You had a terrible day, it seemed like Stacy Evans was born to make your life miserable.
You had stacks of homework that had to be done before Monday, plus, the Stark Industries ball was tonight.
You were pulled from your thoughts by the song Back In Black playing loudly throughout the parking lot.
“OH MY GOD! TONY STARK IS AT OUR SCHOOL!”
Oh, but he would.
You groaned and walked up to the crowd. Just as you had feared, your father was giving his trademark flirty smile to the teenage girls gushing over him.
“That's disgusting.” You thought.
You took a deep breath and ran through the crowd, grabbing your dad's hand in the process, dragging him to the car.
“I cannot believe you just did that.” You complained. He just laughed, “You're going to be popular now.”
“That's the problem.” You mumbled too low for him to hear.
This was most likely th
"(Y/n)! Hurry up!" Peter yelled up the stairs.
"I'm not coming down! You go on with out me!" You yelled back.
He sighed, walking up the stairs while fixing his shirt. "Come on (Y/n). Its prom night."
Opening the door slightly, you looked at him. You had tear stained cheeks, swolen eyes, and slightly flushed face. "Peter, I don't want to go anymore."
"Why's that?" He asked, already knowing your answer.
"(Boyfriends name) ditched me at the last second. He was cheating on me the whole time." You told him, opening the door to hug him.
Peter sighed and gently wrapped his arms around your waist. He saw (B/F/N) with some other girl, but he didn't say anything. If he told her, she would wonder why he was there.
He couldn't bear to tell her he was Spiderman. At least not yet. "I'll go with you."
You looked up at him, noticing he covered up a bruises with some make-up. "What happened to you Peter?" You asked him, gently running your fingers over the largest