Notes: I wrote this a while ago. It is five am now. Enjoy.

Rating: T (for blood and injuries).

Summary: "What happened—" she nearly asks, but there's no need to. The sight she sees as she turns back to face her two idiot friends is nothing short of horrifying, as Peter is gushing blood. The same blood that's on his hands, as well as Ned's.

"Peter!" Michelle yelled, as soon as she sees her boyfriend fall down the flight of stairs. In a instant, she's racing after him with Ned, and is kneeled beside the teen. "Are you okay?" She asks, dropping her books beside her.

Peter, in response, just winces and groans. She hadn't seen anything happen to his wrists or ankles during the fall, so sprains are out of the question, but she still has to be sure.

"Yeah," the boy finally grounds out. Ned's nudging him, trying to get him to sit up, and trying to remove his head from his hands, but it doesn't seem to be working. "I'm fine. I'm okay, MJ."

She raises an eyebrow at this, obviously doubtful, but drops the issue nonetheless. Instead, she's glancing around the staircase, trying to figure out what the hell happened, because there's no way Peter could be that clumsy, but there's very few people around; like, some transfer students, a few ninth grades, and Betty, and ...and Brad.

'Brad,' she thinks to herself. 'That idiot, she's going to kill him.'

But, then, she hears Ned swear, and Peter groan, and she turns back to the task at hand.

"What happened—" she nearly asks, but there's no need to. The sight she sees as she turns back to face her two idiot friends is nothing short of horrifying, as Peter's nose is slightly twisted, has a crimson line across it, and is gushing blood. The same blood that's on his hands, as well as Ned's.

"Shit, I think your nose is broken," Ned says to his best friend, from his spot beside the girl. Usually, she'd cut in, and say something sarcastic like "No shit, nerd!" but she's way too worried right now. She knew Peter was injured after the place crash on Coney Island, and she saw him after fighting Mysterio, so she knows he gets hurt, but still. She's never been good with blood, and there is a lot of it right now.

Clearing the panic from her mind, she takes a deep breath and steadies herself. Then, seeing as Ned's helping Peter up and giving his hoodie so he can put pressure on his injury, she takes to picking up his things, before combining his with hers, and packing them up. She prefers to carry her books in her hands, but obviously can't do that right now, as they have to be free to help Peter.

By the time she's finished and turns back around with Peter's backpack on her shoulder, he's standing up and resting against Ned, with the hoodie still pressed up against the broken bone.

"Dizzy," Ned whispers, as his eyes meet hers. She nods understandably, and it seems to take forever, as they're standing there, waiting for the superhero's spinning vision to subside, but it does and she places a hand on his back in an effort to calm him down and reassure him, though she has no way how the hell to.

"Ready?" She questions, and Peter looks up at her in response. His face looks a little better now, with the blood half dry and his nose slightly puffed up, but, still. Aside from the rather large cut above his left eyebrow, he's not bleeding freely.

"Yeah." He nods and sniffs, before wincing, and resting his head on her shoulder. Ned's walking ahead of them, leading the way to the nurse's office, and occasionally sneaking glances at them, but she doesn't care. 'If this is part of being a girlfriend,' Michelle thinks, 'then maybe she won't be that bad.'

I'm open to requests, but please be specific. ;)