It's All Just Static In My Head {Peter Parker & Avengers Fic}

((Tuesday, March 17))

 
Peter groaned as he rolled over and turned off his seventh alarm. He started to doze off again, until he remembered that he had Hell in twenty minutes.

 
Ah, school.

With a jolt, Peter's eyes flew open. He jumped out of bed and practically ran around his room, grabbing his homework and textbooks, and shoved them down his bag.

"Crap! Where's the suit?" He spun around in a circle, looking for his red and blue costume, until he finally found it. The suit was crumpled up on the floor in front of his open window, carelessly left by its owner only a few hours ago.

 
Peter grabbed it, stuffed it in his backpack, and scrambled out of the room, only to freeze. Uncle Ben was passed out on the couch, empty bottles of beer scattered around the drunk's area.

 
Peter stared at his uncle for a few moments, a strange feeling of emptiness washing over him. He shook himself out of it, and quietly grabbed a few bottles off of Ben. Gently, he grabbed a blanket and laid it across his uncle. After another silent moment, he finally left the apartment.

 
Looking down at his watch, he realized he only had ten minutes left, and bolted down the street to his school.

 
~~~~~~

 
"You're late, Mr. Parker." His first period teacher said with an exasperated expression. "Again."

 
"Sorry sir." Was all the boy said, plopping down in his seat next to Ned.

 
"You always are." He sighed, and resumed his rather boring lecture.

 
Ned leaned over and slipped Peter a note. On it, it read, 'Late night Spider-Manning?' Next to the question was a crudely drawn Spider-Man.

'Yeah, I didn't get home until 3 :P' He wrote back, and watched Ned read the reply and scribble something down.

'peTER'

 
Peter laughed quietly to himself, until he heard his teacher clear his throat and send a slight glare at the pair. The friends shared a look, and went back to paying attention - or at least looking like they were.

 
~~~~~~

 
Ned and Peter were talking and walking down the halls to their lockers, when their conversation was interrupted by a notification from Peter's phone.

 
Pulling it out, he realized it was a text from Tony. "It's Mr. Stark!" He exclaimed, entering his password and opening the message.

 
'Nat blabbed to Clint about meeting you, and now Hawkie wants to meet you. Want to come over after school? I won’t be there, too much work.'

"Hawkeye wants to meet me!!" Peter turned to Ned, eyes just as wide as his friend's.

 
"Dude, really?! When?!"

 
"Today, after school!"

 
"What are you two losers talking about?"

 
The boys jumped when they heard the feminine voice appear out of seemingly nowhere, only to look behind them and find Michelle.

Peter said "Nothing!" while Ned answered "The Avengers!", causing them to look at each other in slight confusion. Mj raised an eyebrow at them.

 
"Ooookayyy. Have fun, weirdos." She walked away, opening the book she was carrying with her and sticking her nose in it.

 
"She's amazing." Peter sighed, watching her leave.

 
"Yeah." Ned agreed.

 
Ever since Homecoming and Mj was assigned captain of decathlon, the duo had slowly become a trio, and Peter was adamant on becoming best friends with the cool girl.