"Um, Harry's actually supposed to sit there. He's really not going to be in a good mood when he finds you sitting in his seat," I explained to Clint who got up and moved seats, thankfully. Thanks to the horrible night last night, Harry's been in a mood.
"I don't understand why we have to go anyways. You're not friends with them anyways. What if they hate me us?" Harry said as I called him up last night.
"Harry, they're not going to hate you or me. If you're worried about them being homophobic, Steve has a boyfriend you know. Come on Harry, I'm not asking you to be sociable. I just want you to come with me, alright? I don't know the team all that well and I'd like it if you were there," I explained to him as he sighed.
"Fine, I'll go for you. I'll be by in about ten minutes okay?" He told me and I was relieved he decided to go.
"Yes that's fine. Thank you Harry, love you."
"Yeah, yeah," he said hanging up the phone and now that I thinking back on it, it would have been better if he didn't come. With the whole breadstick incident, he got upset over the satchel thing and how uncomfortable he felt at the dinner. He took me home and didn't stay the night which was a let down. He's really introverted and I guess he just wanted some alone time for the night.
It didn't bother me all that much and I'm used to it but I don't think he's going to enjoy this whole S.H.I.E.L.D. team training, he thinks I don't need them and I'd be better off without all them. I don't know what this team will hold but Fury really wanted an actual superhero on the team. The truth is, Fury kind of scared me and I didn't want to turn him down. Harry will be fine. He just needs a day to cool off and not have any from the team bothering him.
The bus stopped and picked up Harry along with a few other kids. We usually drove to school but Harry's car was getting fixed, Norman was using his to drive to work, and Aunt May needed the car for this morning. So that meant the bus for the two of us today which Harry really didn't like. He'd be off at boarding school if it wasn't for MJ and I being his best friends that he doesn't want to leave.
"Hey Peter, you sleep well last night?" He greeted me kissing my cheek and interlocking his hand with mine.
"Yeah, guessing you're feeling better then?" I asked him as the bus started moving again and we were onto school. Great, I'm really not in the mood for AP Government first thing in the morning or gym right after that. The way my schedule is set up, completely sucks.
"I'm fine now. I've just decided I don't really like any of them. Are you sure they even have fighting abilities? I mean looking at them and then looking at you doesn't even compare. You're just so amazing and they're just…" He finished making a farting noise with his mouth.
We talked the rest of the bus ride there and he was telling me about how he wants me over for dinner one night this week. Of course, I'm not his boyfriend at his house. To Norman, I'm just his son's only best friend. He thinks that I'm good for him and all but he wishes he'd make more friends that just me. If he ever found out that I was Spiderman, it would actually be worse than him finding out about Harry and I are dating. I don't know what it is about Norman but he just hates everything Spiderman even more than Jameson and that's pretty hard to beat.
You're probably wondering why Harry hasn't told his father about us and I will give you a simple answer to that. Norman Osborn is a homophobic asshole and I honestly think he'd disown Harry if he told him. I'm just afraid that Harry's going to lose it one day and be so frustrated with his father that he comes out just to piss him off.
Well, for now Harry actually has a "girlfriend," it's MJ. Mary Jane is probably both our saviors. She's my best friend and now she's pretending to be Harry's girlfriend. There is literally nothing she wouldn't do for us and I'm just so thankful for her. MJ doesn't even do all that much when it comes to being Harry's girlfriend. She just occasionally has to go out to dinner with him and his father which doesn't bother me. Usually I'll have a chemistry lab to get done anyways and wouldn't even be able to hang out with Harry.
God, I'm rambling so much. You guys probably don't want to hear any of this anyways. Let's just skip to homeroom where we hearing news of our junior trip.
"Listen up, this might not pertain to all of you but for most of you it does. Before prom, which is in about three months now, Mr. Strange will be taking twenty kids from his government classes to DC for a three day visit. Sign ups will be in the hallway outside his class. From what I know, there's a room sign up. Four people to a room, five rooms so spaces will be limited," Mr. Banner said as Harry and I looked to each other and nodded.
"Me, you, and MJ. We'll find someone else, maybe one of people your training with is leftover or something?" Harry asked me and it was nice to see he would be okay with the team actually joining us.
"That'll work. Text MJ and I'll sign you guys up. I have first period there anyways," I told him as the bell rang for first period and I picked up my books. I quickly walked, dodging the crowds coming from every direction. I got to Mr. Strange's class and saw Steve already signing up.
"Cool Parker, you're going too. I'd let you bunk with us but we're already full," he said giving me a pat on the back as he moved out of the way and handed me the pen he was using.
Rooms 1 & 2 were already filled and it looked like Steve wrote them all down. In Room #1, it was Steve, Bucky, Thor, and Pietro and in Room #2 it was Natasha, Crystalia, Wanda, and Clint. I have no clue how Clint ended up with all girls but I'm guessing he's absolutely fine with that decision.
I began to write Harry's name down when someone tapped me on the back. "Hold on a minute, I'll let you have it next," I said to them finishing with my name and turning around to see Wade Wilson. He and I never really talked before but what I heard from others he's kind of a nutcase. I don't think that's true though. People in this school are so harsh to kids that don't fit in well. I know how that feels.
"Peter Parker, I was actually wondering if you would mind if I stayed with you and your group for the DC trip? I really want to go but I don't really have anyone to go with. You seem like a pretty decent guy and I don't see you hanging out with anyone but Osborn and Watson," Wade asked me and I felt bad for the guy. He seemed pretty nice and I don't understand why people said all those things about him. He seems perfectly fine to me.
"I don't mind and I doubt Harry will either. I know MJ will be cool with it. Sure, you can room with us. I'll write your name down," I told him writing his name as the Plastics rolled around and took the pen away from me. We step to the side and continued our conversation since I had a few minutes before class.
"Great and I'll be sharing a bed with you if that's alright. Of course it's alright, what am I saying? By that time, we'll totally be in love," he stated. There it is. That's the crazy everyone was talking about.
"What the hell are you talking about? I don't even know you at all," I asked forcing a laugh hoping he was joking around. Who was Wade Wilson and what was his deal?
"Oh but you will," he whispered to me changing his tone of voice and then walking off like nothing happened. Yeah, Harry isn't going to like this one bit.
"Aw, Parker do you have a new boyfriend?" Eddie asked leaving the group for a minute. "Man, I wish I could have gotten a picture of your expression when he was talking to you. Oh wait, I did," he laughed showing me the pictures of my face in true confusion and shock.
"Eddie, I don't care. So what Wade's a bit weird. Everyone got their quirks. You for example, you thinking your pictures will actually make you fit in," I said with a smile and then continued on my day walking into Mr. Strange's class.
"Attention class, as I'm sure you've already been told that there's a trip to DC coming up rather quickly. For all those that signed up, please see me after class. I'll have papers to take home to your parents or guardians that will need to be signed," Mr. Strange stated as kids quickly flooded into the classroom.
"Are you serious it's already full?" I heard Sam Alexander yelling with frustrating. I'm glad that I signed up when I did. Although, I do wish he was going rather than Wade. As much as I dislike Sam, Wade seems like he'll be harder to handle.
Mr. Strange continued on with his lesson he had planned when Clint Barton walked in taking a seat in the way back. It's still a huge mystery to me how he manages to stay in this AP Government class. I know he's really smart but he never does his work and he's always late to class. It drives me insane that he doesn't care at all about doing the work.
"Mr. Barton, it's a pleasure to have you join us. Oh, it's no matter to me though. It's not my education being wasted," Mr. Strange said and he didn't really care that Clint was late. That was one thing that made Mr. Strange a cool guy. He was still pretty stuck up and all but he didn't care if you were late or that you turned in your work late. As long as he saw that you were putting effort towards your education he would accept your work. That's really helpful when you're spending your afternoons defeating Doc Ock and you forgot to write your report on J.F.K. assassination. "With the statement out in the hallway, I will be right back so I can read off the list of all those that signed up. These are not final and from now on, if any of you get into trouble in my class or anyone where else then you're off the trip," he said stepping out into the hall as I saw Steve turnaround and look at Clint.
"He's talking about you Clint, don't mess this up for all of us okay. You're the one getting us into messes," he called him out just like that, in front of the whole class as Clint shrugged.
Clint seemed like an okay person, other than the fact he's a burnout in school. Steve however, he's kind of a jackass to everyone. He also kind of scares me and I'm afraid I'll become the laughing stock of the team if I screw up worse than Clint. That is very likely too, I am Peter Parker after all. I don't think the others will let him push me around though. Wanda and Nat seem really nice and Thor and Pietro haven't really made an impression on me yet. Oh well, hopefully this whole team thing works out.
Man, I'm rambling. Sorry about that… Anyway, Mr. Strange came back looking at the list with a surprised look on his face. He read off the first three rooms which was the team and then Harry's and my room. The other rooms were Erik, Raven, Loki, and Nebula in one and in the last room it would be Eddie, Peter Quill, Sam Wilson, and Scott Lang. I'm guessing the last group was whoever signed up just took a spot because I know the four of them barely know each other.
His lesson began shortly after that and he began firing facts at us and he only presented them to us orally to prepare us for lectures in college and all that crap every teacher says about college. He's the only one that I know that's actually does it and I admire him for that. Although, it is a struggle trying to write and listen this early in the morning.
I doubt you want to hear any of the boring notes I took and how my other classes when. School is pretty dull especially when you're explaining how your day went. I'll just sum it up until lunch. Second period was gym with Mr. Cage and running laps around the gym as he's yelling us that we'll never amount to anything is always a joy at nine in the morning. Third was AP Chemistry with Mr. Banner and that's just brutal. I rather not talk about it. That takes us to fourth period which is AP Physics with Mr. Stark. Yeah, I doubled up on sciences this year, it's no biggy. It's what I'm good at and it's better than taking an art class because I'm not very good when it comes to being creative. Basically I can't draw for shit.
With my heavily weighted academic classes, I don't really have many classes with Harry or MJ. Harry is more of take the basics and just pass high school. He's already set taking over his father's business when the old man kicks the bucket. That sounds harsh, I know but it's Harry we're talking about. His father is an asshole to him and Harry is entitled to his opinions.
Other than him taking the basic classes, he's also the one taking the FCS classes meaning child development, interior design, and cooking class. They're all really easy classes and they bring out the softer side in Harry which I just adore.
MJ and I have a few of the same classes although since she's taking more of an English route with creative writing and public speaking, our schedules don't match up where we actually have the same class that period. I don't know if I've told you this but MJ is actually a intern for J. Jonah Jameson. Gross right? She doesn't know about the whole Spiderman thing though so I can't tell her just to quit because of Jameson slandering the Amazing Spiderman name. So she's a journalist and sadly she works with Eddie who does the photography. I don't understand how she can put up with her job. With an asshole of a boss and Eddie? How can she handle working with Eddie? That part really confuses me.
Enough about that hipster photographer that thinks he's superior to everyone, the one period that MJ and Harry do have together is lunch and we always get a booth for the three of us. Harry came from cooking which was on the first floor, so he was always the one getting our booth. I searched for him in the cafeteria and once I made eye contact with him he had a bright smile on his face.
Walking over to him, I noticed that he had food left over from cooking which he usually gave to me. "We made lasagna today and since I know it's your favorite, here you go. I made it all by myself since my partner is out with the flu, so it's going to taste like perfection," Harry told me as I sat down next to him and he already got me a fork and napkin.
"Thank you Harry," I said taking a bit as MJ walked over and sat down.
"Really, Peter gets to eat it all. You know I'm your fake girlfriend, I think I deserve some loving too. That's just cold Harry," MJ joked as she searched for her lunch money.
"You can have a bit, I don't mind," I said gesturing for her to take the fork.
"No, no you eat it. Harry clearly doesn't care about me. You eat that lasagna that was made with gay love. I can't eat it," she said taking out her money.
"Wow MJ, that hurts you don't want to eat my gay lasagna," Harry laughed as they both got up to get their food.
"You two are such losers," I stated as MJ looked back to me sticking out her tongue before getting in the lunch line. God I need new friends.
As I was enjoy my lasagna which as Harry said was perfection, I saw Wade looking around the cafeteria like he was trying to find someone. Dear god, please don't let it be me. He made eye contact with me and he waved at me as he started to making his way over to our booth. Shit, go away. Please. I haven't told Harry about you yet and I doubt he's going to like you.
"Peter, hey mind if I sit here? Of course you don't," he laughed sitting across from me as Harry and MJ were making their way back. "Hey, thanks again buddy for letting me bunk with you guys. Are you free tonight by chance?" He asked me as I looked over to Harry who looked completely confused and kind of agitated that Wade was sitting here.
"Actually, my boyfriend Harry is making dinner for me," I told him stressing the word boyfriend so much that he'd be an idiot, if he didn't get the hint.
"Sweet, can I join you guys?" He asked as Harry was finally in range to hear the conversation.
"No, I don't know who you are but no," Harry answered sitting down slightly slamming his tray down as he looked back between Wade and me. "Who's this?" He asked getting defensive over me quickly. MJ didn't seem to care as she sat down right next to him and shrugged. She just ate her food while the tension rose around us.
"Harry, I've been meaning to tell you. I found our fourth roommate for DC. This is Wade Wilson, he didn't have anyone else so he ask to join us and I gladly said yes. Wade this is my boyfriend Harry Osborn and my best friend Mary Jane Watson. They're the other two staying with us during the trip," I said hoping Harry wouldn't exploded.
"Why him? I don't like the vibe I'm getting from him. All the rumors about him too. Peter, they say he's a bit of a nutcase. You know not right in the head," Harry whispered to me.
"It's fine. We'll talk about him later. Give him a chance, alright?" I said back to him knowing I was lying to myself. This guy was hitting on me and I didn't know what to do. Would I ever like him? No, Harry is my world and we're not having MJ give up her weekends to play "girlfriend" for Norman just for me to screw everything up.
"Wade, I heard that Mr. Howlett was looking for you. Apparently you were messing with the machines, either way. He's super pissed off right now and you'd better get down there," Scott Lang said coming over to our table and he was literally like an angel sent from heaven.
"Well, I'm about to get attacked by the wolverine that we all know lurks inside of Mr. Howlett's soul. I'll catch up you later Peter," he said grabbing his stuff and going. God bless.
"I don't like him. The way he looks at you, it's just irritating," Harry complained and he was in the right to.
"I know, don't worry. You're the one I want and I already have you," I told him kissing his cheek as MJ fake gagged.
"Straight love. Gay love. Lesbian love. It's all gross," she remarked as Harry rolled his eyes and gave my hand a squeeze under the table.
"Sorry MJ, does our homesexual affection bother the asexual?" Harry questioned as they went to teasing each other back and forth.
"Hey, my hatred for public affection has nothing to do with my asexuality, so I'd watch it buddy," she responded back and they continued their banter while I just ate my lasagna. If it wasn't for the fact that Harry is too gay to function, the two of them would be dating and I'd be third wheeling it.
What am I talking about? I'm third wheeling it right now. They don't even mean to exclude me from the conversation, it just happens. I don't mind it though. Harry and MJ are happy so I'm happy.
Since they were way too caught up in their conversation, they didn't even notice that Eddie was making his way over here. Great, what does he want? More blackmail pictures with Wade and me together?
"Mary Jane, hey can I ask you something?" He asked coming over very tense his voice cracking a bit.
"You just did," she laughed causing Eddie to force a laugh. Wow, this sight is pleasant to watch.
"Oh you," he said giving her a slight punch on the arm. "Anyways, are you free to work on an article together, tonight? You can come over to my place and help me pick the pictures. I hate going straight to Jameson about it, I'd like your opinion on my pictures," he asked and it seems to me someone has a little crush on MJ. I mean who hasn't, but it was hilarious coming from Eddie Brock himself.
"Are you sure your friends won't mind that you're hanging out with me?" She asked looking over to see the Plastics sitting at their table they've claimed since day one freshman year.
"Yeah, they don't care too much about me anyway. You're a cool girl and all, they won't mind me hanging out with you. Parker, though, that's a different story," he stated laughing at his failed attempt at a joke.
"Scram Eddie, she doesn't want to go out with you," Harry butted in as MJ turned directly to him looking kind of upset.
"Hey, you don't get to speak for me. Eddie, I'd love to hang with you," she said and I couldn't tell if she really meant it or if she was just doing it to spite Harry.
"Great, I'll pick you up after dinner, see you then," he responded and then quickly running off. I turned around to see him doing some kind of stupid happy dance or something, if you'd call that dancing.
"Eddie? Eddie Brock, really MJ?" I asked completely confused.
"Oh shut up, I don't like the kid. We need a new article and I've got nothing. Don't worry, I'm still your fake girlfriend Harry," she smiled at us and we both know that was crap.
"Bullshit.." Harry coughed and MJ just rolled her eyes.
Now let me think this through, MJ most likely, likes Eddie and Eddie clearly likes MJ. Also, I've got Wade Wilson trying to get with me and I don't think he's going to stop anytime soon. Well this lunch has been fun, not. Although, I did get some pretty damn good lasagna.