Note: I don't own any Marvel Characters mentioned. This is not linked to my other Peter Parker X Violet Romanoff (OC) fanfic. This is how Violet and Peter meet and is in both of their perspectives. Their POV will generally change with the chapters. Please read and review!
Violet's POV
Of course it would happen this way, my first day at school, after being home schooled my whole life, and on the way to school it starts raining. I'm just about ready to turn around and go home, tell my mom I'm just not ready or something like that but then something stops me. Someone comes up in front of me and I feel the heavy rain stop pouring down on the top of my head. I push my soaked ginger fringe out of my eyes and see a boy, my age staring at me with beautiful brown eyes. My eyes scan across his fair skin and athletic build as I feel that feeling. Oh no. Please no. My eyes glance over to his science shirt and I feel myself trying not to laugh at the terrible pun. My stomach feels like it's twirling as I get the feeling of butterflies. I try and find somewhere to focus and feel captivated by his homely brown eyes as I found myself speechless, which is not easy for a spy or an assassin, let alone someone who's both. I let out a surprised gasp and he then stutters "Hi I'm ha-er Peter Parker, you-uh don't have an umbrella and I-uh wanted to help. Do you go to school here? Wait of course you do, you wouldn't be outside of a school that you didn't go to unless you're a creepy stalker. I'm not suggesting a beautiful lady such as yourself is a creepy stalker by the way!" He blushes and tries to move his hair out of his face. "My name's Violet and I'll forget the stalker part if you explain the beautiful part." I instantly turn away so Peter won't catch my blush. Peter opens his mouth to speak, his face a burning red when the bell goes. He turns to the school for a minute and I snatch his timetable out of his pocket as a joke, he searches his pockets frantically as I look at his timetable. "Hey Prince Charming, looks like we got every lesson together." I say, having no clue how I sound so confident. Peter looks at me for a minute, blushing more than humanly possible as I pass him his timetable and he asks "C-Can I walk y-you to class?" I nod and feel a little blush creeping up my face.