(Peter POV)

'Ugh! Sam, why did you have to choose that moment to show up?'

...Who am I kidding? Wanda would never kiss me, let alone like me more than anything but a friend. I just want to tell her how I feel, that from the moment I first saw her I fell in love.

'Maybe she feels the same way, she looked like she wanted to kiss me…' 'no she doesn't stupid' said a small voice in the back of my head… it has a point, I am stupid, in thinking she could like me back. 'I hate feeling's.' I lay on my bed cuddling my pillow thinking about my life and how pathetic I am and stare off into space until my eyes start to feel heavy, then everything goes black.

I wake up to the loud annoying sound of my alarm clock, I go to turn it off but end up smashing the thing to pieces. 'Did I sleep through dinner?' I unplugged my phone and looked at the time. 'Crap 7:30 I'm gonna be late!' I rush to put on my clothes and make my way to the kitchen and grab a banana for the ride to school. I made my way down to the parking garage and pulled a bike from the bike rack I got on and started to peddle, but as luck would have it, the chain broke on me.

'What?! How does that even happen… and today of all day's.' looking at my watch it reads 7:45 school starts at 8:30 it's a fifteen minute drive to Midtown High. 'I could run to school? Would I even make it in time?... Fuck It im swinging to shool today.' I take off my clothes because I put on my suit underneath. I put on my mask and attached my web shooters and off to school I was.

8:28 I landed in an alley a block away from school, I put on my clothes and ran the rest of the way to school and made it with half a minute to spare.

God school was so boring, the only reason I even come here is to see Ned. It's at times like this that I think about just getting my GED and finally being done with this place. I walked out of my last class of the day and made my way to my locker. 'I wonder what Wanda is doing? She's probably watching T.V, probably on her phone sitting on the couch like she always does. She's so beautiful, I love the way she nibbles on her lower lip when she's reading, the slight smirk she makes when she tries to hide the smile when…'

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I felt my spidey sense tell me to move but knowing it's probably just Flash I ignored it and someone pushed me into the lockers. I hit my head pretty hard causing me to bleed and fall to the floor. I look up to see Flash and his friends laughing at me causing other people to laugh. "Damn Parker, you're so weak no wonder your uncle died… he was probably ashamed to be related to you." Flash kicked me in my stomach then in my ribs, I felt a sharp pain and held my left side groaning in pain trying to breathe. I looked up at him trying not to cry from the pain and from what he said.

He looks at me and shakes his head and punches me across the face, splitting my bottom lip. 'He's right, even with all this power that I have I'm still so weak and worthless.' Flash and his goons left, and I tried to get up groaning in pain from the pain on my side.

I soon make it out to where Happy is waiting for me. "Peter? What happened, are you ok?" Happy said concern all over his face. "I'm fine, I just fell down the stairs." I lied. "You don't look fine. I'm calling Tony.." "NO!.. fine, Happy. Really I'm ok." He nodded his head, not looking convinced at all, I got in the back of the car wincing in pain with every move I made.

We got to the tower and I scanned my key card avoiding eye contact from everyone. I rode the elevator up to the common floor, trying to hide my face from everyone. I get to my room, put my bag down and head to the bathroom.

I look at my face, there's a bruise forming on the right side of my jaw, I take off my shirt slowly to see the giant green and purple bruise on my left side. "Peter you seem to have three broken ribs and a concussion, I've already informed Mr. Stark and Dr Banner." Friday said. 'crap now I'm going to be interrogated not only by Tony but by mama as well. ебать (fuck)'

(Third person POV)

Soon Peter was sitting in the med Bay. Bruce closed the small cut on his forehead then bandaged his ribs. "So you want to tell us what happened?" Natasha asked, crossing her arms, Tony was already preparing to fly off to kill whoever hurt Peter.

"It's nothing, I just fell down the stairs." said Peter, Natasha raised an eyebrow, not convinced. She grabbed his face, turned his head to look at his jaw and scuffed. "не лги мне Питер (do not lie to me Peter.)" Mama said in a serious tone.

"пожалуйста, не делай ничего, если я тебе скажу (please don't do anything if I tell you.)" he looked down, not wanting to look at his surrogate mother. "детка, я не могу это обещать (baby I can't promise that)" he sighed knowing something was going to happen. "Меня избили (I got beat up)" he whispered. He glanced at Natasha and she looked pissed. She turned to leave, probably to go and find out who hurt her baby but he grabbed her hand and stopped her, she looked at him with her 'i'm going to kill someone face'. "мама, пожалуйста, оставь это в покое (mama please leave it alone)" she softened up when he said that, and looked in her eyes.

Peter looked behind Tony to see Wanda looking at him with concern. Bruce told him to lay down and rest. Natasha and Tony left to do god knows what about what he told them. Wanda sat down in the chair next to the bed.

He looked at Wanda hoping she wouldn't try and ask what happened to him. "So, are you going to tell me what happened to you?" 'Damn it' Peter sighed he really didn't want to talk about what happened, about the things Flash said to him.

Wanda grabbed his hand and looked at him in the eyes with understanding. "I don't really want to talk about it. Just some kids being assholes." Wanda smiled at him. They gazed into each other's eyes for what felt like an eternity but in reality was only a few seconds.

Peter was going to say something but was cut off by Tony clearing his throat. Peter looked at the doorway to see Tony, Pepper, and Natasha. Pepper had a file in her hands. "Are you kids done flirting?" Tony teased and Pepper smacked him on his arm.

"Peter, we have something important to tell you." Pepper walked in and stood on the other side of Peter. Tony and Natasha stood at the foot of the bed, Peter sat up thinking he was in trouble.

Pepper handed him the file, all he could think about was everything he had done wrong trying to guess what this was about. He opens the file and to his surprise, they were adoption papers. "You're… adopting me?" Was all he could say. To be honest Peter did see Pepper and Tony as parent figures, just like Natasha Pepper was like a mother to him always making sure he was ok and eating when he was there. Peter could feel tears sting in his eyes. "W-why? I mean don't get me wrong.. this is great and I'm happy t-that you guys are adopting me, just...why?" He looked at all of them, wondering if they were going to adopt anyone, why him?

"The truth is kid, you're still under age. You still have two years until you can live on your own, and we know that you've been running from CPS ever since May kicked you out. So I would rather keep you where I know I can find you." Tony sat on Bruce's stool.

"What Tony is trying to say is that we love you and love having you around, so we would hate to see you be taken away from us." Pepper glared at Tony. "Yeah what she said." Tony responded.

"Они могут попытаться забрать тебя у меня. (They can try and take you from me.)" Natasha crossed her arms, ready to fight for her baby spider. Peter laughed and grunted from the pain in his ribs.

'Aside from Flash breaking my ribs, today turns out ok.'