Peter POV:

I knew what today was. And I couldn't wait for school to end. You see I've told my teachers that an escort will come and get me from gym class today so don't be surprised if I have to leave early. "Why would you be leaving early, young man?" They all asked and I simply answered that it was for the Stark internship. They all believed me and led me on my merry way. Of course Ned wouldn't stop bugging me about it. I was extremely excited. Every time Ned mentioned it I would blush and MJ would smirk at me. Because it's not Happy that's coming to get me this time. No no it's someone way more pretty, not that Happy isn't, and way more my age.

Y/N Stark.

And right now I was in gym, the same old thing going again, some people are doing obstacles and working out and some girls are on the bench because of "period cramps" and just talking. Ned was still bugging me about the escort and we tried keeping it low so that no one heard. Especially not Flash that was just two people away from us, doing the worst push ups I've ever seen. Suddenly everyone hears the gym door squeaking as it opens and a loud bang as it closes. Everyone looks over and there stands a girl with designer glasses on her face. She takes them off and looks around. Y/N's finally here. As she sees me she waves and I smile a bit. I wave back and Flash sees. I watch as our teacher walk up to her to ask her what she is doing here while Flash gets up and walks over to me.

-Hey, how do you know miss Gucci over there? He asks. Need glares at him in annoyance and I answer:

-Her name isn't miss Gucci.

-It's actually- Parker! Our teacher yells over the hall and I see him wave me over before he goes back to his chair to snooze. I'm glad Ned got cut off because of it hasn't there would be a disaster.

-I think I'm gonna go ask for her number, Flash says and turns to her. I quickly rush to my feet.

-Ehm Flash I don't think that's a good idea, I say. He sneers at me.

-Why? Are you gonna slap me or something? With your little lady hands? He asks and laughs mockingly before slowly walking over to her. Y/N looks down at her phone and bites her glasses so they aren't in her way as she's typing away.

-She's such a pick me girl, the other girls whisper from the bleachers.

-Yeah, like who even comes to a school with designer stuff? Another one says. Ned stands up next to me and also hears their conversation, and of course decides to get in their way.

-Actually, I don't think that's any of your concern, he says and the girls look at Ned.

-Excuse me? They say.

-Yeah, I said it, he says. I look as Flash finally reaches Y/N and starts talking to her. She at first looks surprised up from her phone before she looks semi annoyed. Ned continues to discuss his issue with the girls as I see Y/N giving short responses back to Flash. At last I see that she's finally lost her patience. Then I hear a loud upset voice.

-Why would you even hang with someone like him when I can be your man? Flash says upset. She rolls her eyes and looks over at me.

-Parker, C'mon pack your things so we can leave! She yells across the hall. I hastily throw my backpack together and close it haphazardly before I swish it over one shoulder and run over. She opens the gym door for me and I turn around to wave Ned and MJ goodbye, and I have to hold back an evil grin as I see Flash's surprised expression. As she steps out of the gym and the door closes we walk in the short and quiet hallway.

-You ready to leave, Parker? She asks.

Third person POV:

-Where do you think they went? One of the rude girls from before asks.

-Probably to her car, duh, MJ answers and the whole class storm towards the windows that are facing the parking lot.

-Now now wait students- C'mon this is way more exiting to- Ah forget it, I don't get paid enough for this shit anyways, the teacher says as he walks away. The students eagerly pile up to the windows to see Peter and the mysterious girl from before get into a ridiculously expensive looking car with custom paint jobs. As the motor of the car starts roaring, a low "wow" makes it out of all the students mouths. The car drives away and they all try to catch a last glimpse of it before it disappears out into the streets of New York.

-Damn it, that car is nicer than my dads, Flash growls and MJ smirks evilly, knowing that Peter has the bigger accomplishment.

Y/N POV:

As I drive onto the main road, I turn to Peter.

-You want some McDonalds? I ask.

-Uh yeah sure, that would be great thanks, he says nervously as he fidgets with his hands.

-Don't worry spider boy, it's on me, I grin and he blushes.

-You really don't have to, I saved up some- chill out, I got this no worries, I cut him off with a comforting smile as I blink and turn to the McDonalds drive through. As we get to the speaker we get greeted.

-Hi! Yeah I'd like six cheeseburgers, two large fries, three large cokes, two medium fantas, three McFlurry's and two sweet and sour sauces, I pile up the large order.

-Alright and would you like chocolate or salted caramel in those McFlurry's? The woman on the other side asks. I turn to Peter.

-Do you prefer chocolate or salted caramel? I ask.

-Uhm Slated caramel, he answers confidently.

-Two salted caramels and one chocolate, I turn back to the speaker.

-Two salted caramels and one chocolate, alright. Would that be all for today? The lady asks.

-Yup, that'll be all, I confirm as I check the list on the screen.

-Great, just head to the next window, the woman says.

-Alright thank you! I say and start slowly driving towards the next window.

-Why the big order? Peter asks me confused.

I stop by the window as I start fishing out my card from my purse.

-Because dad asked me to take home some things for him, Happy and Morgan now that mom is working across the city and he doesn't know what to give her for her afternoon snack, I say as I pay and start heading over to the next window.

-Huh, Peter says surprised. I look over at him.

-What? You thought this was our dinner? I ask. He chuckles.

-Almost, kinda, yeah, He says. I laugh.

-No no don't worry, there's gonna be a much better meal for dinner, I say as we start receiving things from the window and I hand them all to Peter. Then I start to drive towards the avengers compound where dad and Happy was supposed to be keeping Morgan entertained while I was gone. Though I think Happy was doing more of a job than dad.

As I'm driving I can see Peter awkwardly trying to hold the giant bag in place so that nothing falls over. As I reach the entrance, We hop out and I click a button on my car keys, making the car go park itself in our parking garage.

-I can take the bag, since you already have a back pack, I offer.

-No don't worry, I got this, I'm strong, Peter says and flexes his arm and I laugh.

-Alright if you say so, tough guy, I jokingly hit him on the arm as he follows me towards the part of the compound where dad spent the most of his time. As we get closer I hear Morgan screaming and running around, Happy chasing her and dad is nowhere to be seen.

-You can put the bags here, I say to Peter and put down my purse on the same spot as I showed. As he does I fish out a medium fanta, a cheeseburger and a McFlurry out of them bag and walk out of the little kitchen pantry.

-Morgan, I got you your afternoon snack! I shout and she immediately comes running towards me. She doesn't say anything but motions for me to give her the things.

-You're not even going to say hi first? I ask.

-Hi sissy, she says and I smile.

-Hi Morgan, I answer.

-And a hug, I say and she quickly hugs my legs, before doing the grabby hands again. I hand her everything.

-There you go and be careful! Let me know if you need a napkin! I shout as she runs off to sit down and eat. I circle back into the kitchen pantry and Peter just stands there and I smile, starting to hand him his things. He smiles softly at me. Then a panting Happy comes into the room.

-Thanks Y/N, but I don't think that'll help her hyper ness a lot, he says and I give him a burger and a large coke. He gratefully takes the things.

-Thanks, he pants and sits down on one of the bar chairs. I start taking everything else out of the bag. Happy takes a bite out of his burger as he notices Peter.

-Oh hi Peter, he says and continues to eat. I notice that Peter hasn't touched anything.

-C'mon eat, you said you were hungry, I say and motion to his food. He sheepishly start eating from his fries.

-Dad, Peter is here! I shout out into the room. As I toss away some trash from the table I can hear:

-Be right up!

I smile at Peter as he starts opening the wrapper on his burger and eating it.

-Don't worry if you think you're gonna look stupid, my dad eats like a pig, I whisper to him and he snickers so hard he almost spits out his whole burger and I start laughing. Soon Leter does too. Then dad comes into the room and looks between us.

-What's so funny? he asks.

-Nothing, I was just telling him a bad joke, I say and wink at him as he blushes. Dad looks suspicious between us as I hand him his burger and medium Fanta.

-Alright, dad says as he takes a bite out of his burger.

-So Peter, schools treating ya good? He asks as he eats. I can see Peter visibly struggling not to laugh.

-Uh- yeah they uh, Hmm, the teachers are great, Peter says and I smile mischievously.

-Mhmm, mhmm, great good, now since you've unlocked... Karen? Is that what you call her? In your suit, I was thinking maybe I could show you some stuff I've been meaning to put in the suit while you're here, dad says and as he puts away his dirty burger wrapper, I hand him a napkin as he got sauce all in his beard. Letter snickers but cover it up by breathing in salive and I start doubling over in laughter. Peter turns completely pink and dad just stares between us as he still got sauce in his mustache.

-Uh sir you got- it's still- right there... yeah, Peter says as he turns more embarrassed and dad just looks confused at us before wiping his mustache again and then realizing what I was laughing at. He looks unamused at me as I wipe away some tears in the corners of my eye. He throws away his stuff and I collect myself.

-We'll Peter, should we get started right away? Dad asks. Peter looks back at me and then his food.

-Take the food with you, it's fine, I say. Peter throws everything together so that he can hold it, before he throws on his backpack and runs after my dad.

-He's a really sweet kid, Happy says and I smile as I dip my fry into the sauce.

-He really is something special, isn't he? I bite into my fries.

Later into the evening, Peter POV:

Me and mr Stark have been looking and modifying many many things in the suit already as I see Y/N entering mr Stark's lab eating her burger still. I look up every now and again at her from the work as she sits on the edge of the table and looking over our work.

-Dad shouldn't that web hoopy-thingy be a more of a chaser thing than a fighting thing? Y/N interrupts her dad in the middle of a sentence. He looks up at her. I hold my breath. Ooo I hope she hasn't angered him.

-We'll you got a lot of different piles, she says and looks at the names of all the piles. We've named them very simple things to remember them by.

-And here you got the hoopy-thingy on fighter protocol, while you actually use it to catch things, like let's say a bad guy running away from you, she suggests. Mr Stark looks at the piles and then pulls up the protocols.

-You're right. Thanks for keeping track of that Y/N, sweetie, he says and changes the protocols around a little bit.

-No problem dad, she says as she crumbles the wrapper up and expertly throws it into the garbage bin. As mr Stark continues fishing and blabbering on about the suit and different protocols, I smile up at Y/N softly and she smiles back.

Later that night, still Peters POV:

-Y/N I know you promised a better dinner but this is honestly great, I say as we open up all the Chinese takeout packages. She smiles sheepishly as we all take a seat around their kitchen island and start to eat. We all talk about everything before me Stark asks a question to Y/N.

-So how was work today? He asks.

-It was alright. I mean besides for our hand sewn fabrics being delayed in shipment, it's ok, just a little bit stressful. I have to have it in time for the spring collection premiere, She says.

-Wait, you don't have school? I ask her.

-I do. Just not the kind of school you're thinking about, she smiles.

-I'm not as smart as you guys so I don't go to a high tech school with a bunch of technical- no no no. I go to fashion school, as well as law school, so that I can defend my own brand without people thinking I'm just another nut job, she says.

-She is smart, she's just saying that to trip our egos, mr Stark says to me, and Y/N grins.

-Wait so, what's your brand? I ask.

-Oh it's le mouton noir de Stark (the black sheep of Stark), she answers and my jaw drops.

-Y-you mena you're the CEO of-of the-the, I stammer.

-It's my brand, I started it, Y/N smiles.

-No way... I gape.

-What, what kind of clothes do you make the most of? I ask curiously. Mr Stark looks surprised at me.

-I make more like everyday or outgoing clothes, nothing inbetween. It's either very casual or extremely fancy, she answers. Then she looks at me and points her fork at me.

-You know, just to flex on that Flash guy, you could totally get some for free, she says.

-Hold on, who's flash? Mr Stark asks.

-Nobody, I answer quickly.

-Just some idiot that tried to get my number and thought he was all that, Y/N answers and picks some food up on her fork.

-Honestly I read up on him, he borrows his dads car in exchange of chores, she says and eats and I look at her in shock and smile.

-Really? I ask.

-Yeah! I mean totally not worth it, he should've gone for a weekly pay instead, he could've gotten a much better car at this point, Y/N says and I chuckle.

-See I told you, smart, mr Stark says and leans towards me and Y/N sends a playful glare towards him.

Happy will be driving me back home, so Y/N goes with me out to the car.

-This was fun. You should come over more often, you're great, Y/N says.

-We'll I come here every month or so, I excuse and shrug.

Y/N POV:

-That's way too long if a wait. Come back next week, I can come get you and maybe we can get your aunt may here then too. Maybe I can actually cook then, so there won't be double fast food, I say sheepishly.

-Yeah that sounds great, I'd like that, Peter kids and it turns quiet.

—Peter c'mon get in the car so that aunt may won't have to blow up my phone, again, Happy says. Peter sends me a last smile before he turns to the car and opens the door.

-Wait Peter! I say. He turns back to me confused and I turn up to him and give him a hug.

-It's hard to find a friend like you... I say and pull away.

-Thank you, I say.

-No problem, Peter smiles. I smile back and back away so that Peter can get into the car and they drive away.

I blush as I see the car drive away and I smile like an idiot.

-Alright Y/N, time to go home, I hear dad say from behind me. I turn around and he's gotten a car for us. I nod and look back to see Peters car drive around the corner, before jumping into the back with Morgan and strapping her into her chair, before dad drives us home.