hi everyone! So I wanted to write a petermj fanfic for the spiderman: homecoming universe and this will be my first ever story for the fandom so I hope the story isn't too ooc and I hope y'all will enjoy it! I will try to update regularly but sometimes I'm trash and can't update frequently but I'll try for all of you! enjoy

Good Old Neighborhood Spiderman

Chapter One

Michelle's POV

The bell rang and the agonizing school day finally came to an end. For once I was glad there was no Decathlon meeting today, so I could finally renew the collection of already read books sitting in my backpack. I also saw Peter jog his way out of the school, looking like he was in a hurry for something. Ever since he got that Stark internship he's never around anymore. Not that I want him to be or anything.

The leaves made a loud crunching noise under my boots as I walked, my face beamed as I came across the library. A small jingle of a bell rang as I opened the door, immediately making my way to the fiction section. I've always had a preference to the older books since they were so interesting to read. I found four really intriguing books that seemed interesting to read as I checked them out and placed the books I already read in the return slot. Safe and sound, the books were tightly zipped up in my bag as I started for home. My phone beeped as I saw a news notification for Spiderman again. I guess he's a hero, since he's literally saved our asses so many times, but who knows. It could be a forty year old man under that suit or something crazy like that. I pushed the bag up my shoulder with my arm so it could sit more comfortably up there. I was still looking at the notification, not noticing that I was passing by a dark brick alleyway that was casting a dark shadow over the sun on the other two sides of it. The shadow passed over me as I revelled in the change of lighting, soon hearing a small whisper pass in between my ears. I stopped for a moment, gulping, shrugging it off. But then that scary ass person whispered again.

"What you have in that bag?" the person asked.

I continued to walk when the person repeated the question, this time raising his voice.

I turned around and was met with the hard smell of alcohol and a middle aged looking man with stubble around his chin. Gross. He was probably drinking.

This time, I gulped, looking him in the eye.

"Nothing that you'd want." I said, still managing to keep a straight and firm face.

"What gives you the right to tell me what I may want or not want?"

I just raised my eyebrows. The guy laughed as he took a step towards me, I taking a step backwards.

"You're not scared of me, right, girl? Just give me the bag and no one gets hurt."

"I'm not giving you this bag." The guy stepped closer to me and I got wary. I turned around and started to book it across the sidewalk. The guy started yelling like a crazy person as he chased me down the street, rounding me into another alley.

This guy really had to lure me to a dead end? Seriously?

I threw the bag from the shoulder at my feet.

"Fine. Take it."

The guy just smiled with his yellow and crooked teeth as he stumbled towards me. "I'm not just gonna take it. I'm also taking you."

"W-what do you mean?" I mumbled.

"You put up a fight, you know that?" he chuckled as he walked closer to me, wrapping an arm around me.

"Get...off me!" I yelled at him as I kneed him in the balls. The guy cowered in pain as he dropped my bag. I punched him in the nose when he was holding his balls and I could see the blood drip down. Shit.

"You're gonna regret this. I was gonna be easy," he slurred. The guy wiped his nose with his hand and charged toward me. Ready to be pushed to the floor or slapped across the face, I realized the guy never touched me. I opened my eyes to see a figure pushing the guy to the wall when the guy tried to lunge at him. The figure wrapped him in a cocoon of webbing as the drunkard passed out from the action. I moved into the light as I saw no one other than Spiderman make his way over to me.

He cleared his throat, "You okay ma'am?"

I nodded my head quickly as Spiderman handed me my bag. "Thanks."

"No prob-" He looked at me as the eyes on his suit went wide. He cleared his throat again and talked in a deeper voice, "No problem."

His voice sounded younger than a forty year old man's. He sounded like a teenager. Or in his early 20's. I laughed at how dorky he was.

"So you always like this?" I laughed.

"Huh what?"

"Dorky. Are you always this nerdy?" I asked him.

"Like that's anyway to talk to the person who just saved your life."

"Oh wow. And cocky, too."

"E-excuse-"

I laughed again and cleared my throat. "Whatever. Thanks for that." I mentioned to guy on the wall.

"Don't mention it."

He made a weird pose as I rolled my eyes.

"Um, you okay to get home?" He asked me.

I nodded as I motioned to the apartment buildings across the block.

"Yeah. I'm super close."

He nodded quickly as I laughed again. I never knew a superhero could be this dorky. I smiled and waved as I made my way to the apartment buildings. Right when I was about to enter the main lobby, I looked at the alleyway one more time to see Spiderman gone.