It Starts with a Spark

Of course, things with Peter and I had, changed. You don’t usually confess your feelings for each other, and then walk away. We did that, and also made out, on a curb. He also kind of still had a girlfriend. She was currently screaming in my face.
“You. Fucking. Whore.” She yelled, overly emphasizing every word, making sure everyone could hear her. Peter stepped in, “Mary-Jane- “he started but she cut him off, “You! Don’t even get me started with you!” she said, leaning into his face almost as if she were going to kiss him. She whirled back to me
“Who the fuck,” she swayed, great I was being bashed by a drunk Mary-Jane. Who knew what she would say. “Do you think you are? You think, that you, you little white-trash-hoe can come to my school and steal my boyfriend and get away with it? Oh hell fucking no!” she said, she pulled me close, her lips grazing my ear. She reeked of alcohol. “He’s freaking Spider-Man. He’s a fucking super-fucking-hero. I fucking hope he gets you fucking killed.” She said, her voice darkening. She turned to Peter, giggling. “I told her,” she laughed maniacally “I told her your secret.” Peter pales, and he looks at me I just nod.
He faints. He literally faints. Right then and there in the middle of the street. Of course, no one else cares, now that Mary-Jane has left, stumbling drunkenly back into the school. I do my best to get Peter out of the street. Of course, I’m sort smaller than Peter, who is also kind of heavy and very tall. I manage to make it to the curb, pulling him onto the sidewalk.
Pulling his head into my lap, I surveyed the damage. Which wasn’t much. The back of his head was a bit scuffed up, but that was only natural. When falling on to cement, worse usually happened. He was also beginning to come too. His eyes opened, staring right into mine. It was enough to make a girl swoon. I smiled, or well smirk-smiled thing. It felt weird, but right if that makes any sense.
“If our relationship is going to consist of me pulling your limp ass out of streets, I think you’ll be dead very soon.” I said, he smiled pink coloring his cheeks. He was just so adorable, and so open. It scared me a bit. “It’s not true,” he said, I furrowed my brow, “What Mary-Jane said. It’s not true.” he said, his voice hinting at hysteria. I didn’t want him to faint again, but I wasn’t going to lie. “Parker, you realize, that Mary-Jane honest-to-god said that into my actual ear, right? Like I could feel her lips, inside my ear moving. There was no possible way for you to hear what she said. The fact that you automatically seemed to know what she said, only proves that it was true.” I say, he sighs. Frowning, he struggles to get up. “Fine,” he says “You’re right. You know Peter Parker’s great big secret. Happy?” he asks; I raise an eyebrow. “What’s that supposed to mean?” I ask, finally helping him up. “Look, just go ahead. Tell everyone you know. It’s not like I care or anything.” We’re walking to my car now, since Peter had ridden with MJ.
I’m hit with a strange idea. I could tell him I’m Red Hood. I could. I could tell Peter Parker, my (I guess) boyfriend of about twenty minutes ago that I, Anna Barton am Red Hood. Peter Parker, you are one dangerous boy. Instead, I sigh “Look, believe it or not, this isn’t the first time I’ve learned something about someone like this. You can trust me Peter. Your secret is safe with me.” I say, he seems a bit reassured. “But I swear to god, if you ever, use one of those web things on my I might just kill you.” I say. He laughs now. Good, I think we’re sort of back on track. Onto which track you ask? I have no fucking idea.
After Halloween, Peter sort of ignored me. A lot. Which is kind of hard, since we’re next-door-neighbors and all. But he did, and it hurt. Could I really blame him though? Mary-Jane had confessed to me, that Peter was a super-hero. He was probably a little freaked. Not exactly something you want to tell a girl right after your first kiss.
Besides, I had other things on my mind. Like the seven girls who had gone missing in the past three weeks. All of them from Lutheran Prep. All of them pretty, and semi-popular. Was it weird? Yes? Did I tell Clint, I spent my nights trying to research into each girl, try to find some connection.
Or that I also spent my nights with Spider-Man, so I could be with Peter without being with Peter. It hurt too, given that I was so close, but drove me mad.
On the other hand, Clint was leaving in two days, and I was supposed to be staying with Tony for a while. Until Nat came back, on Sunday. Weekend at Uncle Tony’s, yay! So basically, I was alone with no idea about what to do about anything.
Clint is hiding something from me. It’s obvious, it’s not like I know Clint for my entire life. It’s something big too, something so huge that he won’t trust me with it. Then there’s Peter. I’ve never done that before, never had feelings for someone like that. So to do what I did, it took so much. Now he won’t even look at me. It’s like I’m losing everyone who matters in my life. Like I’m on some far away island. It’s nearly heart-breaking. But enough about my pity party. It bringing me down, and besides being at Tony’s means I can be Red Hood with extreme freedom.
Which, sadly enough was a terrible idea. For some reason, tony and Pepper had had some argument about Tony not being mature enough for kids. So when I drive myself over to Tony’s tower. He ran outside jumped into my car, and told me to go home. So weekend at Tony’s was really a weekend at my house with Tony watching over me like a hawk.
It was too much. So I resorted to getting over myself and calling Peter. But then Tony wanted to know who I was calling, what was I calling them about. Was Peter my boyfriend? Had I slept with him yet? Did Clint like him? Was he smart? Tony hated dumb guys who pretended to be smart. In the end, Peter was invited over for dinner, with Tony.
Which only made things ten times worse. How do you say “Hey remember when your crazy ex girl friend told me that you’re a super-hero, do you remember the make-out session we had right after we confessed some feelings for each other?” Not exactly something that’s very easy to bring up. Like ever. But I did. Kind of. After telling Tony, that Peter were and I were going to go upstairs and watch some TV. I tried to talk to him, but it seemed he had the same idea on his mind.
“Look, Anna about Halloween- “he started just as I went “So Peter, about Halloween.” We looked at each other, the awkwardness taking over the lapse in conversation. “I’m sorry, I just thought you would want time after finding out.” He stopped, looking down at his feet. I shook my head, a little time was nice, maybe I was just overreacting. “It’s fine. I just. I wasn’t sure where we stood now, after everything that happened.” I said, he looked up his eyes so bright and hopeful that it hurt my heart to look at him.
“Well, I mean if you wanted we could always, go out to dinner or something.” He said, trailing off sounding adorably nervous. I smiled, “Yeah I’d like that.” I say, as we walk to my room.
When we reach the door we both stand there, as if unsure what we’re supposed to do next.
“Um, do you like Doctor Who?” I ask, as I open the door. Then I blush fiercely my room is well, a bit embarrassing. It’s covered in posters of 5 Seconds of Summer, and well Doctor Who. He walked in, grinning a bit smugly. “So, 5 Seconds of Summer and Doctor Who? Well I never had you pegged for a teeny bopper.” He says laughing I punch him, as he dodges and lands on my bed.
“I’ve never watched it, Harry’s he was a big fan.” He laughs sadly, as If remembering something bittersweet.
“Who is Harry?” I ask, flopping down next to him, pulling my laptop up to me. He shrugs, “Just an old friend, doesn’t matter. He’s not here anymore, he’s gone.” He says, and from his tone it’s very clear he doesn’t want to talk about it. We sit in silence as I pull up Netflix, and wait for Doctor Who to load up. Of course, even I wasn’t caught up all, the. I myself just witnessed the death of Amy and Rory (which was very, very emotional).
“Okay, here’s the thing, this show is extremely addictive, but I’m going to be a bitch and you have to wait for me to watch.” I say, as I start the first episode, he laughs.
I think this relationship thing is going to be awfully fun.

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