Peter Parker/Spider-Man (trampled_webs) wrote in newalliance, @ 2013-04-02 20:46:00 |
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Entry tags: | speedy ii, spider-man |
Who: Peter and Mia
Where: Midtown High
When: Oh we'll say 4/2/2013
What: Stuff and stuff.
Rating: We'll say TBD, because Mia's all pissed so their may be swearing. You know what? There'll be swearing... we'll say PG-13.
Peter turned the corner from the stairwell into the hallway where his locker lay, having to shoulder past a few other students who seemed incapable to grasp the concept of 'move out of the way'. He felt another shove that actually had him nearly stumbling over, but he managed to keep his balance, not entirely by fault of his powers. He actually tried to appear a bit more clumsy than he might normally be with his powers, that way people wouldn't grow suspicious.
Never the less, the fact he even had to pretend was annoying, because it meant people were, in fact, running into him. Not even a damn apology, oh whatever, it wasn't worth worrying about either. He just made his way towards his locker, where some kid was leaning; both against his own, and Peter's, reading a copy of the Daily Bugle. Which, of course, was spewing some libel about Spider-Man. He just rolled his eyes and moved for his locker, "Excuse--excuse..." The kid wasn't paying attention, so Peter politely pulled the paper down, "Excuse me? You're on my locker."
When the kid grumbled and moved away, Peter watched a flyer fall off. It was one of Mia's, and it had been drawn on. He picked it up, and just opened his locker before stuffing it inside and then went to grab up his camera. Grabbing a couple of notebooks to slip into his bag, and then a poptart to munch on between classes. He began to rummage through his locker, which was stocked with very photos like most lockers, but there were a few in there. Something which was new in the life of Peter Parker, enough friends to have photos of. Still, he tossed his bag in there and then snatched back up the flyer which he had intentions of throwing away since it had been defaced. Again.
There were a few like that in his locker, actually.