A/N: England lost and I'm officially heartbroken… Like, you don't understand, this is devastating to me and I don't even know why because I didn't give a shit about footie until this. But I'm still proud of my boys!

School's out for me! Though, I do have work experience for the whole of next week so that takes up quite a bit of time. But I don't have to worry about homework or school pressures (but I should probably be revising for my mocks at the end of the year but I won't lol). Anyway, just so you know updates probably won't increase over this time because I'm starting two new writing projects. I'm going to finally start my actual, original book (please check my profile for more detail) and I may or may not be starting another fanfiction. Hopefully, I'll be able to get my laptop fixed soon so I can stop using this crappy one, but we'll have to see about that.

Anyway, this chapter kicks of the Homecoming storyline! And it's not a long or action-packed chapter but, I can promise you one thing, it contains a lot of Ned.

Sorry if I don't get to your review! I'm supposed to be up early tomorrow and it's already tomorrow so I just wanna get this out! I also want to say sorry for anyone who has left me a PM, I'm terrible at replying to them and I just let them sit in my inbox because I just never get round to replying, I will try to get to yours at some point though!

Ahsoka101: the lyrics at the start of each chapter are usually different for each one, but I try to keep them vaguely relevant, but sometimes I just want to use lyrics I like. For example, the lyrics for this chapter is Wiped Out! By The Neighbourhood. If people would like, I could actually start specifying what songs and singers the the lyrics come from, if that's helpful.

Assbitch67: This story is a very slow burn and we still have many chapters until they actually get together because I love to elongate your suffering :)

iBananaCat: Just keep these incorrect quotes coming at me, because I live off of these things.

DarkLordofMemes: it's not coming home anymore… :(

Lucky Strike's alter ego: I love Billie Eilish too! a friend introduced me to her and I honestly fell in love with her music. My favourite songs by her would have to be either 'bitches broken hearts' or 'bellyache.'

Cats131011: Thank you so much for the sweet review, it means a lot to me!

Raise a glass to freedom: I have so much love for your reviews! They're always so long and fun to read and they honestly make my day! I've given you a whole lot to go with in this chapter: more Harry being everyone's fave, more Ned being a cutie and a lot of Michelle being suspicious. I have plans for the direction I'm going to take Adara and Tony's relationship in. He might pop up in the next chapter or the one after (idk, I don't plan these things) and that will be the start of them getting along again. However, it won't be until after Homecoming that he and Adara really mend their relationship. Anyway, thank you so much for the long review! It's always such a blessing to read it all!

Books-and-Cleverness-394: I got a four in my end of year test, which I think is a pass, but my mom was not happy about it. I'm doing higher and it's so hard, I'm hoping they move me down to foundation for end of year because, whenever my friends talk about it, it seems way easier compared to the higher paper. And don't even get me started on my teacher who spends weeks on the easy stuff and then half a lesson on the difficult stuff. Ugh, I hate her. Good luck on your results! I'm sure you'll have done fine, luckily I didn't do history but I took geography (which I'm weirdly good at) but it's still such a rush, my hand felt like it was going to fall off by the time I finished my end-of-year exam. Anyway, thanks for the review! And good luck for results day!

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Reminder: In the last chapter, it was back to school and then some stuff happened with a weapons dealer or something (I forgot whoops) but it was very exciting.


"Lost and afraid

Young and innocent

But getting older"


A WEEK AND A HALF LATER

After the first day back and the incident with the weapons dealer, it hadn't taken long for Adara to get back into the swing of things. She had miraculously managed to avoid getting into any fights and had only landed herself one detention, though she didn't get why she had got it because Flash hadn't done the homework either. Over the past week and a bit, Adara had found that it was much easier to get into trouble and not feel guilty about it. Flash's face had suddenly become more punchable and the homework teachers were setting seemed pointless. She wondered whether it was because she no longer had Steve and Natasha to tell her off if she got into trouble and Tony was too busy most of the time.

"Adara?" Said Harry, "come on, we're gonna be late otherwise."

"Who cares?" She said, taking a bite out of her toast before cringing, "this has way too much butter on it."

"Unlike you, Adara," he said, "my dad would kill me if I was late for the third time this week," he looked at her, "if you don't like the toast then don't eat it but let's go."

She rolled her eyes and grabbed her backpack, the school was either a twenty minute walk away or a five minute drive but being driven risked Norman joining them and Harry didn't want that.

Before they left, Harry paused and stared at the garage.

"I wish you would fix that bloody motorbike," he said, "then you could drive us to school."

"Yeah, the school would love it I, a fifteen-year-old sophomore, drove a motorbike to school with you, the same age and in the same grade, sitting behind me."

"Adara, you're a shapeshifter."

"It's not even working," she shrugged, "it's not like I can fix it."

"Let me try."

She laughed at him, dismissing the idea instantly, "no, you're not touching it. You'd make it worse."

"So you're just gonna let a broken motorbike sit in the garage for God knows how long?"

"I'll find a way to fix it," she told him shortly as they waited to cross the road.

"I know someone who could fix it without making it worse," Harry said slyly.

"Who?" She said before realising, "wait, I know who you're talking about and, yeah, no fucking way am I gonna get Tony to help."

"Oh, come on!" He said, "I'm sure he'd do it. When was the last time you spoke to him?"

"Over the weekend when I went to the compound in which I chucked a pizza box at his head."

"Why?"

"He got pineapple on pizza and I hadn't slept in three days."

He rolled his eyes, "fine, fine, but you've gotta do something with that motorbike eventually."

Twenty or so minutes later, they got to the school on time and Adara headed off to her locker.

"Rise and shine, Midtown Science and Technology," Adara rolled her eyes as Betty Brant's voice came from the tv showing the 'midtown news,' which she found to be incredibly awkward, "don't forget about your homecoming tickets."

Homecoming? Adara wasn't aware of a homecoming but, then again, she had never really cared before about what was going on around school. And, still, she had no interest in going.

"Do you have a date for Homecoming?" Asked Jason Ionell, the other 'news' anchor.

"Thanks, Jason, but I already have a date."

Did they have to take a date? More reason not to go. Who would Adara even go with? Flash was crushing on her for a while, but that ended awkwardly after he took her out on a 'date' and then Hydra had… she shivered, cutting off the memory. Who else? Harry? No way, plus she had a small feeling he was gay. Ned? The boy was funny, but she had no interest in him like that. Peter? Her mind went back to the kiss and she instantly dismissed the idea. Plus, he liked Liz anyway.

She glanced behind her, spotting Michelle who was reading a book while managing to effortlessly make her way through the crowded corridor without bumping into one person despite not even looking up. Knowing that she had the bookworm for her first period, Adara closed her locker and made her way over to her.

"Hey, Michelle," she greeted.

"Hi," she said simply, not looking at her, "Liz told me to tell you that she's having a party tomorrow night and you're invited."

"Tomorrow night?" Adara thought about it, "I'm busy."

Finally, she looked up and stared at her through calculating, brown eyes. "With what?"

Adara shrugged, "stuff." Tomorrow night, Adara had a weapons dealer meeting to spy on. She hoped that, by spying on this meeting, she could find a way to get to the real sources of the weapons and put a stop to it all. Besides, even if she could go to the party, she wouldn't anyway.

After a few more seconds of looking at her, Michelled nodded to herself, "okay, I don't really care." But she was suspicious of something, even Adara could tell that. However, she forgot almost all about it as they got to their first period and began to work.


When lunch finally rolled around, Harry had gone off to the library, the nerd, so it was just Ned, Peter, her and Michelle, sitting down the end of the table, surrounded by a pile of books, absorbed in her reading. Ned and Peter were talking about something, though she wasn't really listening as she pushed her food around her tray, not really that hungry. She remembered back to when she lived with Natasha and Steve and, when he had the time in the morning, the blonde supersoldier would make her lunch and, surprisingly, they were always fairly good. Adara sighed softly and pushed away the memory, focusing back on the conversation going on between the two.

She wished she hadn't.

"Did Liz get a new top?" Peter asked Ned.

"No," said the other boy, shaking his head, "we've seen that before, just never with that skirt."

Adara glanced over her shoulder to see Liz Allan, captain of the Academic Decathlon team and leader of the Homecoming committee, hanging up a large, homecoming banner with the help of her friend, Betty Brant. She rolled her eyes, turning back to look at her two friends.

"We should probably stop staring before it gets creepy," said Peter and Adara scoffed, at least he was self aware.

"Too late," said Michelle, "you guys are losers," she glanced at Adara, "I don't get how you hang out with these guys."

Adara drank some of her water and nodded, agreeing with Michelle, "yeah, me neither."

"Hey!" Protested Ned, "you're the one sitting with us."

"Because I don't have any friends," said Michelle simply and the other three agreed that that was probably a fair point.

As Michelle turned away, Adara attempted to steer the conversation away from Liz. "So, homecoming, how does that work? Do you have to take a date or something?"

"I don't think you have to," said Ned, "but you probably should. Peter and I couldn't get dates," Peter looked slightly offended by this but didn't say anything, "but you probably could, Adara."

She snorted, "with who?"

"Flash," Ned laughed at the expression on the girl's face, "or maybe Harry."

"No to both," she said dismissively, "plus, Harry probably wouldn't even want to go with me."

"No, probably not," agreed Ned.

"Why not?" Asked Peter, looking between the two of them.

"It would be too weird. Plus, I'm not the only one who gets a gay vibe from Harry, right?"

"No, no," said Ned, "I get that too!"

Peter rolled his eyes, disbelieving, and went on, "I'm too busy to go to Homecoming anyway."

"What? With the Stark Internship?" Asked Ned, looking a little disappointed. Adara glared at him, was his whole life dedicated to Spiderman or something? Or was there another reason he didn't want to go? Actually, Adara figured it out, there was a different reason.

He shrugged, "it's just, you know, what if Mr Stark needs me? I can't-"

"Pete doesn't want to go because he thinks Liz would never say yes to a guy like him," said Adara, straight of the bat with no hesitation, earning her a glare from him.

"What? No!" He denied.

"It makes sense," said Ned.

"Don't side with her!" He exclaimed.

"I would just ask her, Pete," said Adara with a shrug, "the worst thing she could say is no. plus, she's too nice anyway, if she did you down, which is likely, she would do it in the nicest possible way."

Peter clenched his jaw, "I'm too busy to go," he insisted, "and it's not just because I can't go with Liz. It's the internship," he gave Adara a hard glare but, unlike her own, it didn't affect her.

"Sure, Pete," she smiled sweetly at him just as the bell rang, signalling the end of lunch hour.

The rest of the school day passed fairly quickly after that and it wasn't long until school was over and Adara found herself in Academic Decathlon practice, not answering any questions because they were all science related. She reckoned the only reason she was on the team was because she was fluent in so many languages, because she was only just above average in her other subjects, and these guys were geniuses at them all.

"What is the heaviest, naturally occurring element?" Asked Liz, ignoring Adara who was busying herself by scratching a French swear word into the table.

Charles Murphy dinged the bell, "hydrogen's the lightest," he said it with the utmost confidence and Adara rolled her eyes, "that's not the question."

"Uranium!" Said Abraham.

"That is correct," said Liz, smiling warmly, "thank you, Abraham. Please open your book to page ten," Adara did so, lazily flicking through the pages before overhearing a conversation between Peter and Mr Harrington.

"Peter, it's nationals," said the science teacher, rather annoyed, "is there no way you could take one weekend off?"

"I can't go to Washington because if Mr. Stark needs me, then I have to make sure I'm here."

Adara sighed, feeling a little bad for Peter. He had gotten so excited by the fight at the airport and she knew that he was desperate for more adventures. He was just waiting for Tony to give him something more 'superhero' like to do and, for Adara, it had reached a point where she wished he'd give him something to do, so he would calm down a little. Plus, Peter was a whiz when it came to all things science, so even Adara realised that the team needed him for nationals. While she pretended not to care about nationals and the Academic Decathlon in general, her competitive spirit was really getting to her and she would like to win.

"You've never even been in the same room as Tony Stark," said Flash from where he was sitting and reading.

"Wait," said Cindy Moon, "what's happening?"

"Peter's not going to Washington," said Sally Avril, glaring at the said boy.

"No, no, no, no," said Cindy, clearly also not impressed with this.

Abraham dinged his bell, "why not?"

Liz looked at him and it was the only time Adara had ever seen her looking annoyed. She supposed it was proof that this girl wasn't always constantly nice and polite. "Really?" She said, "right before nationals?"

"He already quit marching band and robotics lab," said Michelle, only looking up from her book when everyone turned to stare at her, "I'm not obsessed with him, I'm just very observant." That was true, Adara thought as she drank a gulp of water, almost too observant. She eyed Michelle carefully.

"Flash, you're in for Peter," said Liz and Adara could clearly see Peter looking a little sad at Liz's coldness towards him.

"Oof, I don't know," said Flash, "I gotta check my calendar first. I've got a hot date with Black Widow coming up."

Adara nearly spat out her water at the statement, but only Peter saw her and smiled as she wiped away a bit of water that was dribbling down her chin. He smiled in amusement, but she didn't see him, too busy laughing at Flash.

Abraham dinged his bell again, "that is false."

"What did I tell you about using the bell for comedic purposes?" Scolded Mr Harrington, but everyone was too distracted by the giggling Adara.

"Come on, Flash," said Adara, "you really are into girls that could beat you up." Referencing the time in Middle School where she had beaten him in a fight.

The rest of the team laughed and Flash just glared at her.

When school was finally over, Peter was the first out, and Adara and Ned followed out at a much slower pace.

"He's been really busy lately," said Ned, "with the Stark Internship and all, but he never really talks about it."

"I know," said Adara, digging through her bag to find her phone.

"Does he talk to you much about it? The internship, I mean."

"Not really," she lied, though she felt a little bit guilty, she and Ned had been friends since middle school now.

"Do you guys still do that self-defence training?" He asked, "every Friday? After school?"

"Oh, no, we stopped that after I had to move."

"You moved?"

"It's complicated," she shrugged, "I'm living with Harry now."

"Where? In Oscorp tower?"

"Oui," she nodded, "it's nice and Norman Osborne is…" she frowned, "okay. At least to me he is. Though, I can see why Harry complains about him a lot." Then again, she thought, she probably won when it came to the 'worst dad' competition, didn't she?

"What's he like?"

"He ignores Harry and then complains when he isn't up to his preferred standards," she sighed and shook her head, "he needs to make up his mind."

"He does sound a bit like a dick," said Ned, "anyway, see you."

Adara stopped, blinking in confusion, "you usually walk that way," she pointed in the direction she was going, "same way as me for a few more blocks."

He shrugged, "Peter told me he'd help build my lego death star," she smiled at him, amused, "don't laugh, Adara, there's a reason I didn't tell you."

"It is kinda funny," she shrugged, chuckling a bit before frowning, "I'm surprised Peter didn't wait for you though. Actually, I'm surprised he could find time for you in his oh-so-busy schedule."

Ned laughed, "yeah, me too. I'll just meet him when I get there."

"I think you're forgetting something, Ned."

"What?"

"You have to actually get the lego Death Star from your house before you build it at Peter's," she reminded him with a grin.

"Oh, right," he turned back in her direction, "yeah, that would make sense."

"You wouldn't want to forget the lego Death Star."

"Stop that."

"Stop what?"

"Saying 'Lego Death Star' like that!"

"I'm not saying it like that."

"You are! You still think it's funny!"

She laughed, "no I don't. It's cute."

"It is not!"

"It is too."


A few hours later

Peter, after a long afternoon out as Spiderman,climbed up the wall of his apartment building, but his mind was on the ATM robbery. Happy might have not listened to him, but he knew that something had been up with those weapons. He had never encountered them before and, from what they had done to Delmar's place, they were dangerous, especially in the hands of petty criminals. He had to get to the bottom of this and fast, before any more people got hurt.

As he reached his bedroom window, he waited until May walked out of view of his open-doored bedroom and opened the window a little wider. He climbed through the small gap, sticking to the ceiling and took of his mask, throwing it to the floor absentmindedly. Carefully and quietly, he crawled upside-down towards his bedroom door and shot a web at the door, using that to pull it shut. Still being as silent as possible, he dropped back to the ground and, double-checking that May couldn't see him through the tiny gap, closed the door fully, relaxing as it clicked into place.

Letting out a sigh of relief, he turned around and then froze.

Ned, who had just witnessed all of that, let the Lego Death Star fall out of his hands. It smashed to pieces on the floor but he hardly cared as he stared at his best friend in the iconic red and blue suit, completely gobsmacked.

"What was that?" Yelled May from the kitchen.

Panicked that she might walk in, Peter yelled back, "nothing! Nothing!"

"You're the Spiderman," said Ned, standing up, "from Youtube."

"No, I'm not," he took off his suit.

"You were on the ceiling," his friend said.

"No, I wasn't!" He denied but he could feel a part of his mind laughing at him, like that was going to work, Ned saw everything. Strangely enough, that part of his mind sounded a lot like Adara. "Ned, what are you doing in my room?"

"May let me in!" He exclaimed, "you said we were going to finish the Death Star!"

"You can't just bust into my room," he shot back and then panicked as the door opened.

It was May, laughing to herself as she blew the smoke out of her face using a towel, "that turkey meatloaf recipe is a disaster," she let her hair down, "let's go to dinner. Thai, Ned, you want Thai?"

"Yes," he said, but Peter was louder.

"No! He's a got a thing."

He went along with it, "a thing to do after…" he trailed off, they both stared at May doing their best to look as innocent as possible.

"Okay," May moved to leave, "you might wanna put on some clothes."

Peter nodded, grabbing his shirt and turning back to Ned when she shut the door.

"Oh, she doesn't know!" Ned realised.

"Nobody knows," he said, "well, I mean Mr Stark knows because he made my suit," he was bragging a bit there, but then he began listing off people. "And Adara knows, but that was by accident. And then Harry knows but that was because she told him-"

"Tony Stark made you that!" He shouted, but somehow whispered it at the same time. "Wait," he frowned, "Adara and Harry know? And I didn't?"

"It's complicated," he pulled his shirt back on.

"I'm your best friend!" He said, "and you hardly know Harry! Hell, you hardly like him."

"He only knows because Adara told him, I said that. I didn't want him to know."

"How does Adara know? How long has she known?"

"Since just before summer," he shooed the question away, "I'm not really allowed to tell you how, she'd kill me. But-"

Ned's mind was racing, he wouldn't stay on one subject. "Wait, so Tony Stark knows?" Peter nodded and Ned gaped, "does that make you an Avenger?"

"Well," he thought about it, "yeah, basically."

Ned's heart couldn't handles this, as he gripped onto his bunkbed, "oh, dude."

Peter raced up to him, "you can't tell anyone about this, you've gotta keep it a secret."

"A secret? Why?"

"Because if she found out that people tried to kill me every night, she wouldn't let me do this anymore!" He stared at his gobsmacked friend, "come on, Ned, please!"

"Okay, okay," he thought about it, "okay, okay, okay, okay. I'll level with you," there was a pause, "I don't think I can keep this a secret! This is the greatest thing that has ever happened to me, Peter!"

"May cannot know," he told him very seriously, "I cannot do that to her right now, you know?" He was referencing Ben, Ned knew that. "You know, everything that's happened with her. I-" he took in a breath, "please."

Ned understood that his friend was being genuine and nodded, "okay."

"J-just swear it," Peter said.

"I swear."

"Thank you."

"Yeah."

Peter ran his fingers through his hair, "I can't believe this is happening to me right now."

Ned thought he would try his luck, "can I try the suit on?"

"No-"

"How does it work? Is it magnets? How do you shoot the strings? How does Adara know? Did you tell her? Was it the same way I found out? Wait, if she found out just before summer, wasn't she in Vienna or something? Wasn't that when you first got the internship? Wait-"

"Look," Peter did not want to get into the rabbit hole that was Adara, "I'll tell you about this in school tomorrow, okay?"

"Great," said Ned as Peter hurried him out the door, "wait then, how do you do this and the Stark Internship?"

Peter gave him a look, "this is the Stark internship."

It took Ned a second, but then he went, "oh!" In realisation.

Peter hurried him out the door and closed it shut behind him. He put his face in his palms. Adara was going to kill him.


"Maybe try bashing it with this," Adara handed Harry a hammer, but he quickly discarded it on the side.

"This is careful science, Adara, you can't just bash it with a hammer." For once, they were in Harry's area of expertise, as he carefully analysed the strange, glowing object they had extracted from the weapon dealer's gun, an effort that had taken him a while.

"Why not?" She frowned, almost disappointed, "what are you even trying to do?"

"I'm looking at it," he said, "and the weapon it came from," he pointed at it, "if you see here, the glowing thing was attached to-"

He was cut off by Adara's loud, rude and unattractive impression of a snore as she sat on top of one of the lab tables.

"Will you get down from there?" He asked, getting slightly annoyed, "and stop acting like such an asshat and take a look at this."

She rolled her eyes and did so,getting up close and squinting at it, "I can't see."

He looked at her and then back at the thing, quickly getting distracted. "Wait a second," he grabbed a pen and a notepad and wrote 'ABC' down in capital letters and then in smaller letters underneath, before holding it close to her face. "How well can you read that?"

She shoved the notepad away from her face, "not at all when you're shoving it against my nose like that."

He stood back by around half a feet and gestured for her to read.

"Well, I know what the letters are," she said, "but they're just blurry. Like that small c looks more like a small e and I'm not entirely convinced that's a B." She thought more about it, "and is that really an A?"

He frowned and took a few steps back, "how about now?"

She shrugged, confused to what he was doing, "blurry, if I didn't know what the letters were then I wouldn't be able to read it."

He took a few more steps back.

"It's okay now," she said, "still blurry but I guess I can read it."

He put the notepad down, "I think you're long-sighted."

"Huh?" She blinked.

"You can't see things that are close to the eye clearly," he frowned, "you do squint a lot in class."

She shrugged, "I used to borrow Peter's glasses but then he stopped wearing them. But I'm managing, I don't need glasses."

He snickered, "yeah, you do."

She glared, folding her arms, "no, I do not! How lame would it be if the Bluebell was seen out there, kicking ass in a pair of glasses," she pulled a face.

"Oh, get over it," he said, "you could just wear contact lenses." She rolled her eyes.

Then, her phone started ringing. Glad the conversation was over, Adara took it out of her pocket and was surprised to see that it was Ned who was ringing. Usually, he just texted. Wait, wasn't he supposed to be building a Lego Death Star with Peter right now? Or had he gone home? Shrugging to herself, she moved to pick up the phone.

"Hey," he snapped, "not in here, go outside in the corridor. No phones in the lab."

"Okay, okay," she said, "fils de pute," she muttered that last part to herself as she left the lab to pick up the phone, "Hey, Ned-"

She was cut off by an over-excited teenager, "Adara! Adara!"

"c'est mon nom," she said, "can I help you or are you just going to keep shouting?"

It was the latter. "Adara! I know about Peter!"

"What about him?"

"That he's the Spiderman!" He exclaimed.

Adara paused, "how do you…"

"How do you know?" He asked before she could even finish the sentence.

"It's complicated," she said, "is-"

But Ned wasn't planning on letting her speak, "why didn't you tell me? What do you mean 'it's complicated' because that's what Peter said too? Why can't you tell me? I'm your friend! We've been friends since middle school, so you have to tell me."

Oh, Jesus, Adara Thomas was going to kill Peter Parker.


A/N: Not a long enough chapter in my opinion, but I just wanted to get you guys into the swing of homecoming now that it's officially begun. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I didn't expect there to be so much Ned but here we are. Onwards and upwards from here but, in the meantime, let's look at some of out very funny incorrect quotes.

Adara: I feel only one emotion. Anger.

Peter: You texted me a hundred heart emojis last night.

Adara: Out of anger.

And another one!

Adara: and I said if I didn't become a star by thirty-five, I would just become a serial killer.

Ned: …

Ned: Well, girl, how old are you, I'm getting nervous.

Next chapter: Ned is officially in on Peter's secret, and it's time to go to Liz's party while Adara goes and checks out a weapon's dealer meeting…

QUESTION! So, I'm torn between two here. What should Peter and Adara's ship name be?

Petara

Or

Spiderbell?

Please tell me in review which one you prefer!