Peter Parker was your new best friend, that was the problem. He was your friend. You had a wee bit of a crush on him. It started in math class where you sat next to him as you worked on a problem together. Your hands touched and your face grew warm.
Why am I blushing! You think to yourself. You didn't move your hand instead you waited for him to do so and after an absentminded lingering he pulled back. You elbowed him in the gut for no apparent reason.
"Ouch, that hurt!" he put his hand on his side and winced.
You laugh. "Oops" You mutter, shrugging. You put your elbow on his shoulder and continued to work on the problem. "X= 32," you say, "Y is 50" he nodded, agreeing with you.
"Why are you getting better than me!" He pouted. It was cute when he did that, how his cheeks puffed out a little bit and how his brow scrunched up.
Laughing you blushed then disregarded the thoughts. Peter was your friend, that was it. Everything between you too would always be strictly platonic, but then when he gave you that look with his large brown doe eyes you wanted it to be more than that. Sadly you didn't think it would happen; He liked Mary Jane.
A/N: Thank you readers again. By this time you know the drill. Enjoy and don't forget to follow and comment! I love feedback especially on a first fic like this. And in case I forgot to mention, Peter does not have his powers yet. Ben is still alive for now.