So, this story came to me after I just binged watched the holy hell out of the first two seasons of Riverdale, great show, great show. Basically, this will be a story where before Veronica came to Riverdale, she met and befriended Peter. Now originally, I was going to have it that Veronica was attending Midtown High, but I decided to change things up a bit and have it that Peter got into The Spence School by way of a transfer because of his grades. No idea if that's even possible but I say fuck it.

This will be strictly a Peter x Veronica pairing with the ever-troublesome drama of a love triangle thrown into the mix of it because, Parker Luck.

This chapter and the next ten or so will be set before Veronica moved to Riverdale and it'll continue to go from there. Just a quick heads up, half the time when we jump to Veronica's POV or Peter's when he does get to Riverdale, it won't be very exciting in terms of action because most of Peter's Rogues have no reason to go to Riverdale... key word there, most.

But expect serious feels none the less.

Disclaimer: I don't own any Marvel or Riverdale characters seen, mentioned or used.

Peter Parker at times really wise that his spider-sense would do more than simply go off when he was about to get hit, stabbed or shot or even when something super dangerous like a bomb was about to go off. He wishes this because more often than not, Peter will somehow walk into or more accurately get dragged into a series of events that while not dangerous to him in terms of lethality, still leave him exhausted, scarred and occasionally beaten if not in reality then metaphorically.

Right now, he was experiencing one of those times.

"Transferred?" Peter said with wide eyes as he sat down across from his Aunt May not longer after he got home from school and before he decided to sneak out for a quick patrol of the Big Apple.

"Yes, transferred" Aunt May said with a simple nod as she took a sip of her tea, at least Peter thinks it's tea, sweet tea to be exact.

Peter blinked several times as he stared at the calm expression of his aunt "Uhhh whhhhhhy?"

His Aunt frowned at this "Do I really have to explain why I'm having you transferred from a school that's been attacked at least nine times this pass year by a bunch of crazed criminals?"

"Oh…" Peter sounded before he shook his head "But Aunt May-"

"No buts Peter, I already sent in your application and they've accepted it" Aunt May said curtly as she took another sip of her drink before she reached over to her purse and pulled out the brochure for the new school that Peter will be attending next week.

Peter took the brochure and looked at it before his eyes widened at the name of the school "Spence?!"

"Yes, they also have a great science department, something I knew you'd love" Aunt May said with a pleased smile on her face as Peter scanned the brochure.

"B-But Aunt May, this is pretty much a private school! The cost alone wou-"

Aunt May held her hand up at this "That's already been taken care of"

Peter frowned at this "What do you mean? Better yet, how?"

"I have my ways" Aunt May said with a smirk on her face, causing Peter to stare at her with a blank look before she rolled her eyes "I called in a few favors…"

"Who owes you those kinds of favors?" Peter said with surprise.

"Spence's principle used to by my roommate in college" Aunt May said with a shrug "She's also part of my book club that I go to on Saturdays and we've been talking for the past few weeks about you attending her school in light of the recent incident at Midtown"

Peter sighed at this "Aunt May, it wasn't that ba-"

"Peter" Aunt May interrupted with a scowl "The Beetle, a criminal wanted in over three countries for murder, kidnapping and arson, had attacked your school and nearly killed seven people and crippled another three"

Peter winced at that "Yeah, b-but Spider-man was able to-"

"But that's the problem Peter" May said with her shoulders sagging "Spider-man won't always be there. One day, he's going to be on the other side of the city when the next crazy attacks that place and then what?"

'Well, that's unlikely to happen since I happen to be Spider-man' Peter thought with a sigh, but he couldn't deny that his Aunt made a good point.

Thanks to the frequent sightings of Spider-man near the school over the past year, several of his enemies have begun to suspect that Spider-man lived or even worked nearby and have since began to attack his school in the hope of drawing the wall crawler out or even kill him in his civilian persona. Thankfully no one has been killed in the past attacks, but Peter was willing to bet the next time he won't be so lucky, the last one caused by the Beetle was far too close.

After a few moments of silence, Peter let out a sigh of defeat and nodded "So, when do I start?"

"Next Monday" aunt May said, pleased that her nephew wont fight her on this, it was for the best.

Peter nodded at this as he sat up "Well, I better call Harry and Gwen and let them know that as of next week, I'll be a Spence kid"

Aunt May chuckled at this "Peter you'll be fine. Once more, Flash won't be there, so you'll have nothing to worry about"

"Yeah, instead of getting picked on by a bunch of jocks, it'll be the trust fund scouts" Peter said with an eye roll "And they'll have a field day with the classic 'nerdy poor kid attending rich kid school'"

"Peter, it's twenty eighteen, not two thousand three" Aunt May said with a chuckle.

Peter snorted at this as he grabbed his backpack off the floor and slung it over his shoulder as he made his way out of the kitchen "Tell them that"

"I'm sure you can pass the message on" Aunt May called back with a laugh "Don't forget, dinner's at seven"

"Yesssss Aunt May" Peter called back as he quickly made his way upstairs and to his room.

It wasn't until Peter got to his room and closed the door, and locked it as a precaution, that he let his grin fall and let it be replaced with a saddened look. He dropped the bag to the ground before he wandered over to his bed and collapsed with a huff.

"Great, just great…" Peter said as he stared up at the ceiling of his room with a scowl of annoyance.

He didn't want to leave Midtown High and moving schools won't stop the attacks on it either. Peter was willing to bet that his enemies will still be taking shots at Midtown until they begin to hear that Spider-man was spotted near Spence and start the cycle all over again and throw even more innocent people in danger.

'And give Jameson even more ammo to blast me with' Peter thought with an eye roll 'I can hear it now, Spider-man drags another school into the crossfire, this time with the children of Manhattan's elite…'

Peter inhaled and exhaled loudly before he sat up and rubbed the back of his head in aggravation before he went over to his bag and picked it up. He undid the zipper and reached in to pull out the red colored mask he wore as Spider-man, the white reflective lenses staring up at him. Peter examined his reflection for a moment before he shook his head and tossed the mask back into his bag before throwing said item on his bed and wandered over to his desk, filled with a bunch of textbooks, notebooks for both school and his late night activities and lap top.

The lap top wasn't new or state of the art like the ones from Stark, Alchemax or even Oscorp but thanks to a few additions and modifications that Peter has made to it with parts from a bunch of other computers, desktop or otherwise, and what he's bought from the nearby Best Buy over the months, it ran even better than any other laptop currently on the market that hadn't had several grand thrown into it for gaming…

"Note to self, improve resolution for Fortnite when given the chance" Peter mumbled to himself as he started up his computer, switched on his software's protective measures and quickly entered his password and logged in.

If Peter was going to be attending Spence next Monday, he might as well get to know the place, and figure out some routes he can take should he ever have to sneak out and go do Spider-man related stuff… or more likely avoid any new bullies he was certain to make there for being himself… and economically challenged.

"Oh Peter, your about to trade one class of harassment for another" Peter said as he began to read up on the school's classes and programs. After reading a few articles he let out a grim chuckle "At least they'll be intellectual peers, which means more creative and smart insults, hurraaaaay…"

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Several hours later, and after Aunt May fell asleep, Peter silently made his way out of his and his Aunt's apartment window, dressed in dark clothing to avoid being seen better, and made his way to the top of the building. Once he was sure no one was around that could see him, he quickly dressed into his red and blue Spider-man suit, webbed up his clothes and secured them somewhere safe, and leaped off the rooftop with an inhuman leap.

Peter let out a small breath as he let gravity bring his body towards the bustling street below and waited until the last moment before he shot off a web line. The line went taught and with Peter's built up momentum, swung only a few feet above the ever flowing traffic of taxis and launched himself into the air.

Peter contorted his body into a series of near impossible flips and acrobatic poses that put the greatest gymnasts in the world to shame as he soared through the air before he shot out another web line to swing from once he started to approach the ground again.

The next half went largely the same as Peter made his way from Queens and into Manhattan where his acrobatic stunts became more complex as he gained more air from the falls and launching himself off his web lines.

'Gotta say, this definitely beats any roller coaster I've been on' Peter thought as he landed on a ledge that over looked the city.

The Empire State Building only a few blocks ahead of him, the Avengers Tower just peeking out from behind the famous landmark. Peter glanced up at the tall building with narrowed lenses, entertaining the idea of climbing the tall structure. Something he's realized, he never done before.

"I've climbed Avengers Tower, nearly got shot at by a bow eliding eggplant, climbed Fisk Towers and nearly got killed by the stay puff marshmallow man's ugly step sister, climbed Oscorp tower and nearly got killed by a pumpkin throwing maniac and climbed the Chrysler Building and watched a nice sun rise…" Peter said as he stood up and stared at the once tallest building in the world before he shrugged "Meh, why not, it's been quiet to-"

A scream suddenly tore through the nighttime air, causing Peter to instantly turn towards the source of the scream with narrowed lenses.

"Spoke too soon" Peter said as he raced to the other end of the building before he jumped off the ledge and fell for several stories before shooting a web line out and swinging off into the direction of the scream.

It only took Peter a few seconds to cover the distance of two city blocks, thank you enhanced hearing, and arrive at the location of the scream. Peter's eyes narrowed as he stuck to the side of a building and looked don into a alleyway to see a young woman surrounded by four men with a fifth lying on the ground not too far away, clutching his groin and moaning in pain. It took Peter only two seconds to put together what happened based on what he was looking at.

Young pretty girl who looks like she was clubbing was walking down the street, in the middle of the night, got cornered by some less than friendly individuals, one of them got to handsy and close, girl whacks him where it counted and now whatever was going to happen to her originally was possibly going to get worse.

Peter cracked his neck to work out a slight kink that's been building ever since he got sucker punched into a ice cream truck by Scorpion last week and began to quickly crawl down the side of the building, being mindful to stick to the shadows as much as his bright red and blue suit would allow. When Peter found himself only a few meters above the group of men, who had since cornered the young woman up against the wall, he decided to announce his presence by loudly clearing his throat.

"Uh excuse me?" Peter said, causing the men to jump and look around for the source of the voice before one of them chanced looking up to see Peter's red and blue form in the darkness.

The man plaed as he took a step back and pointed upwards "It's the-"

"Grinch!" Peter gasped as the rest of the men and woman looked up at Peter as used his feet to remain stuck to the wall while he rested his hands on his knees and looked down at the men with narrowed eyes "Now don't take this the wrong way fellas, but I couldn't help but notice you all cornering this young lady here, who looks less than happy to be surrounded by a bunch of sketchy looking guys in the middle of the night in a ghetto looking alley that looks like it belongs in a crappy 'CW' crime drama-"

"Oh my god, do you ever shut the hell up!" one of the men said as he held his hands to his head to try and drown out Peter's voice.

"Well that's rude!" Peter said with a shake of his head before he glanced down at the young woman and was about to ask her if she agreed with him before whatever words he was about to say died in his mouth as he finally got a good look at the person he apparently was going to save.

She was young, much younger than Peter thought, possibly around his age and dressed in a black shirt with mesh sleeves and a black leather mini-skirt that showed off her long-toned legs. She was slender, but also possessed a voluptuous physique that in Peter's mind trumped any girl at his school, even the ever so popular, ever so beautiful Liz Allan. Her face which was marred with sweat and makeup, likely from clubbing so hard, was framed perfectly by medium length glossy jet-black hair and the most expressive brown eyes he's ever seen.

'Holy parcheesi…' Peter thought before the sudden tingling of his spider-sense dragged him from his thoughts along with the click of a pistol's safety going off.

Peter turned back to see one of the men had pulled out a nine-millimeter and aimed it at Peter. The Queen's born vigilante and Avenger hopeful one day stared at the weapon with an unconcerned look under his mask while the young woman merely let out a small whimper at the sight of the gun, fearing that things were about to get even worse than they already had. But her fears were quickly erased by the sound of laughter from the red and blue hero on the wall above her.

"Really?" Peter said as he nodded towards the man that had his gun aimed at Peter's figure "A semi-automatic gun? That's what you bring to this fight?"

The man and his companions looked at Peter with surprise as the red and blue cladded vigilante began to openly laugh at them.

"This- oh this is just priceless!" Peter said as he slapped his knee "Dude, I regularly dodge fire from freakin SMG's, you really think I'll have any trouble dodging a gun that shoots one round at a time?! BWA-HAHAHAHAHA!"

"SHUT UP!" the man growled in anger as he took aim at Peter, his finger on the trigger "Or your-"

"Oh wait, let me guess I'm a dead man?" Peter said before he broke into another fit of laughter "Man, you guys are like, the most stereotypical criminals I've ever met. What, what's next? You gonna say 'I ain't going back to the joint' when I'm done whooping you all into next week?"

"Aw screw this punk Lenny, waste him!" one of the men said before his mouth was suddenly covered by a glob of webbing.

That was all Lenny needed before he squeezed the trigger, the shot echoed through the night and caused the young woman to shriek in terror and crouch down to the ground, her hands over her head as Peter leaped out of the way of the bullet with a single leap and shot two web lines towards the ground. Each line connected to the ground on each side of the lone gun wielding thug as he tried to take aim at Peter again. He never got to squeeze the trigger as a pair of red booted feet slammed into the man's chest after the wall crawler pulled himself towards the armed gun men, knocking him back and into the ground with Peter landing in a crouch on top of the now unconsciousness man.

"Nighty night cupcake" Peter said as he patted the man's face while he ducked under a swing from another man before he gave him a 'light push'.

Said light push from Peter however sent the attacker flying into the brick wall with a painful thud before Peter took aim with his web shooter and stuck the man to the graffiti laced brick surface.

"There's two" Peter said before he aimed his other hand over his shoulder and fired off a web line that struck the man sneaking up behind him with a pocket knife in the face, covering his eyes and causing the man to let out surprised yelp and drop the knife in response.

"Three!" Peter said as he covered the man's feet in webbing before he pushed him over and webbed the man to the ground.

"Watch out!" the woman yelled as she saw one of the men try to make a grab for the gun dropped earlier.

Peter turned to where she was looking in time to see thee man lift the gun and aim it right towards Peter's head. The spider powered teen didn't move as the man pointed the gun at him with a sneer.

"Time to die web head"

"You know, I'd be a little intimidated and probably shaking in fear if the gun wasn't on safe" Peter said with a shake of his head, causing the man to frown and actually glance down to see if the gun was on safe or not.

Peter used that moment to close the distance with several strides and ram his fist into the man's stomach, causing him to double over in pain and drop the gun, which Peter promptly crushed under his foot as he crouched down next to the gasping man and placed a finger under his chin, forcing him to look up into his lenses.

"…You know, I'm not even going to comment on the sheer stupidity of what you just did" Peter said after several seconds before he webbed the man's mouth close and flung him into the wall and webbed him up next to his still trapped friend.

After making sure the rest of the thugs were dealt with, Peter turned towards the young woman who was looking at him with wide eyes.

"You uh, you okay miss…?" Peter said as he slowly approached the woman with his hands up where she could see them.

After several seconds, she nodded as se wiped her eyes "V-Veronica… and y-yeah, thanks"

"Anytime" Peter said with a nod before he glanced at the beaten thugs "Hey you guys won't mind if I call the cops to come get you guys, do you?"

"Screw you freak" one of the men groaned in pain.

"I'll take that as a no" Peter said with a nod before he turned towards Veronica "Mind calling the police? My phone died, and I didn't think to bring a charger with me"

Veronica looked at him with a quirked brow "Seriously?"

"What, not my fault that when every building in this city was built the developers forgot to add a outlet for me to plug my phone into as I prowl the dark rooftops of this place" Peter said with a shrug.

The dark-haired beauty stared at Peter for several seconds before she shook her head at his antics as she pulled out her phone "And here I thought you were supposed to be cool"

"Heeey I'm plenty cool!" Peter said as he placed his hands on his hips and puffed his chest out "In fact, just the other day I helped an old lady find her way to a sandwich shop she wanted to eat at. You see Daredevil doing that?"

"No, I see him putting crime lords away in prison" Veronica responded with a grin.

"I do that too…" Peter pouted as he folded his arms across his chest like a child "In fact, I've put two away in the last year alone!"

"If you call house arrest and protective custody by feds as putting someone away, then yeah, you certainly did" she responded with a snort as she dialed for nine one, one.

Peter chuckled at this as he went to make sure the criminals were secured and disarmed before he took out a small piece of paper and a sharpie and began to write on it. Veronica, after telling the police what happened and where the attempted mugging, something she hoped the god was the men's actual goal and not something worse, looked to see what New York City's resident chattering hero was writing.

She looked at Peter in bemusement after she saw what he wrote down "Friendly Neighborhood Spider-man, really? That's your catch phrase?"

"Well I was thinking of going with I am the night, but that was taken" Peter responded dryly as he stuck the note to one of the men's cocooned body "Plus saying your non-threatening wall crawling urban hero sounded too wordy and not catchy enough"

"Ah, of course" Veronica said with a laugh as the sounds of police sirens began to near.

Peter took this as his que to bail out, he'd rather not have the girl he saved get nearly arrested by the police… again.

He just turned to leave when Veronica suddenly grabbed his arm with her hand, causing him to stop in surprise and look at her with his lenses slightly wider than normal to show his surprise, he's never been touched before, at least by someone he saved in this kind of scenario. They normally kept their distance and limited any sort of contact with him, mainly because half the people he's saved in the past were strong believers in Jameson's propaganda.

"Thank you" Veronica said with a genuine smile.

"Your welcome, just try to avoid creepy alleys that look like they belong in a John Carpenter film" Peter said with a small nod before he turned to leave again before Veronica spoke.

"No, I mean thanks for saving me from these asses, but I mean thank you for… everything. For doing what you do" she said before she did something he didn't expect…

She leaned forward and planted a small kiss on his cheek, causing Peter's eyes to widen and his face to turn as red as the other half of his suit.

"Y-Yeah, sure… n-no problem" Peter said, wincing as his voice cracked at one point.

It was than a police cruiser came to a stop at the mouth of the alley and two officers exited the vehicle. Veronica turned to see the approaching law officials before she heard a 'twip' sound, causing her to look back to see Spider-man swinging way into the night…

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Next chapter, Peter's place on the social totem pole is quickly given as he attends his first day of Spence School...