ned asked, placing his unneeded textbooks in his locker, and grabbing homework that was due today, but was completed almost a week prior.
"i dunno. we checked the library and the cafeteria..." peter said, his voice fading. he couldn't think of a single place that michelle would be right now, other than a cafe. but then michelle wouldn't be there, since all the cafe's are too far and she would be late.
peter, for once, was completely confused. he knew michelle better than this, or at least he though he did. more like he wished he did. peter longed for a stronger friendship with mj. or at least that's what he kept telling himself. peter truly wished to be more than friends with michelle, but knew it probably wouldn't go well. michelle was probably into other guys anyway, if she was even into guys at all. all these thoughts haunted peter so much, he didn't even see michelle arrive, and didn't come back to earth until michelle started dragging him to class.
"jesus parker what weights are you lifting! you're strong as a damn horse." michelle said, trying to drag peter's basically lifeless body through the halls. he finally shook himself from his thoughts to see mj, holding his hand dragging him through the halls to algebra. peter felt his face heat up as he began to walk normally, making michelle almost fall forward. she turned around to see peter had regained consciousness.
"welcome the the future, peter parker." michelle quipped sarcastically, letting go of peter's hand. peter felt his heart sink when michelle let go off his hand, but he had to pretend it didn't faze him.
peter didn't know if he would ever have enough courage to tell mj how he felt, but as a gen-z kid can you really blame him? he'll save the city while making sarcastic quips all through the way, he'll jump to save anyone in danger, suit or no suit, but can't confess his true feelings to his crush. 'it be like that sometimes' was his explanation when he explained it to tony, who simply just nodded and pretended he knew what that meant.
meanwhile michelle needed peter to get his shit together for her plan to work. he had to be at the front of the school at the end of the day, which meant no being late to class and getting detention. she motioned for peter to follow her to algebra, practically booking it through the halls, and almost being tripped by flash.
they finally made it into their seats mere seconds before the bell rang.
peter and mj were practically hyperventilating, as their strict teacher, mr. tozier walked into the class.
(yes it's a reference, don't mind it.)
"alright everyone get out your homework, we've got lots to cover and not a lot of time to cover it so let's get going!" he said, his somewhat high voice booming through the classroom.
everyone began passing their papers to the front, when mj realized she took a seat next to betty.
"hey mj." she said with a smile, still wary of mr. tozier hearing them.
"hey betty." she said back, passing her and a few other kids behind her's papers to the next kid in front.
"so, we're still doing the plan today right?" betty whispered, hoping to not catch the attention of a certain brown haired boy on the other side of mj.
"if he can keep his head in the game." michelle said sarcastically, causing betty to laugh.
meanwhile on michelle's other side, peter was freaking out. super hearing could be both a blessing and a curse at times. 'what were mj and betty talking about? was it about me?!' these thoughts swirled around aimlessly in peter's head, even past the ringing of the bell.
peter shuffled off to his next class, meanwhile mj and betty were setting up preparations while simultaneously doing english in the library.
"so, the balloons shoot out after the confetti?" betty asked, writing down a few calculations. betty decided to make a trade with mj. since her schedule was so busy being the new president of the homecoming committee, she asked mj to convert all the plans she had written down into an online document to send to the rest of the group, which took a huge weight off of betty's shoulders.
in return, michelle asked betty to help her ask peter to homecoming.
"yep, then i come out with the sign." michelle said, a little hint of nervousness laced into her words. she had to admit that she had no idea how peter felt about her, so there wasn't a guaranteed 'yes' from this plan.
"great! ill make sure everything is set up, you've just gotta make sure that peter is there at 3:30." betty said, before grabbing her stuff and leaving the library. and as michelle turned she could hear what sounded like a teacher giving a student detention. she looked down the corner only to see how peter getting detention, for being out of class.
shit.
(time skip to 3:25, detention has started.)
peter said bored in the classroom, fiddling with his pencil. if that random guy hadn't stolen from the deli, he wouldn't be in detention.
at least he got a free sandwich out of it anyway.
he figured all hope was list for the next hour until mj walked through the door, causing peter to be both flustered and confused. "why is she here?" peter pondered as mj made her way up to the desk of the teacher watching me, mr. james.
"hey mr.james!" mj greeted, handing him a brown-bag. "why hello michelle!" he said. peter was quite confused. do these two know each other?
"4 muffins? i usually get 2..." he trailed off, before realization, then looked back up to mj. "alright what do you need?"
she smirked, before simply saying, "ive gotta borrow parker over there for about 5 minutes. is that alright?" michelle asked.
mr. james held a skeptical look on his face. he took a look to peter, than to mj. "alright fine, but if i get caught, ill need to be seeing a lot more of these muffins." he said, before taking on of the bag.
mj motioned for peter to follow her, before having him stand on a red x, planted strategically on the ground.
peter, while confused as all hell, stood there anyways, since it was either a random red x or detention. she then ran off, as peter heard the loud noise of a sparkler. he looked over to see bounds of confetti, balloons and rose petals raining in the sky. as the rose petal rain diminished, there stood mj with a big sign that read: let's go to homecoming, loser.
peter was shocked, which is saying something because it seems like everyday something new surprises him. he stood there, wide-eyed and surprised, michelle awaiting his answer.
"s-sure." peter stuttered out, but the huge goofy grin on his face said everything that was needed.
michelle should know, because she had the exact same goofy grin plastered on her face.
(hey guys wasgoooooood. so i dont have a lot to say rn, but i hope that my readers are doing well :> im very grateful for all of you and i love you all! anyways see you next chapter.)