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For Mai

Peter was really terrible about this whole "blending in and act normal" thing. He'd never been normal to start with but throw in the fact that he was Spider-Man and Aunt May would freak out if she knew it was kind of a mess. It was safer that way of course but it still wasn't easy.

So Peter tried really hard to be your basic 18 year told. The problem was that he was kind of a weirdo even without Spider-Powers. He'd gotten better, he could talk with attractive girls without making a complete fool of himself, he could hang out and meet new people, things like that. But he still flailed mentally sometimes and was just generally a dork.

Which meant that during lunchtime he normally sat by himself. Sometimes people would sit with him and talk to him and on very, very rare occasions people would invite him to sit with them but usually he just found a table to himself and sat down by himself. Today he was left to ponder the mystery of school cafeteria chicken nuggets by himself.

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“That’s me, crazy. My nickname is Crazy Parker so you just... watch out,” Peter said, doing his best to give off a crazy vibe which mostly just made him look really, really stupid and he couldn’t help but laugh at that.

“You jus caught me on a boring day, usually I’m like... BASE jumping or bungie jumping off buildings after school.”

"Oh, I see," Peyton said with a grin. "Lucky I caught you on your off day or you'd never have given me the time of day."

She bumped him gently. "Don't do that face around anyone else, it makes you look like a dork. Lucky I like dorks too."

"Crazy Parker," he said, making the face once more just for her before laughing and bumping her back. He was glad she liked dorks because Peter totally was one, there was no denying it. He'd grown comfortable with that so he was glad that someone like Peyton was willing to put up with that. Dark Peyton and all she seemed like a good person. And maybe his stomach did little flip-flops when he glanced over at her or she smiled at him but so what?

Oh be careful, Peter. Peyton would have no problem deflowering you should that situation arise.

"Peter Parker and Peyton," she said. "Gotta love some good alliteration."

She looked out over the city again. "So this is what you do? Sit on top of buildings and watch the city? Not that I'm putting it down. I think I could sit up here and sketch for hours, but there's gotta be more that you do."

Peter would never say it without some coaxing but he would be 100% okay with deflowering.

“Academic Decathlon keeps me pretty busy. But I like to make stuff?” He said, biting off more of his sandwich as he chewed thoughtfully. How did he describe what he did with his free time. “You know, building my own computers or phones. I used to have an internship with Tony Stark and I still do some freelance stuff for him.”

"Tony Stark? Isn't he that billionaire inventor guy who's also Iron Man?" Peyton asked. "He's hot. But I bet he's an asshole. He always seems so full of himself."

Peyton knew a little bit about asshole rich boys. She'd dated one for years and had finally gotten tired of being treated like shit unless he wanted sex.

"Still, it's kind of cool that you work for him sometimes."

“He used to be like that. Now he’s also a really great guy but also those things?” Peter said with a laugh because Peyton was totally right about Stark. But Peter owed him a lot and Stark tried to do the right thing so Peter had to give him that.

“Yeah. I just like making stuff and helping people. Which sounds lame. But I think it would be cool to develop a new prosthetic or something.”

"A really great guy who's also an asshole and full of himself?" Peyton said, laughing herself. "That's gotta be something to see."

She turned to listen to Peter, turning serious for a moment. "Seriously? Like that guy who came up with the sort of mind-controlled prosthetic arm? The one that can pick up and egg without breaking it and that looks like a real arm?"

(Couldn't resist, Dean Kamen is local to us and has created this totally AMAZING prosthetic arm. https://www.ted.com/talks/dean_kamen_previews_a_new_prosthetic_arm#t-293361 And they call it Luke after Luke Skywalker, cause he had his hand cut off.)

"Yes! Something like that. That guy is amazing. I just think that the line between biology and mechanics is getting more and more blurred every day and I want to be on the side of using it to help people," Peter said. He was sure that the government would use some of that stuff for some shady purposes but there could be so much done to help people.

((That is so amazing!))

"Wow, so I'm in the presence of a real life science geek superhero," Peyton said cheerfully. "I'm impressed. Some day I'll be able to say I knew you when!"

"Oh yeah, that's me. Just your regular superhero of the science geek variety," he said, taking one final, huge bite of his sandwich to hide the grin on his face. He didn't want her to think he was laughing at her or anything like that.

"So, you ready to head back down to Earth and the basketball game?"

Peyton wrinkled up her face, then nodded. "If we must descend to Earth, we must. Any chance the basketball players are any good? I have to tell you, back home we go to States every year, so I've got high standards."

"You are definitely going to be disappointed," Peter said as she started the climb back down "to Earth" as she had put it. He kind of liked her phrasing though, like being up there they were somehow above it. "But I thought we were going to check out he cheerleaders? Wait, that came out wrong..."

She cracked up. "Oh, I think you put it just right. I'm going to check out their moves and you're just going to check them out."

"That is totally degrading and I would never do that," Peter said. Okay, he probably would but not obviously and not excessively. Just sort of because they were there.

"I'm not saying you're going to drool all over them," Peyton said, "but you're male and theoretically they're hot females. You really need to do at least some ogling or it sort of defeats the purpose of all the short skirts. You can still enjoy the view even as you're being all respectful."

She knew she'd have been disappointed if the guys hadn't been checking her out back at Tree Hill. Not touching or making rude comments, but yeah...

"I always thought the short skirts were more kind of a practicality because it's hard to do all those flips and jumps in a longer skirt," Peter said. And it wasn't like he hadn't noticed that there were very attractive cheerleaders it just felt weird to ogle them. Not that it always stopped him.

"But you're saying if you join the squad and I don't ogle you, you'll be upset with me?"

"Ever heard of shorts?" Peyton said dryly. "We could always wear those, you know.'

She glanced over at him and grinned. "Tell you what. Ogle a little. If you start to drool, I'll smack you to keep you honest."

"I guess I just figured it was a throw back to when shorts would have been terrible for girls to wear," Peter said, although clearly he hadn't put that much thought into it. He supposed that her explanation made a lot more sense.

"And you don't have to worry, I'm not going to ogle."

She rolled her eyes. "Whatever, Geek Boy. Just lead the way to this terrible team where there will be no ogling."

Peyton shot him a glance, "Though I don't promise that I won't do any."

"Well, I'm sure the cheerleaders will appreciate it," he said with a bit of a laugh as he headed toward the ladder to climb down.

"Brat," Peyton said with a laugh of her own as she followed him to head down. "But I will be ogling the guys on the team. Though, I'm not so sure that any of them are actually worth ogling which is very sad."

“I mean, if you find brains attractive you’ll probably want to ogle,” Peter said. That was what they were more known for, the brains and not the brawn. They weren’t awful but Academic Decathlon was a bigger deal.

“What do you find ogle worthy?”

Peyton wrinkled up her face. "Brains... I mean, there's nothing wrong with brains obviously. But ugh, I mean, look at Flash. Okay, maybe he's smart - at least he thinks he is, but seriously, Not Ogleworthy."

She stopped to consider. "Hmmm... Good hands, definitely. Good abs are a plus. Lean. I mean muscles are nice, but I don't want to date some Hulk-like character. Nice face, decent hair, good sense of humor... that kind of thing."

"Flash is not that smart," Peter said, less because he hated Flash and more because it was an insult to smart people to call Flash smart. And the idea of anyone ogling Flash made him throw up a little in his mouth.

"Okay, you're probably going to be a little disappointed," he said, scrambling down the fire escape easily. "Maybe the team we play will be better to look at?"

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