-Sienna's POV-
"Bye Happy see ya!" I hopped out of the car before anyone noticed.
Friday of the second week of school, three weeks until the next decathlon competition, one week until Winter Formal, four weeks until the official launch of 'S', twelve ish hours until I was at the compound.
I hadn't heard from "Team Cap" (Ned named them not me) since and they stuck to their promise that they would leave. I also hadn't heard from Ross, but it's only been a week or so since they broke out and I should be the last person he would ask (hopefully).
"Morning loser." MJ was leaning up against my locker.
"Good morning." I grabbed some books out of my locker, "We don't have decathlon practice today right? Cause jazz band wants to run through more song."
"Not officially I guess, some of us are going to be hanging up posters for our fundraiser." MJ told me.
Oh yeah, we had a fundraiser bake sale next week everyday after school.
"Don't worry I'm sure everyone forgot. But between you and Flash I'm sure you guys can cover the cost of the team for the next ten years." MJ said.
"What do you mean between me and Flash?" I asked confused. I knew Flash had money, but was it well known that he had money?
"His dad owns some engineering company, the kid is rich. Like not Stark rich, but enough that his dad wasn't too mad when he crashed his car." MJ told me, "I gotta go talk to the office about all the fundraising details. Being a captain is hard."
"See ya." Just as she left Ned and Peter came up. Ned gave Peter a small shove.
"Hi Sienna!" Ned almost shouted.
"Jeez, someone's in a good mood." I laughed, "Good morning guys. What's in your hands Peter?"
He seemed confused for a second then quickly said, "Oh these, are these, the thing in my hands, they're cookies! Uh, May made them and told me to bring them to you guys." He pointed to Ned and I, "Before I ate them all. Apparently it's not healthy to eat three batches of cookies on your own."
"I don't know that seems like the exact definition of health." I joked, "But I love her cookies they're amazing."
"Yeah, they're snickerdoodles." Peter said.
"My favorite!" The five minute bell rang just as I grabbed two of the cookies, "Oh shoot I gotta ask MJ something before class starts. See ya in class!"
-Peter's POV-
"Yeah see ya." I waved as Sienna ran off.
"Dude. Seriously? I set it up perfectly. Now you lost two of the cookies!" Ned said.
"I panicked okay!" I whispered, making sure no one else would hear me, "And anyways I can still buy her her ticket so it'll be fine."
"Why are you panicking, you are Peter Parker, you're," He whispered, "You're Spider-Man and she knows it. Why wouldn't she want to go to the dance with you!"
"Shhh. Keep it down okay? I just, I may be who I am but she's Sienna Stark. What if I'm being dumb in doing this?" We started to walk to class, "What if she doesn't feel the same way or something? She didn't even look twice at the cookies. I can't do this."
"Stop doubting yourself! C'mon Peter, you have literally rescued her from HYDRA, what more could she want!" Ned said, still a bit too loud for my liking.
"She's not some damsel in distress, she actually almost brought down an entire building with her mind, but yeah but what if she wants Spider-Man and not, Peter Parker." The final bell rang, "See ya Ned."
"You better do it Peter! I believe in you!"
Lunch came around and I still was anxiously waiting for Sienna to show up. She usually arrived with MJ but as MJ came to our usual table, Sienna wasn't with her.
"Where's Sienna?" I asked quickly.
"Hello to you too." MJ pulled her sketchbook from her table, "And she said something about buying a ticket, she ran to buy it so she's probably already at the front of the line."
"Oh." I said. I started to panic even more. Both of my plans to ask her to the dance fell apart in about four hours.
"What are you going to do!?" Ned shouted, "This is a mess!"
"Calm down," MJ said, "Actually, maybe don't this is great for drawing. Two people in crisis, what a gift."
"Hey, c'mon, I'm not in crisis at all."
"What do you mean calm down!" Ned said to MJ.
"She clearly likes Peter, anyone can see that, just suck it up and ask her already." MJ never looked up from her sketchbook.
"Wait what do you mean?" I pulled the sketchbook away from MJ so she would look up.
"I mean that she clearly likes you, shockingly. If you need a chance to ask her stay after school and help me put up posters, she's going to be working on stuff for her band in jazz class. I think she'll finish while you're still there." MJ said, "Now give me back my stuff."
I was about to ask more questions but Sienna coming towards us.
-Sienna's POV-
Finally I had gotten my ticket for the dance next week. Thank goodness I did it this week since next week they would go up twenty more dollars, and they were already at forty dollars!
Yeah it didn't really affect me but that seemed overpriced for a school dance.
I was walking towards our lunch table, Peter stole MJ's notebook and she gave him a death glare. He was probably going to regret that later.
"Guess who finally got their ticket!" I sat down next to Peter and slung by bag off my shoulder.
"Wow, I'm so excited for the dance. Aren't you going MJ? How about you Peter." Ned asked.
"Yeah, yeah, I still have to get my ticket but I am going." Peter seemed off today.
"Hopefully you don't ditch this time." MJ kept doodling away.
"Hey that, that was." Peter got a bit red.
"Relax, she's just joking, and MJ is going too right?" I asked her.
"Yup, I'll be in the corner with all the food being disgusted by all the couples." She said, "Great drawing material."
"At least you'll enjoy yourself." I smiled. Slowly things were getting easier, I let my guard down more often, trained more, and I didn't get nightmares every night anymore. Life was going pretty great actually.
"Hey what's the principal doing here?" Ned asked.
Our heads all looked up and sure enough, our principal was scanning the room, odd.
Then it got odder, he walked towards our table.
"Sienna you're needed in my office." He said.
"Am I in trouble?" I asked, putting my stuff back into my bag.
"Not at all, just some necessary meeting." He said, "Hello Peter, Ned, Michelle, great work at the last decathlon competition. Looking forward to your next one."
"Thank you, actually we need some more grants that I think will greatly benefit us." MJ put down her pencil.
I was about to get up but Peter grabbed my hand real quick.
"Should I?" He asked, "It isn't anything that needs…"
"Probably not, I'll let you know. Paperwork stuff probably."
I followed Mr. Morrita down to his office, as I left the cafeteria went silent for a second, all their eyes were on me.
"Right here," He motioned for me to enter his office.
"I thought it was a meeting with you." I said before entering the office.
"Ms. Stark, I believe we've met."
It was General Ross.
Crap.
"Oh yes, I think we have. What are you doing at my school?" I asked.
"Take a seat, relax this is just a follow up. Pretty great school, one of the best in the nation." He said, "You know your dad's only intern goes to this school as well, do you know him?"
"Yeah, he's in some of my classes." I looked around, "But why are you here exactly? I'm going to be at the compound in about eight hours."
"I was in the area." He shrugged, "This is just a follow up as I said, this time without any distractions."
My phone suddenly started ringing.
"Sorry about that, oh it's my dad I better take this." I laughed nervously, "Hi dad."
"Sienna, is Ross there?" He asked.
"Yes, do you know why?" I was trying to be vague, Ross was taking notes.
"Okay look I'll be there in five minutes, Rhodey might get there before me. Stall."
He hung up.
"Are you ready now?" Ross asked, "I'm just going to ask a few questions."
"Sure, why not." I said, there was still ten minutes left of lunch. I could stall for some of that.
"Easy question: have your injuries healed completely?" He asked.
"For the most part, nightmares, but that's the mental injuries that take some time. But physically I'm fine." I was about to keep going but he asked his next question.
"Have you noticed any strange occurrences in any way?" He asked.
"Besides you showing up at my school, no. Things are just the way they've always been. Well except the compound is a bit lonelier." I told him, "Kind of miss all of them you know, they were almost like a second family."
Two more minutes of stalling.
"Speaking of which," He stopped taking notes for a second, "Were you aware they broke out of their prison? I believe you visited them once before."
I leaned forward, "What does this have to do with a follow up? I thought this whole thing was about why HYDRA kidnapped me. Have you found a motive yet?"
"We've been busy with the escapes." He leaned back. He was hiding something. I shoved my hands in my pockets just incase black smoke came out.
"Well, I cannot lie." I responded, "I haven't seen them, but I was not pleased with their conditions when I visited. War criminals or not."
"Their living conditions is not something you should be worried about. Now, let's go on to this question, there's only a couple more. Why did about the time right after Sokovia, about mid 2015, did you stop seeing your original doctor and start seeing Dr. Cho." He stated more than asked.
Just as I opened my mouth the door swung open.
"Hey, Ross. Fancy seeing you here." my dad said, "Now can I just ask, why are you at my kids school interrogating them?"
"Just a follow up." He packed up his stuff, "We were in the area. Kill two birds with one stone is all. We just finished actually."
Ross walked out the door.
"I want a copy of that report." Dad called out to him, "Either way I can access it so don't even bother hiding it."
"I'll send it over." Ross said, he did not sound happy.
Just then the bell rang.
"I was recording it." I held up my phone for proof, "I'll send it to you."
Once the bell rang announcing that, at least for 90% of the school, school had ended I ran out the door and immediately went to the band room.
While jazz ensemble did occasionally perform at football games, we were not a marching band. Even those few times we performed at football games we stood in the bleachers or went out on the field during halftime on a stage.
Inside the jazz ensemble there were several little bands, and our first concert was about two months away. That seemed like plenty of time but our goal was to finish five songs and we were still struggling with song number three.
"Let's run it again." I said after what felt like the millionth time going through it.
"Try not to squeak this time okay?" Our guitarist told me.
"It's not squeaking it's me just going up an octave accidentally." I told him.
It took thirty more minutes to finally somewhat nail the song.
"Hey guys guess what?" Our singer asked into the mic, "We're done! Pack up and let's get out of here!"
I was the last one to finish packing up since I was known for stacking the chairs we used. The hallway was mostly empty but I knew MJ and the rest of the decathlon team was somewhere Around the corner I heard Peter talking to himself. I was about to say hi but decided to eavesdrop a bit.
"Okay, you got this. Just ask her. C'mon Peter, you know her. Just gotta do it."
He wanted to ask someone, a her, to the dance? I stopped for a second and continued to eavesdrop.
"Hey Penis Parker!" Flash came from the other side of the hallway, "Who are you talking to?"
"Oh, uh I wasn't talking at all. Just hanging up posters like MJ said." Peter started to walk away but Flash grabbed the collar of his shirt to stop him.
"Nuh uh, I heard you. Don't deny it, you clearly want to get with Sienna, probably just for her money huh?" Flash spun Peter around. Obviously Peter could break out, but that kind of went against the whole secret identity. Either way I could step in at any point and no one would know what happened.
"What? Why would you think that?" Peter squirmed a bit, "Sienna is my friend, she's one of my best friends. She's nice and caring and smart."
"Exactly." Flash pushed Peter up against the wall, "So why do you think she would ever agree to go to the dance with someone like you?"
"Why do you even care?" Peter asked as Flash let go and started to walk away.
"Because, you quite honestly need to learn to stay in your lane. You're a loser, a nerd, a fake, all you want is attention ever since-"
I knew what Flash was going to say, ever since Peter's uncle died, ever since his parents died, there were several options for him to use. And he had no right to say them.
I stopped him from finishing his sentence by making him fall flat on his face. Super powers really came in handy.
I didn't stick around to see what his reaction was, but he never finished his sentence so I assume he just walked away embarrassed.
Are you still here? I texted MJ.
Yeah, I'm in the gym, about to leave though. -MJ
Normally, whenever I had my typical girl moments, I would talk to Wanda. I couldn't do that anymore so I guess MJ would have to deal with my freaking out.
However when I got to the gym, she wasn't there. Actually no one was there. The door opened behind me and instinctively I spun around and shot out my left hand in front of me and my right hand reached for my phone. I relaxed when I saw that it was just Peter.
"Easy, I come in peace." He raised his hands, "Actually I come for my backpack but also in peace."
"Sorry about that." I laughed a little, "Just instincts you know."
"It's all good." There was an awkward silence for a second.
"I heard you in the hallway."
"Did you make Flash fall?"
We spoke at the exact same time.
"Uh you first," I said, "And don't say 'no you first' or else we'll be here all day."
Peter looked down at his feet and walked towards me, "Uh so, thanks for making Flash fall."
"No one can prove it was me, maybe he's just clumsy." I faked innocence.
Peter smiled, I loved it when he smiled, it filled me with butterflies and made me feel like I was floating. I was learning to accept these feelings, and it felt nice to not deny them anymore.
"Well, um, you heard what we were talking about obviously. So," He looked back up at me, "I had this like, whole thing planned out. Actually I had two plans but they both sorta failed. I was going to ask you with May's snickerdoodles cause they're your favorite, but you ended up eating all of them before I could ask you so that kind failed. Not that it failed because of you! I just didn't ask you because I was nervous. And I was going to buy your ticket and all 'hey wanna go!' but you already bought your ticket so that wouldn't make sense at all. Who needs two tickets for one person? And now, I don't have anything planned." Peter stopped for a moment before continuing,
"Do you want to go to the dance with me?"
I didn't say anything for a second, I was too nervous to do anything. Everything I wanted was happening and I felt electric.
"Er, did I do something wrong? I'm so dumb I'm sorry I'll just go." Peter grabbed his backpack.
"Wait!" I said really loudly, "I would absolutely love to go to the dance with you."
"Seriously!" Peter smiled, "You aren't just saying that?"
"I've liked you for a really long time, before knowing you were, ya know," I whispered, "Spider-Man, and before the spider bite, I've been waiting for this moment since I met you."
I reached out and held his hand, we were inches apart, somehow I felt like there were even more butterflies in me.
He reached out and rubbed his thumb along the side of my face and pulled me in a bit closer. Was this actually going to happen? For real!
"Yes!" Ned shouted behind us and swung the gym doors open. MJ marched in right after him and dragged him out.
"Uh, my ride's here." I said quickly stepping back. The moment was gone but it was perfectly fine, "See you Monday?"
"Yeah, totally."
A/N: Hello again! So I'm going to set a little challenge to myself to update this story every week and let's just see how that goes. Also, I may or may not be starting another story that will line up with this story for Infinity War so let me know if that's something you guys would be interested in! As always, please comment and give any feedback. Thank you so much for following, commenting, and favoriting, it really encourages me to keep writing. Have a great week!