We Had An Interaction Assignment, And GUESS WHAT I DID!!!

We had an interaction assignment, and GUESS WHAT I DID!!!

What's Your Secret?—Chapter 5

“Hey, Ned Pees, where’s your dildo of a friend and Maya Angelou?” Flash asked, focusing more on the pencil he was playing with.

“Don’t call my friends that, Flash. And I’m not telling you,” Ned responded, rolling his eyes.

“Ooh, are they playin’ hooky?” Flash cooed at him. “Bet you’re feeling pretty left out.”

“Seriously, dude? You’re sick.”

“But the idea isn’t too far-fetched, right? I saw your friend checking her out, if you know what I mean,” Flash laughed and winked at him.

“And I’m leaving.” Ned grabbed his things and left the room they were in, not staying for the obnoxious snicker Flash was making.

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Morning

Peter woke up to the smell of burning bacon. His eyes were barely open as he sat up to look at his window, which let in rays of the morning sun. He groaned.

“What time is it?” Peter yawned and picked his phone up, looking at the time.

“11:32?!” He exclaimed, eyes wide open. He jumped out of the bed and shook Michelle’s leg from the top bunk.

“What?” She whispered, eyes still closed.

“We’re late! Like three hours!” Peter said, “C'mon!!”

“Huh?!” Michelle quickly sat up with a confused look on her face. Her hair was messy from tossing and turning the night before, and her drool dried on her cheek. She removed the sheets and stepped down from the bed, pulling down her shirt.

“I’m going to the bathroom,” Michelle said, running out of the room. Peter walked to the kitchen with an angry expression on his face.

“May! Why didn’t you wake us up?!” Peter asked. May turned the stove off and wiped her hands with a towel.

“Well I was, but you looked so peaceful! Besides, I’m guessing you had a rough day yesterday. You need the rest,” Aunt May said.

“That’s nice, but we kind of have a meeting today.” Michelle walked out of the bathroom with her own clothes already on.

“Well given that it’s almost 12 I don’t think we’ll make it,” Peter sighed, “Thanks, May.”

“No problem,” May smiled.

“Okay well, I have to go home or…my parents are gonna kill me,” Michelle pursed her lips.

“I’ll walk you out,” Peter said, walking towards the door.

“Thank you, May, for letting me sleep over.” She looked at Peter, who’s face was red from mixed emotions.

“Anytime, sweetie!” May smiled. Michelle walked to the door and whispered,“Later, Spider-nerd.”

“Don’t call me that!” Peter hissed. Michelle snickered and left, and Peter closed the door.

“She seems nice,” May said, setting out plates for her and Peter. Peter grunted and sat down in the chair.

“I can’t believe you let us sleep late.”

“Believe me, Peter, you needed it,” May said, taking a bite out of the eggs she made, Peter doing the same. They both coughed at how salty they were and spit it back out.

“Diner?”

“Diner.”

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“We waited a whole thirty minutes for you guys! Where were you?!” Ned said, setting his bag on the couch.

“Well, we…..um, didn’t show up?” Peter’s statement turned into a question. He sat on the sofa chair next to him.

“Yeah, no kidding! You guys made me look like a total loser sitting by myself at lunch!” Ned said, groaning. “Maybe Flash was on to something.”

Peter raised his eyebrow at that. “What do you mean?”

“Listen, I know this might sound kind of weird, but….are you and Michelle playing…..hooky?” Ned regretted asking the question as soon as the last word left his mouth.

It was silent for a couple of moments.

“Oh. My. God.”

“No, no no no! We are not a thing! Definite—”

“I can’t believe this.”

“Ned! I’m telling you the—!”

“God this is so weird!” Ned felt like he was having a stroke.

“What’s so weird about it?!”

“Flash being RIGHT!”

“HE’S NOT! I SWEAR IM NOT PLAYING HOOKY WITH—”

“Guys, look who I found!” May said, moving out the way for Michelle to come in.

“Hey guys, I just forgot my bag,” she said, going into Peter’s room.

“She was in your room?!” Ned whispered. Peter rolled his eyes.

“Ned, listen, nothing happened between me and—”

“What’re you losers talking about?” Michelle said in a monotone voice, readjusting her bag.

Ned looked at Peter, then back at her. “Michelle—”

“Okay! Um, thanks for visiting, Michelle, but Ned and I need to talk about something really important!” Peter interrupted, shooting daggers at Ned.

“Weirdos,” Michelle said. I’ll see you guys tomorrow, I guess,“ Michelle gave them both a fake smile and walked out the door. May looked at them with an eyebrow raised.

“What is so important that she couldn’t stay a little longer?” She asked.

“Can’t tell you yet. Ned?” Peter looked at him and leaned his head to the direction of his room. They both walked in, Peter closing the door behind them.

“Were you seriously going to ask Michelle if we were playing hooky?!”

“Uh, yeah?! What happened today?” Ned asked, sitting down in his chair.

“Nothing!”

“Then how come she left her bag in YOUR room?” He looked around until his eyes landed on the messy beds.

“She uh, slept over last night?”

Ned looked at him. “What? Really?!”

“It’s kind of a long story, Ned,” Peter said, sitting on his bed.

“Did you guys kiss?”

“NO! We didn’t do anything! But….she knows I’m Spider-Man now.”

“What?! When? Did you show her the suit or something?!” Ned asked, getting more intrigued with each statement.

“She knew way before she saw me in it, but last night—”

“The McDonald’s robbery? She was there?”

Yes, Ned. Now please, can we drop the subject?“ Peter said, getting up and searching through his bag. "Did I miss anything today?”

“Just Mr. Harrison yelling at everyone about punctuality and being prepared. And a little homework here and there. But that’s not important now!” Ned said, stealing his bag away from Peter. He dropped his butt on the floor and place his hands on his face.

“Ned, I’m telling you, the most touching we did last night was hugging, and that was when she—after we got out of that restaurant,” Peter removed his hands from his face and played with the carpet in his room.

“Okay, I won’t ask about it anymore.” Ned said, looking through his bag. He pulled out another Legos Star Wars set for them to build. “You wanna build this?”

“Sure,” Peter said. Ned sat down in front of him and opened the box, spilling the pieces out for them to build.

“So, just for the record, you like her, right?”

“Ned!”

Things my brother has said to me since I’ve come out

Bro: You can’t say you’re pan if you’ve only dated cis-boys Jess..

Me: Then you can’t say you’re straight since you’ve never had a girlfriend

Bro: touche…

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Bro: so you like girls?

Me: yep

Bro: so youre gonna get a girlfriend?

Me: maybe

Bro: NOW I GOTTA COMPETE AGAINST YOU TOO?? 

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Bro: wanna bet on who kisses a girl first?

Me: sure… $10?

Bro: okay

Me: sweet…cough up the money because i already kissed three

Bro: WHAT?? WHO?? you whore…No but seriously who because we only have like 2 lesbians in our school….

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Bro: I SWEAR TO GOD IF I HEAR ONE MORE PUN ABOUT YOU AND KITCHENWEAR IM KILLING YOU

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Brothers friend: so your sister is pan?

Bro: yeah?

Friend: what’s that?

Bro: basically she’ll date anyone

Friend: think she’ll date me?

Bro: ew no, dude she has standered still..

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Bro: so…how was narnia?

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Mother: i dont want you going to (insert friend)’s house because you’re pan and they are too

Bro: shes 18 mom AND you had no problem with it before jess was out

Mother: yeah but-

Bro: and they’re both girls so its not like even if something DID happen she wouldn’t get pregnant or anything

Mother: yeah but-

Bro: just let her hang out with the one friend she still has

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Bro: *is complaning about something* Thats so ga- OH MY GOD IM SO SORRY IT SLIPPED

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Bro: *shows me a picture of a girl* do you think shes hot?

Me: ew no

Bro: I AM TRYING TO GET YOU A GIRLFRIEND STOP BEING PICKY WOMAN WE LIVE IN THE MIDDLE OF NO WHERE THERE ARENT THAT MANY OPTIONS 

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Me: *is complaining to my brother about this dude on campus* -anyways hes so not my type

Mother: but youre pan and ‘youre attracted to everyone regardless of gender’ so you dont have a type

Bro: thats like saying because i’m straight i like every girl mom…she can be pan and have types you limp lettuce

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Bro: do you think grandma will freak out when she finds out you’re queer?

Me: hopefully

Bro: sweet…..can i tell her??

Me: no?

Bro: dammit…

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Bro: *is playing COD online in his room* Guys seriously stop saying the F slur

Bro: Seriously i dont care about your kill streak, i will shoot you

Bro: NO SCOPE! I warned you!

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Bro: you know what my favorite part of you being pan is?

Me: what?

Bro: you’re no longer grandmas favorite…now i get all the money/food

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Bro: aw fuck

Me: what?

Bro: what if you get a girlfriend one day and she breaks your heart? i can’t punch a girl! 

Me: no thats okay-

Bro: HOW WILL I DEFEND YOUR HONOR???

@mreveryone love you, miss you, can’t wait to see you again

Happy Pride Month everyone!

I couldn’t add every flags but I mostly put what I thought was relevant to them :D (of course those are ideas but you can disagree with it!)

Anyway I hope you liked it!

Love has no frontier  (◠ω◠✿)

PS: There is an advocacy week coming up: #WeNeedLGBTQStories Week. It’s a week to talk about the need for positive mainstream LGBT representation in media, June 12-18 ! If you want to know more about it, ask @weneedlgbtqstories or check this out!

“Love is…love. Period.” by Jeff Smith.   ♥