Peter rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, his feet tripping slightly on his untied shoelaces. He had made it(early too!) but at the expense of his dignity. He looked absolutely disheveled, hair sticking up everywhere, wrinkly shirt, untied socks, and mismatched socks to top it all off.<br/><br/>“I don’t even know,”<br/>He laughed to himself, still in disbelief himself that he’d managed to make it on time. Of course, lately he had been making an effort to get to school on time, though it wasn’t exactly of his own free will. One more tardy and he’d get another call home, and Aunt May would be furious. She wasn’t...Exactly aware of his schedule.<br/>“Wait did we have homework? Aww maaannn.”<br/>Throwing his head back and groaning, Peter rubbed his cheek violently. What’s be point of being on time if you’re just going to get zeros in the class? Nothing.<br/>“Miss Verdina’s gonna be piiissed... All well. Anyways, who was that you were talking too. She seemed a little... Uptight.”<br/>As he was walking into the school, he noticed she was talking to some random lady outside. The lady looked normal, but had some sort of air around her that just sorta rubbed him the wrong way. Playing it off as him just reading her wrong, he had decided to ask later who she was. Maybe a sister? Who knows.<br/><br/><br/><br/>Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk