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"Peter, I'm stuck." Liz Allan frowned, twisting strands of her honey blonde hair around her finger, as she stared at the physics question. "The question is asking for the energy of the oven, but it only gives me the voltage and current. I can't think of any formula that can solve for energy." The girl propped herself from her position on the bed and then folded her legs under her, allowing Peter easier access to the physics textbook.

Peter slid the book slightly to see the question better and then spoke. "They also give you time you know?"

"So?" Liz said as she stretched slightly. They had been studying for nearly an hour.

"So, what is a formula you could use to find energy if you had the charge?" Peter never gave straight answers, how would she learn if he did?

Liz tapped a finger on the side of her face. "Hmm, energy equals voltage multiplied by charge right?"

Peter smiled, Liz was a lot smarter than most people would give her credit for. "Good, so we know that we can solve the question with energy equals voltage multiplied by charge, we just need to find charge. We have the current and the time…"

"And charge equals current multiplied by time!" Liz chirped as she pulled the textbook back. "Thanks a bunch Peter." She shot Peter a large smile before she attacked the question.

"That's what I'm paid for." Peter replied as his face heat up a bit. Peter wouldn't say that he was interested in Liz, but he was a boy. And she was a pretty girl. And they were all alone. In her bedroom. Peter wasn't naïve enough to think he and Liz would ever amount to anything, but a boy could dream.

Besides if Flash found out Peter even looked at Liz the wrong way, the young nerd would have his face pasted to a wall.

"Done!" Liz exclaimed as she slammed the book shut and handed Peter her answers to look over. Peter took a minute to check the work and was glad to see they were all correct.

"Very good Liz! I think you've really got the hang of these electricity formulas. Now you said you needed help in compounds for chemistry right?"

"Ah, geez Peter. Can't we take a break?" Liz flopped back on the bed without waiting for an answer.

"Well, I suppose a five minute break couldn't hurt." Peter took of his glasses and rubbed his eyes. When he put them back on he noticed Liz was staring at him intently. "Is there something on my face?" But Liz's lips stretched in a predatory grin.

"I bet I could make the break last longer." Liz repositioned herself so she was on her knees. Peter frowned, it really didn't matter what she did, as long as he got paid. But it wouldn't be fair just to take advantage of her laziness.

"I don't think so…"

"So Peter, ever thought about getting contacts?" Liz interrupted.

"Not really, it's a lot easier to just where glasses. Contacts seem to be too much of a hassle." Peter shrugged.

"I really think you should… you have the most beautiful eyes." Liz's voice became breathy and she reached up to Peter's face, slowly taking off his glasses. Peter flushed and edged slightly away from the girl.

"Uh, may I have my glasses back?"

"Nope," Liz leaned closer to Peter "You're not seeing anyone, right Peter?" Peter almost fainted when Liz bent over a little too far and her cleavage poked out from her so tight shirt to say hello. It was at this time Puny Parker realized that, head cheer leader Liz Allan was flirting with him!

"W-well no, but you're seeing Flash Thompson right?" Peter's feeble defense was swatted with contempt.

"That loser? He's just a trophy for school, he's nothing to me. Besides he likes Mary Jane not me." Liz was literally on top of Peter now, straddling his hips. Peter lied on the bed limply, his fear of Flash and his crush on MJ not enough to resist the 'assault' of the blonde beauty.

"I always knew girls had a thing for nerds."

But Liz just laughed. "Oh please. I don't have a thing for nerds…" Her eyes gleamed. She moved her face inches apart from her prey. "I've got a thing for Peter Parker." Her breath caressed his lips, and Peter swallowed hard.

The two decided to forgo chemistry in favour of conducting 'experiments' on how long people could hold their breath.

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So what do you think? I should have probably started of with Peter/MJ, but I'm too cool for that. For the record this is all Peter/Spider-Man and other women. Review and I'll accept suggestions. Later.