Peter Partner
I was awoken by the loud beeping of my voicemail that sat on my bedside table. I grabbed the pillow I was laying on and wrapped it around my head in attempt to ignore it, but quickly sat up when I head my father's voice.
"Good morning Blaine I figured you'd still be asleep after the weekend you had. You should get up and get ready for day school. Right now I'm really busy you but I promise I'll be by as soon as I can."
The voicemail ended with another loud beep. I smiled softly and got out of bed, picking up my phone to send a text to my dad. When I finished texting my dad, I made my bed and opened my curtains. Sunlight reflected through my condominium's large windows making my room brighter.
I threw on a pair of light blue jeans a grey zip up hoodie and a white t-shirt, then proceeded to exit my room with a yawn and headed towards the kitchen, where my coffee maker, that Friday had already turned on, was waiting for me.
I stretched and grabbed the pot of coffee and pour it into a mug before placing the pot back under the machine and leaning against that counter.
"Anything going on today?" I asked Friday as I took a sip of my coffee.
"Nothing scheduled Mr.Asher-Stark, though you have yet to respond to Mr. Striker,"
I took another sip of my coffee. "When he bothers me with an actual offer I'll bother him with a response."
Once I finish my coffee I put the mug in the sink and washed it out before finishing getting ready for school.
I made my way out of my apartment, downstairs, and out the front doors where I parked my car, it was probably werid for a fifteenth year old to be driving but when you're the son of Tony Stark that comes with some advantages. The car unlocked with the fimiliar beep and I climb in dropping my bag on the passenger seat.
The ride to school didn't take long, I'd left early enough to miss the idiots and assholes that always plagued the rode in the morning. Once I walked inside the school I made my way towards my class, where I was greeted by several people before I took my seat.
The bell rang, signaling the start of class, and our teacher Mrs. Robb emerged from her back room and started counting out students.
"Alright everybody it's that time if the year, partner work."
Those two words earned a groan from the entire class.
"I know social interaction."
I hated group projects, I would always be paired up with someone who wouldn't do anything and was on the verge of failing.
"Brain with Arthur."
I slide down in my desk as our teacher began assigning pairs.
"Sebastian with Chris."
My pen began to tap against my desk, and my mind began to wonder how much I would have to pay to get out of this project, I mean I own a company I could afford it. Maybe I'd just buy the school.
"Blaine with Peter."
I looked up, I knew who Peter Parker was, we'd gone to the same school for a while but we'd never actually talked.
I stood up from my seat, lugging my bag over my shoulder, heading over to where Peter sat. When I sat down I could sense him tense up a bit... I guess he was intimidated?
We sat in silence as the teacher went on talking about the project until he finally spoke up.
"H-hey I'm Peter P-Parker," he stammered out holding out his hand.
I nodded.
"Blaine."