Manhattan. This is where you go if you want to be anybody important in this city. As Spider-Man, Peter patrolled here more frequently than anywhere else, so he knew the area like the back of his hand. He passed this school on several occasions, but he never imagined he'd be attending... or that SHIELD was somehow in control of it. Traffic was hell around there this hour, so he opted getting to school his own way. Swinging in from between the city's skyscrapers, Spider-Man landed on the roof of the mansion. Setting his backpack down, he did a quick wardrobe change into his uniform. He was definitely used to that by now. Backpack secured, Peter Parker dropped from the roof into some bushes, then casually popped out and drifted into the stream of teenagers filing into the school hall.<br/><br/>At first, Peter regretted grabbing a front row seat, dreading the thought of some droning moron reciting something about school spirit. The music began to play, earning a raised brow from the boy. Maybe this was going to be interesting aft--<br/><br/><strong>"..!"</strong><br/><br/>His spider sense directed his attention to the roof before anybody else in the hall. Moments later, Iron Woman smashed through as the music began to wail. She landed on the stage as lights and smoke swirled around her. Then, she was in the air again, performing tight maneuvers and tricks that even Peter was a little jealous of. She also looked<em>way</em>sexier doing it than he ever will. He wasn't ashamed to admit that he was shouting the loudest among the teens, grinning from ear to ear as his eyes followed the billionaire throughout the presentation.<br/><br/>She said some things about stuff, most of which Peter didn't hear in the slightest. Then it was over, and she gave the floor to someone who wasn't<em>nearly</em>as fun to look at. Pouting, he slouched in his seat and zoned out for the rest of the assembly. It wasn't until the sound of mass movement that he was roused from his trance, standing and joining the students as they filed out into the courtyard. He yawned as he drifted off to the side, away from the human traffic. Was this really all they had to do today? Attend an assembly? Granted it was awesome, but Peter could think of a much better way to pass the time...<br/><br/>On second thought, that kind of thinking was probably what caused him to fail last year in the first place.<em>Focus, Peter. Focus.</em>Sighing out, the boy continued slowly through the courtyard to go... uh, look around or something.