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Let do this one more time. I'm y/n l/n I got bitten by a radioactive spider while living in Africa with my two zoologist parents. I beat up some bad guys, got rejected in the 4th grade, made friends with some lions and I've always been the one and only spider-person. That was until me and my parents moved back to America and I get to go to high school for the first time.
The halls are lit by fluorescent LEDs, and I feel like I'm playing a game of crossy road as I try to get through the halls. Kids are standing in clusters of friends groups that have probably been established since middle school. I spot a cowboy, a Canadian and weirdly enough a popsicle.
I walk into my classroom. I see a spider person dressed all grunge-y. I go up to talk to them.
“Hey, I don't know if you heard about me, I'm a new student here, my name is y/n.”
They look me up and down and wrinkle their nose at me. “Talk to me again and I’ll kick your ass.”
He walks away as I'm left shocked and staring at the spot where he was previously standing. I look at the class who has begun to chuckle lightly. Particularly there's a tall boy with his hair in wicks and dressed in a spiky leather jacket who's laughing into his hand.
Trying to hide my embarrassment I move to sit in the seat in front of the punk boy, but he stops me.
“You don't want to sit there.” He has a thick British accent and i can now clearly see his lip piercing. “Neyo’s boyfriend is gonna sit there.”
As if on cue a boy slides into the seat and locks lips with the grunge spider person from earlier. It's pretty intense and a little gross to be honest. I avert my gaze and head to the seat next to the punk guy.
“Nuh uh.” The boy gives me a thumbs down. I notice a boy and girl in the row behind also aggressively making ‘DONT’ gestures. “He webs a lot.”
The guy in the seat in front of where I was about to sit turns around and looks at me. I try another seat, but someone takes it. While walking and scanning the perimeter my Spidey sense goes off and I quickly turn just in time to avoid a woman holding coffee and a box of donuts. She blows a strand out white hair out of her face.
“Oh god, I'm so sorry.” I apologize, stepping back to make sure I still don't knock anything over.
The woman sets down the box and cup on her desk and gives me a smile. “It’s not you, I'm bad luck.” She has a deep but comforting voice. An older looking man with a white mustache and glasses walks into the room.
“Mrs. Parker.” He nods towards her.
“Ben.”
“Please, in front of the kids its Principal parker.” He glances at everyone in the classroom and his eyes finally land on me. “I just wanted to let everyone know that we have a new student joining us. They just moved here all the way from Africa. Welcome.”
I don't need Spidey sense to feel everyone's eyes burning into the back of my head.
“Their name is y/n. y/n l/n where are you y/n?”
I raise my hand and respond to that horrible butchering of my name. “Here.”
Mrs. Parker speaks up again. “Welcome y/n and thank you principal Parker.”
She said principal with a little more emphasis than needed but I brush that off.
“Okay, good day everybody.” He turned on his heel and walks out of the classroom.
The rest of the day is like a blur, a weird, new, confusing blur. I was homeschooled so i didn't get a lot of the strange rules that were being spewed my way. I had to ask to go to the bathroom, I couldn't read ahead, couldn't eat snacks it was all so surreal. I finally catch a break at lunch. Well, a break from the adults. Tables seemed to be organized into groups I couldn't begin to understand, and it was clear nobody wanted me at their table anyway.
I ate my lunch in the bathroom which was almost as gross as in was humiliating. I felt tears well up in my eyes but i blinked them away. I finished the day and made my way back home. My parents tried asking me about my day, but I shrugged them off and ran to my room. I threw my bag to the ground and used a web to sling myself into bed. I hugged a pillow and screamed into it. How could I be a crime fighting superhero so easily but couldn't find a place to fit in in high school. This was going to be harder than I thought but I could do it. After all I'm spider person.