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Against All Stereotypes

Thank you to my brain for this idea

Summary: Who would have thought of a Nerd and a Popular Girl being friends?

Paring: Peter Parker x Reader

Warning: yelling, kissing, fluff, stereotypes?

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First day of high school! You can imagine most people would be excited, at least that’s what all the movies and TV show say. But when you walked a day in your shoes, no one would be exciting about first days (especially at school).

Now, walking through the front doors was an adrenaline rush, don’t get me wrong, but once you got inside, you realized just how diverse high school can be (like you needed one more thing in your life right now).

No one truly knew how or why people tended to be so stuck in their own little groups, but that’s just kinda how high school worked. Every group came with their own set of rules.

The Gossip Girls made a rule with the Pretty Perfectionist that they wouldn’t cross paths, between the two groups there was a lot of diversity (even though they were basically the same, but don’t say that to their faces. They will get offended).

Now the Nerds and the Jocks on the other hand, they were two totally separate people. Nerds were the ones everyone stayed away from, but the Jocks, now they had a different story. The Jocks were pretty much who everyone wanted to be, and if you were a Jock, oh man would you get girls. And of course, like any high school movie cliché ever, the popular girls (meaning the Pretty Perfectionist and the Gossip Girls) went for the Jocks. Common knowledge of course.

The nerds, well, you can imagine how that went. Every single Nerd, for the most part, was sure they were in love with one of the popular girls, and all ended up getting rejected.

And then you had your common denominators, which was a horrible name. The common denominator consisted of the kids who weren’t popular but wouldn’t be considered nerds. There were several different groups of people within the common denominators, but everyone just referred to them as a whole (it was just easier that way).

You just so happened to land in this ‘common denominator’ group, but that didn’t last for long.

You quickly made friends with a lot of the Pretty Perfectionist (thanks to your looks), and started hanging out with them, becoming one of them yourself. You never liked to refer to yourself as a perfectionist, but you weren’t gonna deny that you were pretty.

You had self-esteem, self-confidence, and bit of an ego. Which was good, but honestly sometimes it wasn’t.

In middle school, you were always referred to as different, which wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. You just called yourself unique. You didn’t care about what people thought of you, what you looked like, who you dated, or boys period. But after hanging out with the Pretty Perfectionists, all that sadly changed.

Were you proud that you had become a snobby know it all, who cared about what other people thought and what you looked like? No, as a matter of fact, you kicked yourself every day for letting yourself go. But no matter how hard you tried, there was nothing you could do about it. That was who you were now, and you weren’t sure if anyone could ever change that.

You were walking to your first class of the day with Liz, one of your best friends, zoning out as usual. You zoned out a lot (especially since it hit you that you had changed), which the girls thought was really weird. Most of the time when they talked to you, they had to repeat themselves because guess what you were doing… overthinking and zoning out.

After realizing that you had forgotten your notebook (because who remembers those?), you dashed away from Liz, quickly picking up your pace as you neared your locker. The thing about running, in your chase just quickly walking, in the halls was that no one payed attention, leaving them to bump into you. Stupid phones.

Following one extremely hard blow, you were falling, slowly but surely falling to the ground. But before you could hit it, someone caught you.

As you looked up, looking into the chocolaty brown eyes of non other then Peter Parker, you realized your situation. Everything had happened so fast. You didn’t really have time to realize that you had fallen until you locked eyes with Peter as he helped you stand back up.

“Thank you” you said, still staring straight into his eyes. You were quick to notice of the light red that was now displayed on his cheeks.

“It’s no problem really, I’m just sorry I bumped into you” Peter said, rubbing the back of his neck. He quickly realized that he hadn’t actually told you his name, considering this was the first time you had spoken.

“I’m Peter by the way, Peter Parker” he added as he lowered his hand, stuffing it in the pocket of his hoodie were he had recently played the other one.

“I know” you said, making it known to him that you were well aware of who he was. He looked shocked as you revealed that you knew him. He wanted to ask you your name, but quickly stopped when you answered his question before he could ask it. “I’m Y/n”

“Can I ask how you know my name? Or is that weird?” He asked, still shocked a popular girl knew his name and was talking to him.

“No it’s fine, I’ve seen you, Ned, and Mj in the halls before. They tend to say your name a lot, and your not the best whispers” you told him as you giggled at his stunned reaction.

“I just don’t ever talk to you because the girls don’t really want me talking to guys, no offense, but especially Nerds… which is what they call you and your friends. I’m pretty sure if they saw us talking right now, they would have a heart attack” you added the last part with another giggle, seeing that Peter was laughing at your comment about ‘the girls’.

“Well, I don’t really wanna give anyone a heart attack, and don’t wanna get you in trouble with them…” he was still laughing, but you could tell he meant what he said.

“It’s ok, I’m not scared of them honestly. Spend a day with them you’ll realize just how stupid they are. They probably haven’t even noticed I’m gone” you said as you motioned Peter over to your locker so you could grab the notebook you came for.

You and Peter talked all the way to class, after finding out you had the same class in the morning (how had you never noticed him before?). You made sure to let Peter go in the class first, you coming in 30 seconds later, to make sure Liz didn’t suspect anything (not that she was smart enough to anyway).

Class went on for what felt like an eternity, but in reality it was only 45 minutes. After class, Liz headed off to her second class and you went to find Peter (you pretty much had the same schedule, only two classes that were switched, but the rest in common).

The rest of the day was boring, even though all you could think about was Peter, and the homework you had no idea how to do. Thankfully Peter had given you his number. Oh thank the lord for Peter Parker and his ability to listen.

You called Peter after school, asking him questions about himself as you worked on your homework over FaceTime (which for him was letting you stare at his ceiling as you talked).

“So, I’ve been meaning to ask, why are you so afraid of the ‘popular girls’?” You added, making sure to add air quotes to popular girls.

“Oh, I’m not afraid of them, I’m just… i don’t know, they’re popular?” He said, making more of a question then a statement. At that you laughed which, even though you couldn’t see it, made Peter smile.

“Oh really? Is that so? What an amazing and detailed answer Peter“ you gave him fake applause, making him brush out laughing, causing you to laugh as well.

The rest of your FaceTime call was much of the same. You’d ask him a question, he’d give a dumb answer, and you’d both laugh. Peter was a funny guy, even though he would never admit it. Peter only made jokes around people he knew and trusted, knowing he wouldn’t be judged for it.

From that day forward, you and Peter started to hang out, and quickly become best friends (even if Liz, Betty, Emma, Grace, and Hannah, the popular girls, were against it).

As time went on you told the girls about Peter, feeling comfortable with the fact that they were gonna freak out. And just as you thought, they freaked.

“WHAT?!”

“You’ve got to be kidding”

“Who?”

“Wait! Not the Nerd!”

“When did you start hanging out with him?”

The entire caffeine went silent, turning to look in the direction of the table you were sitting at.

“Guys! I told you know to make a big deal out of this!!” You said holding your head in your hands as you looked down at the table, questioning why you had expected them to be normal about this. I mean, you knew who you were talking to.

“How do you expect us to not make a deal out of this?!? Your hanging out with- with a Nerd” Liz lowered her voice as she spoke, getting more quiet with every word. Everyone eventually lost interest, turning back to their own tables, bringing back the normal loudness of the caffeine.

“Ok, you know what… I can’t do it. If you guys are gonna make such a big deal about who I hang out with, I’m leaving” you said as you got up and walked over to Peter’s table (which was on the other side of the caffeine, thank the lord), plopping down right beside him.

Ned was the first to speak. “So… that went well”

“If you call getting yelled at by people you knew would do that, after you telling them you hang out with people who aren’t them. Then sure, it was great” you stated sarcastically, leaning into Peter‘s arm, him grabbing your hand under the table, rubbing his thumb gently across the back of it as you intertwined your fingers.

“I know they can be jerks, but honestly a scene like that? Like if I told you I was hanging out with one of them, would your first reaction be ‘WHAT?!? ARE YOU CRAZY?!’? Like I just don’t understand what’s wrong with them!” You asked, placing your head on Peter’s shoulder.

“I’m so done with them” you mumbled, making your statement only audible to Peter.

You went to Peter‘s apartment after school, venting about the girls the whole way. For some reason you always felt better after venting, but then again, didn’t everyone?

After doing what felt like 7000 pages of homework, you and Peter decided to watch Star Wars, which you had only seen once before when Peter wanted to have a Star Wars movie marathon with you, Ned, and Mj, who ended up falling asleep.

The breeze in the room had given you chills, running down your spine as you grabbed a blanket. But Peter, noticing that you were cold, gently pulled you closer to him, throwing the blanket over the two of you once you were settled.

“This better?” He asked, looking down at your little face that he wanted so badly to kiss.

You were quick to respond with a small nod, your eyes leaving Peter‘s for a split second to examine his lips, which didn’t go unnoticed by him. He blushed slightly but smiled. You just looked so adorable in his arms, it was hard for him to not give into his urge kiss every part of your face.

You had so many butterflies in your stomach, it would have been impossible to count them. But non the less, they only multiplied when Peter finally gave into his urge, softly kissing you. You were surprised at first, but quickly got used to the feeling of his lips on yours and kissed him back.

When you pulled away, an interesting silence fell over the room, but you were the first to break it.

“Who would have thought Peter Parker knew how to kiss?” You asked, sounding completely genuine, which made Peter chuckle under you.

“Yea, well who would have thought one of the most popular girls at school would kiss a Nerd?” He replied, smiling like a dummy.

“Definitely not stereotypical” you added, looking deep into Peter‘s eyes. You could get used to that.

“Better yet, who could’ve thought about a Nerd and a popular girl being boyfriend and girlfriend?” Peter questioned, smirking.

“I’ve never heard of such a thing” you answered connecting your lips once again.

Who would have known that the day you told Liz, Betty, Emma, Grace, and Hannah about Peter could result with the beginning of you and Peter‘s relationship?

Not stereotypes, that for sure.

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