He woke up the next morning feeling surprisingly calm. Like eerily calm. So much so that he started getting worried about why he wasn't worried.

No. Don't be stupid, Parker. Chill out.

He pushed all of the thoughts he had been having the night before way to the back of his mind, and got ready for the stupid field trip. (Just because he wasn't feeling his anxiety doesn't mean he was happy about the trip.) He said good morning to Aunt May, grabbed a granola bar and his bag, and was off. On his way down the stairs he pulled out his phone.

Nineteen messages, shit!

He had forgotten to turn his phone back on after his… breakdown. He opened up and ignored the anxious feeling from thinking about his attack.

Losers (and MJ)

Delivered at 8:36 pm

ChairGuy look sorry about all the questions

ChairGuy we were just worried

ItsMJ Yeah, dude, I'm sorry, but please respond.

ItsMJ I'm still worried.

ChairGuy just text back?

ChairGuy for meeeee(:

ItsMJ Please respond.

ItsMJ You're our friend, please.

ChairGuy come on Pete

Delivered at 9:54 pm

ItsMJ Really, Peter, or I'm going to get angry.

ItsMJ And I'm scary when I'm angry.

ItsMJ Or so I'm told.

ChairGuy it's true

ItsMJ Jokes aside, just text back to confirm you're okay.

ChairGuy come on dude you're really kinda scaring us

ItsMJ I don't think he's going to respond.

ChairGuy yeah ok

ChairGuy see u tomorrow Pete

ItsMJ Same.

Read at 7:10 am

He cringed as he typed his quick response.

Spidey_peter I'm ok

Spidey_peter sry

He sighed and shoved his phone into his pocket. There was no need to get into specifics.

"I hate you" MJ hit Peter when she saw him later that morning. "You have an anxiety attack, and then you run off? And then you don't respond to anyone. You had Ned and I freaking out."

"I texted you this morning" He retorted defensively. Ned was walking up to them from the other side of the street. He wasn't looking angry, exactly, since he's a self-described "low key pacifist" but extremely concerned to say the least.

"Yeah, 'I'm fine'" She mocked with air quotes and a dopey voice. "That's all. You know me well enough to know that I'm going to something better to stop me from worrying."

"Look I'm sorry, I turned my phone off last night and I forgot to turn it back on when I got home, ok? As for running off… I just… needed some space." Peter could feel the anxiety creeping in, but he quickly pushed it back.

"And I get that more than anyone, but just... consider talking to me or me or Ned or May… or Tony Stark for crying out loud. Just know we're here."

"Yeah ok" Peter said, desperate to change the topic. Ned had reached them now, looking like he wanted to have a similar conversation until Peter stopped him. "Hey, Ned, so I was thinking that we should get together next weekend to watch all the Star Wars movies in preparation for the new one."

"Yeah ok that sounds good, but…"

"Yeah I know, 'do we really have to have to watch the prequels?' but I think yes, for consistency, you know?" Peter continued hurrying along the way to school.

"Yeah… right." Ned said, seemingly giving up on that conversation. He ran along to catch up with Peter. MJ stood behind them for a second, watching the idiots in front of her with a mix of worry and exasperation, then rolled her eyes and also ran up to catch up.

They reached the school just as the buses pulled up to haul them to Manhattan. Flash was among the first to push himself onto the bus, with his posse of goons close behind. Peter had ridden the bus long enough to know that they would take over the last two rows, whereas Peter, Ned would sit in the middle, slightly towards the front. Betty Brant and some of her friends would stay in the front along with Mr. Harrington and the rest of the team would sorta fill in from there. The predictability of his classmates was sometimes astounding.

For most of the bus ride over he could tell MJ and Ned were staring at him as he tried to make conversation with them about anything besides his… incident. They were conversing with him like normal, but he could tell they wanted to talk about it.

He didn't want to though. He never really did, but certainly not right now, not before yet another embarrassing experience he would have to add to the "Parker Luck List of Embarrassing Moments". The truth was, he never found talking about these things to be helpful. If anything it made him feel worse when he thought everyone was worrying about him. So he'll keep quiet. The teen was pretty good at handling himself, and when he was older and living on his own, then he could get a therapist or something. It just makes it hard to distract yourself from your problems when everyone else is aware of them.

Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew that this is a flawed philosophy, but for right now he clung to it, feeling emotionally incapable to address this in light of more pressing issues.

And he had officially zoned out again, content on staring out the window as Ned and MJ carried on their conversation without him. He was watching the familiar build rush by as he realized that they were almost there. The gut feeling was back, and the familiar tingle on his neck that typically told him danger was present.

Damn spidey sense is broken. He shoved the feeling down back into his stomach and grabbed his bag off the floor so he'd be ready to get out.

Only as they pulled into the Stark Industries parking lot did hear a familiar jeer from the back of the bus:

"Yo Parker, last chance," Flash said with a twisted smile. Peter fidgeted a little, wondering whether it would be better to try and warn Flash or let him get decimated by his second family of superheroes. Flash wouldn't listen to him anyway Peter thought as he stepped off the bus, silently.

And finally, with much anticipation, the AcaDeca team walked into the lobby of the famous Avengers Tower.