Peter x Reader |I'm Spiderman|More Like This
“Peter, you should try calling me when you’re not trying to crack some lame joke. I’ve honestly had enough!” (Name) cried, flopping onto her bed with an exasperated sigh. Peter Parker, one of the most attractive and athletic nerds she knew, just couldn’t seem to stop cracking lame jokes. It was getting on her last nerve, too.
Almost every other hour he’d call her, some corny crack left on a message (she’d learned to stop answering every time he called), and every 15 minutes he’d text her a joke drier than the Sahara Desert in August.
“(Name), I’m telling you, I’m being seriously for real this time!” Peter’s voice came across breathlessly, as if he were running. Which seemed to be the case, since she heard his feet pounding on the concrete.
“What in the world, Peter? You’ve been calling me and leaving lame messages all day. What makes this call so important?” She asked seriously, sli
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“Peter Parker, why are you so tall?” (Name) asked, half-joking and half-serious. Of course, Peter was completely oblivious to her hidden frustrations and just laughed, shutting his locker that stood next to the one she leaned against.
“I’m serious, Parker, you’re just too tall.” She continued, trailing next to him as they walked to their classes. With every step he took, she had to take three just to keep up with him. Walking with that boy was practically a workout. Maybe that’s how she stayed so thin. Peter laughed again, shaking his head as they turned the corner.
“No (Name), you’re just too short!” He joked, and she smiled as best she could, even if his comment stung a little. They both paused in front of the doorway to her class, English IV Honors. Because even though she was short, she was kind of extremely smart.
“Tell you what, (Name); I’ll stop being tall if you stop being short.” He suggested, that w