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whateveraspidercan) wrote2017-08-21 07:55 pm
whateveraspidercan) wrote2017-08-21 07:55 pm
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.
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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"Okay, so that was was a little bad. I promise to keep the terrible nerd jokes to a minimum. That was one for the day which is more than enough. You're safe until tomorrow."
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"Well now I want to know what that might be," Peter said, grinning at her. He wasn't normally the type of person to tempt fate, at least not when he was out of costume, but Peyton made him curious. "Hey... before games or practice or competitions... do cheerleaders drink root beer?"
Clearly Peter Parker had a death wish.
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She gave him a look. "Pretty sure there's no rule against it or anything. Why root beer in particular?"
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"You know... root beer? You're rooting for the team?" Peter asked, unable to help himself from grinning at his own stupid joke even as he moved a half step further from Peyton, out of easy striking range. He probably had it coming if she did hit him though.
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"Root beer."
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It was a short walk back to the school and they were able to go right into the gym. The team was still warming up but it looked like the game was about to start soon. Glancing around for a place to sit Peter winced as he heard a familiar voice call out. And to think he'd actually been enjoying himself.
"It's Penis Parker!" Flash called out from the stands. "And he's got an actual girl with him or is it just that the new girl doesn't know how much of a loooooser he is yet?"
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"Were you talking about me?" she purred dangerously, right in Flash's space.
He started to stutter something, but she stopped him, with a finger to his lips. "Because it sounded like you were offering to show me your penis. So, go ahead, I'm ready."
She stepped back a little and gestured to his crotch. "I'm sure we'd all like to see."
As he sputtered more, his eyes darting around to see that yes, the auditorium had gone silent and everyone was staring at him, she leaned back in and put her lips to his ear. "Worried about how you'll stack up? You should be." She glanced down again, then continued with a soft growl. "You fuck with me or any of my friends again and I will make your life a living hell. You have no idea what I'm capable of. I'm not one of the quiet sweet little nerd girls from this school. I will make you wish that you had never been born. Or... you can leave me and my friends the hell alone and I'll pretend you don't even exist."
Peyton took a step back and smiled sweetly at him. "Do you need a minute to think about it or are we done?"
"Done," he managed and she patted him gently on the cheek.
"Good. Now forget you ever knew our names and go back to watching the game."
She turned and made her way back over to Peter to retrieve her sweater. "So... they sell any popcorn here or what? And didn't you promise me a 'root' beer?"
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But then Peyton tore Flash a new asshole in a totally subtle but still kind of obvious way and it was amazing. Peter saw Abe from Academic Decathlon's eyes light up in utter delight. Enough other people around were witness to it that if Flash ever said anything they'd never let him forget this.
When Peyton came back over to Peter he just sort of looked at her in awe.
"Don't take this the wrong way but I think I love you," Peter said with a nervous laugh. "But yeah. Popcorn and root beer."
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