263AN: Here's ch. 2, I don't promise that the next few chapters will be as fast as this one though. Thank you everyone who has enjoyed my story so far, I hope I can continue to meet your expectations.
Guest: Thank you and I have a good idea of how I want it to go so I hope it doesn't disappoint.
MidnightMoon101: I'm glad you enjoyed the concept. I hope it doesn't disappoint as I develop it
Spidey Legend: Yes, I've got a few ideas on how some of Spidey's villains are going to be introduced into Beverly Hills. Lets just say that they'll also be on WOOHP's wanted list as well. And don't worry, I plan on having Peter and the girls take on villains from both of their universes.
Peter tried his best to smile as he waved sheepishly at the class. He hated how he was acting right now. This was supposed to be a clean fresh start for him; instead it felt like Midtown all over again. It didn't help that after Mr. Roberts had introduced him; all the other kids were either sharing looks with each other or whispering among themselves.
"Well then, does anyone here have a question for Peter?" Mr. Roberts asked. No one raised their hands, which Peter was thankful for.
"Then in that case, let's get started. Peter, why don't you sit next to Ms. Simpson over there." Mr. Roberts gestured to an empty seat next to a girl with red hair. When Peter came close enough, he recognized the girl as one of the three girls he had ran into earlier and became even more nervous than he already was.
"Hi, I'm Samantha Simpson," Sam greeted when Peter sat down, trying to be friendly, "My friends call me Sam."
The boy nodded his head, "Peter... Peter Parker."
"Okay class," Mr. Roberts began, "Yesterday, we left off on the elements and compounds of nature, let's review. Who can give me the definition of an element?"
Everyone including Sam were surprised when Peter raised his hand seeing as he was still new.
"It's a substance that cannot be broken down by any methods of a chemical change."
"Well said Peter!" said Mr. Roberts, clearly impressed, "Now then who can tell me what a vertical column of elements on the periodic table is called?"
Sam raised her hand for this one, "They're called a family."
"Excellent Sam, but why are they called a family? It's not like they can give birth to each other." The whole class burst into laughers at Mr. Roberts' joke, and it was Peter again who answered the question.
"Because all the elements in that column all have similar chemical properties. For example, all the elements in the first row on the periodic table are known as the Alkali metals. All of them are soft enough to be cut with a knife and are all highly reactive to even room temperature. Because of this they're usually stored in oil so they don't react with the air."
If the entire class were not jaw dropped before, they certainly were now. Even Sam was amazed at Peter's answer. She was one the smartest students at Beverly Hills High along with Arnold Jackson. But it seemed Peter was really smart himself. Well, at least in the science department anyways. And throughout the whole class, Peter continued to impress Sam again and again.
Once the bell rang to signal the end of 1st hour, Sam tried to catch up with Peter.
"Hey Peter, wait up!" she called after.
Peter tensed up as Sam approached him.
"You did a really great job back there." Sam praised as she slowly paced alongside him. She wanted to learn more about this mysterious new boy. Arnold Jackson may be smart, but he was too talkative for Sam's liking. He probably wasn't trying to, but it at times; it felt like the boy was showing off his intelligence. Peter on the other hand was different.
"Uh, thanks… Science was my favorite subject back at my old school."
"It really shows. So, what was it like back in New York?" Sam asked, trying to start a conversation. She may have had missions where she had to go there, but because of the mission, she never really got the chance to enjoy the time.
"Well, you know, it's always busy around there, even in the homes and apartments districts," There was a sudden long awkward silence with either one of them saying anything. "Um… Sorry, I gotta get to my next class." was all Peter said before running off.
Sam didn't know how she was supposed to feel on that. She had been friendly towards him and he just rushed off first chance he had.
3rd period was about to begin. And so far, Jerry had decided to not literally suck the girls from their lives and into a mission. Clover was glad for that; it was always unpleasant whenever he did it. Why he doesn't just call them like a normal person would, she would never know. But her mind really wasn't on that now. She thought back to the mysterious cute boy who she and the girls had run into. Clover was brought out of her thoughts though when she heard Ms. Brooks' voice.
"Now class, we have a new student who will be joining us today. I want all of you to make him feel welcomed."
Clover wasn't expecting to see the same boy—who she had just been thinking about seconds ago—to enter the classroom.
Speak of the devil
"Everyone this is Peter Parker," said Ms. Brooks. "And he just moved here from New York."
Everyone could be heard saying "Whoa" in a surprised voice; New York was literally on the other side of the United States. That is a LONG way of travel from California.
"Now then Peter, you can take a seat next to Ms. Manson." Ms. Brooks said and pointed to the empty seat next to Clover.
Score! Clover said in her mind and mentally did a victory dance.
Peter however, hated his luck right now. First, he had to sit next to the redhead of the group of girls he bumped into earlier that day, now he had to face the blonde of that group as well. And her outburst after they had collided reminded him of Liz Allen, a blonde hair girl back at Midtown who he had a crush on, but was also one of his tormentors.
"Hi there, I'm Clover Manson by the way."
Just like with the redhead, Peter nodded in response, "I'm Peter Parker." he said and was glad Ms. Brooks began their lesson so he did not have to say anything else.
After finishing her lecture on the subject of the day for Algebra, Ms. Brooks assigned the class homework for tomorrow, and gave them the remainder time left to get a head start on it. About 15 minutes in, Peter stopped working and eyed the clock.
"Mr. Parker, I assume you're done?" Ms. Brooks asked in an annoyed tone.
"Actually… yes, I am Ms. Brooks." This got everyone in the class to look up from their work and stare in disbelief.
"Would you mind then, if I check it now?" Ms. Brooks challenged, holding out her hand, obviously not buying it.
Peter nervously scanned all the eyes that were focused on him then shrugged, "Sure thing." he said knowing he couldn't get out of the spotlight that had been placed on him. Peter got up from his seat, handed his paper in then returned and sat down.
Taking his paper, Ms. Brooks adjusted her glasses and took a moment to look over Peter's work. Every time she passed an equation, her eyes continued to widen. Eventually it got up to the point where one would think they were about as big as the lenses on her glasses.
"Well, why, I do say Mr. Parker, I'm impressed! Even with all your work included, not only did you finish in record time, you got every equation correct!"
Everyone in the room could be heard whispering "No way." Clover was stunned by what she heard. But she quickly recovered from the shock and had a sly smile. She knew the perfect excuse to approach Peter.
"Hey Peter, can you like help me out with my homework after class?" Clover asked in a whisper after Ms. Brooks returned to her desk.
Peter shrugged, "Sure, but why not now?"
"Oh you know, Ms. Brooks is very strict and all so she might think it's like something else. Plus then we'd be alone where no one could bother us."
Peter had a bad feeling about this, and it wasn't the kind that involved his special sixth sense. Before he had received it, Liz had asked him the same exact question. Of course he went with it then; he thought maybe Liz felt the same about him as he did. Boy was he wrong, not only did Liz NOT needed help with her homework, it had turned out to be a set up along with Flash Thompson to humiliate him even more.
Once the bell for the end of class rang, Peter got up and left quickly before Clover even had a chance to speak to him. Clover just remained in her seat dumbfounded at what just happened.
After 4th period passed, it was finally time for Lunch. Many students were eager to gossip with their friends, or find out what they had planned after school. With her fairly full tray in hand, Alex searched for her two girlfriends in the cafeteria. When she found them sitting next to each other, she made her way towards their table. Once she came close enough though, she saw that Clover had an angry look on her face, all the while sipping down her drink—from a lunch she had packed—through a straw. Meanwhile, Sam looked really upset as she just poked her food around with her fork.
"Wow, you two sure look dandy," Alex joked as she set down her tray and took a seat across from them. "What's on your minds?"
"Peter Parker," They both said at the same time then faced each other and shared a look of surprise.
"Who?" Asked a confused Alex, she never heard of the guy.
"You remember the guy we bumped into today before 1st hour?" Alex nodded, "That's his name, and turns out, he had Chemistry with me."
"Yeah, and he was in my Algebra class." Clover added.
"And this involves both of your bad moods, how?"
Sam sighed, "Well the thing is, he's very smart. At least in the fields of science for me. Anyways, I tried befriending him after Chemistry since he just came here from New York. But he ran off on me when I was trying to start a conversation."
"Oh yeah? Well at least he didn't promise to meet you after class then just like blows you off!" Clover yelled, "Oh and he's good at Math too in case you're interested."
"Hey, isn't that him over there?" Alex pointed.
Sure enough, it was Peter, having just entered the cafeteria. Peter was about to get in line when he was pulled aside by a small hand.
"Hi there, you're new around here aren't you?" asked the black hair girl who had grabbed him.
"Uh, yeah, I am."
"Well in that case, I'm Mandy," she said gesturing to herself then pointed at him, "And I insist on buying you a chocolate mocha latte from the school's latte bar as a welcoming gift." She took his hand and started dragging him along.
"Ah thanks, but I'm good." Peter tried to get free from her grip without hurting her.
"No really, I insist, my treat." Mandy continued to pull him towards her direction.
"Really, I don't want to be a bother."
"There's no need to be a gentleman. It's on me."
"There's really no need, besides, I can get it myself."
"Now is that really any way to treat a lady who is offering you a gift?"
And that did it, Peter couldn't say no to that and was led towards the latte machine. Dominique and Caitlin had evil grins as they followed behind. Sam, Clover, and Alex were watching and knew right away what Mandy was up to. She had done the exact same thing to them on their first day here. It was one of the many main reasons why they were sworn enemies with Mandy in the first place.
Peter and Mandy stopped in front of a golden colored machine that was designed like the Monument in a way. It had a lever at the left and a few buttons for the different choices that were available, but the strangest thing of the machine was that it had a reel slot like thing at the center of it. Mandy went to the machine and pressed a few button combinations before turning back to Peter.
"I hope you like extra foam." She said, her hand resting on the lever.
Peter shrugged, "Sure, doesn't really matter."
"In that case…" Mandy pushed down on the lever and stepped aside. The reel slot part of the machine began to spin for a while before stopping on 3 lattes with a cherry on top on each. A few moments later, an empty white Styrofoam cup with a straw fell out. Right at this moment something began telling Peter to move aside right now! Peter trusted it and side stepped. It was a good thing he did, because the moment he slid away, latte mixtures began pouring out of the machine in a jet stream at the exact spot where Peter had just been standing not too long ago! However, even though the mixtures missed its original target, it didn't go without taking a victim. Arnold Jackson just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time and took the impact of the mixtures, sending him right out into the schoolyard and crashing into a tree. The sticky components of the mixtures resulted in him being stuck to the tree's trunk.
Mandy's, Dominique's, and Caitlin's jaws hit the ground. No new kid has ever escaped Mandy's trap before. Sam, Clover, and Alex were also surprised. The only ones not shocked were all the other kids who thought Arnold was the intended target as they all laughed at the helpless boy.
That was a close one.
"I don't know how you managed to avoid that, but you're still a loser to me." Mandy said and angrily stormed off, her two lackeys close by.
Peter sighed. Well, I knew sooner or later it would happen. Even at a new school, this has managed to follow me here. He went back in line, got his lunch, and sat at an empty table.
"Whoa, did you girls see that?" Sam asked.
"Yeah, and while I did like seeing the look on Mandy's face, I would have liked it too if he had gotten what was coming for him." Clover said, still bitter.
"C'mon Clover, that's a bit harsh don't you think?" Alex whined. Clover just closed her eyes, turned her head away, and continued with her drink.
Alex then had an idea and got up from her chair, taking her tray with her.
"Alex, where are you going?" Sam called after.
"To get some answers." Alex called back.
Peter was sitting alone eating his pasta when he heard an unfriendly girl's voice.
"Ok mister, I want some answers and I want them now."
"Huh?" Peter looked up and saw a girl he recognized as the third of the group of girls that he crashed into that morning and groaned inwardly. Great, just my luck. Why does trouble seem to love me so much?
"Two of my friends tried to make friends with you and you just left them hanging. What, you think just because you're from New York that you're automatically better than us?" Alex accused as she slammed her tray down on the table rather hard all the while eyeing him. Surprisingly, all the food managed to remain on her tray.
To say Peter was stunned at the accusation was an understatement. He dropped his fork and quickly raised both his hands up defensively, "No-no! It's nothing like that! Really!"
The girl then sat down across from him and raised an eyebrow as if waiting for his explanation. Get a grip Parker! This isn't Midtown anymore! Both Flash and Liz are no longer in your life!
"You see… the truth is… I'm socially awkward."
Alex smiled as if accepting his answer. "See, I knew there had to be a reason for you acting like that."
Peter was a little surprised at her sudden change in attitude, but brushed it aside. "Sorry, I guess it really didn't help that I didn't have a single friend back in New York." He said looking down.
Alex frowned when she heard that. "You serious, not even one?" Peter shook his head again staring at his tray. She smiled again, "Well I would love to be your friend, and I'm sure both of my friends are still willing to be your friends as well." she then turned towards Sam and Clover and waved them to come over.
"It's okay girls, he's just shy that's all. Back at his old school he didn't have a friend." Alex explained once Sam and Clover sat down beside her.
Sam was taken aback, "Really?"
Peter shook his head, "No… I was the outcast and was constantly bullied by everyone there."
Clover was sadden by this recalling her memory "I know how that feels, back in elementary, I was constantly bullied, especially by this one boy simply because I was too easy to trick."
The three girls felt for the boy, sure they never socialized with Arnold, but they never joined in on the bullying and even stopped them if they ever saw any.
"Well I say we start over, how about you?" Everyone nodded in agreement. "I'm Alexandra Vasquez, but I prefer Alex."
"I'm Clover Manson."
"And I'm Samantha Simpson, my friends call me Sam."
"Peter Parker, nice to meet you all." And for the first time that day, Peter actually smiled; he went from not having a single friend, to having 3 in just one day.
Author's Note: I sorry if some of you felt Peter was too aloof. But as I stated in both the previous chapter as well as this one. My version of Peter here never had a friend during his time at Midtown High. If I recall correctly, mainstream 616 Peter, was exactly the same. He only met Gwen and Harry when he was in NYU and was aloof towards them as well until Harry confronted him. Also to those that are Totally Spies fans, sorry if I portray any of the girls wrong. I was only able to watch up to season 2 of the series before cable became too much to pay. And to those that do not know of the series, the principal and teachers that I used here are actual teachers in the series and not made up lol. I don't know what class Ms. Brooks actually teaches so I just placed her in the math department. Originally, I was gonna make her a History teacher to match both her strictness and her part in the episode she showed up in, but I suck at History and also too lazy to search it up so I made her a Math teacher instead. Lastly, there you have it, the beginning of the Sam/Peter/Clover Love Triangle. My take on the PeterxMJ vs PeterxGwen war. Funny thing is that Sam has MJ's hair but Gwen's personality while Clover is vice-versa.