Peter Parker (
whateveraspidercan) wrote2017-08-21 07:55 pm
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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.
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 is so amazing!))
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"So, you ready to head back down to Earth and the basketball game?"
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"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..."
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"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.
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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...
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"But you're saying if you join the squad and I don't ogle you, you'll be upset with me?"
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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."
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"And you don't have to worry, I'm not going to ogle."
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Peyton shot him a glance, "Though I don't promise that I won't do any."
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"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.
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“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?”
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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."
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"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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And don't think she hadn't noticed just how agilely you'd slipped down that fire escape. Very interesting.
'Not that brainiacs can't be good-looking obviously, but at your school - okay, my school now too, I suppose - there aren't a whole lot of them."
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"We're a real school you know," Peter said, although he was laughing as he said so. He got it, they weren't ever going to win any sporting awards and it was pretty clear what most of them were there for. "So you're saying we're smart but ugly? It's a good thing we're all going to invent cool apps that will make us rich."
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She turned and made a face at him. "Not ugly," she said. "But you have to admit, most of the guys are more like the proverbial 98 pound weakling. Doesn't mean they won't grow up hot, but right now? Nope. And, hey, aren't like most of them rich already? Yet another way I don't fit in."
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"Yeah, okay, so we don't really fill the weight room up when we have free time after school," Peter said. He was having trouble not laughing at it all considering the fact that he could probably lift a bus and he looked like a 98 pound weakling. Or maybe it was the whole "looking like" that was the issue and not how much he could actually lift.
"But yeah, a lot are pretty rich. Although it's weird... there's enough scholarship kids that it's not too bad."
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She smiled over at him. "And you're definitely growing on me."
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"Well if you ever need help in any of your classes, let me know? We can study together," he suggested. Peter didn't call it tutoring because people tended to deny that they needed that kind of help but "studying together" was something people suggested they do all the time. Although now that he thought about it maybe they weren't actually studying...
"Ah, well. I do tend to grow on people being a fun guy..." Peter said, giving her a bit of a grin. "Fun guy, fungi? Get it? It's hard to tell if people get that joke because even if they do they don't usually laugh."
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At that joke, Peyton had no choice. She punched him in the arm. Huh... she hadn't been expecting muscles like that. Still she wasn't going to say anything. Except in response to the joke. "Pretty lame, Geek Boy."
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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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