CHAPTER 3;
mediocre sex

iMESSAGE
AKIRA AND AMALA
9:02p.m.

AKIRA
ama
ama
come here bitch

AMALA
what

AKIRA
did u do the math

AMALA
🤣🤣🤣

fuck no

who do you think
i am

AKIRA
ughhhh

i'm going to kms.

it's so hard i could
cry

AMALA
same

i actually hate it here

miss w can eat my ass

AKIRA
miss w can choke

like how can u be this evil
and assign a 20 question
worksheet due for a day

psycho bitch

AMALA
no bc this !!!!

she's unhinged and she needs
therapy

AKIRA
this is why she's divorced

AMALA
💀💀💀

AKIRA
he was probably bored to
death from all the math
talk

AMALA
i would've ran to file for
divorce the moment she
opened her old dentured
mouth to talk ab numbers

AKIRA
lOgAriThM- SHUT
THE FUCK UP

old bitch

AMALA
she's so ugly too
like pick a struggle

AKIRA
she probably talks
ab it during sex too

"what r the digits of
pi" 🤪🤤🤤🤤🤤

AMALA
LMFAOOO

💀💀💀

"define logarithmic functions
and i'll let you cum 😊✨"

AKIRA
😭😭😭

naw cuz i would've
divorced her too

AMALA
literally who wouldn't

i'm not doing her stupid hw

she can choke

AKIRA
ME NEITHER

FUCK THAT BITCH

AMALA
YEAH! FUCK THAT
BITCH

AKIRA
we can tell her to die at
school tomorrow

AMALA
yeah we'll just bullshit
some excuse

she'll believe it

AKIRA
exactly

AMALA
good.

we won't let her win

AKIRA
never.
read

11:45p.m.

AMALA
i did the math hw :(

AKIRA
same :(

AMALA
heart if you cried
while doing it
[ AKIRA REACTED WITH "🤍" ]

ෆ

REAL LIFE
HIGH SCHOOL
12:15 p.m.

That was the worst hour of my life." Akira complains as they walk into the canteen room.

The sound of plastic trays and utensils clatter around the cafeteria. It's finally Friday, and after a dreadful week, the room is buzzing with noise.

It's been seven days. Seven days since Spider-man almost smashed her window. Seven days since he passed out in her room. Seven days since he stood shirtless in her room. Seven days since she felt his skin, smooth and hard, against her fingers. Seven days since she felt his arm around hers, felt that burn.

She hasn't told anyone — not even Akira.

She wants to but doesn't know how. How does one bring up the fact that the most praised hero of their city stood in her room? How does she tell her best friend that she spoke, helped and touched Spider-man?

The raven desperately wants to confide in her and has been waiting for the right moment since last week. It just won't come.

Taking out a packet of M&M's from the side pocket of her backpack, Amala rips the wrapper off as she and her best friend, Akira, find a table.

They just got out of Math — the worst subject on the planet — and aren't too bothered with where they end up. They just need to sit down and blow off some steam.

Once they've finally found an empty table, both girls plop down, bags thrown haphazardly next to them.

"That was depressing." Akira says, pulling out her lunch from her pastel purple backpack.

"Tell me about it," Amala replies. "My eyes were literally tearing up."

"Math is just," Akira says, mouth full of rice, "evil. It's a crime."

Amala is quick to reply."Exactly. It has to be some form of child abuse."

Akira nods in agreement. "It's just... how does Miss White do this, like everyday, as a profession. She can't find enjoyment in it."

"Yes she can," Amala pipes up. "And she does. It's like— I don't know, it's like her crack. Keeps her going or something."

"That's just gross," is all Akira says.

"I know."

After that, the conversation dies down and they fall into a comfortable silence. Amala looks around the room, watching other students sit down and talk.

Joanna-Lee from her AP Biology class is sat with her usual group of friends, studying and comparing notes. Adam Black, the school's "star" quarterback, is surrounded by his usual posse (a swarm of teammates and cheerleaders). Jamie Davidson from her elective Debate class is reading a book in the far corner of the room.

The cafeteria is at its loudest on Friday's. What else can be said? The end of the school week should be a National holiday.

She tosses an M&M into her mouth as Rebecca Smith from Chemistry walks past her, offering a shy wave. Amala greets her back, charm bracelet jingling against itself.

"By the way," Akira says.

Amala turns back to face her best friend and motions her to keep going.

"You never answered my question at the beginning of Math."

"Question?" She asks, "what question?"

"Kiss, marry or kill. I asked you while we were walking." Akira supplies.

"Oh, well you never gave me names."

"Oh yeah," her best friend laughs. "Right, okay. Hmm... oh okay! Tyler Miller, Adam Black and Peter Parker."

"Tyler Miller?" Amala asks in horror. "Llike, the creepy guy from PE?"

"Yep, that guy." Akira confirms in a snicker.

Amala takes a moment to assess her options. Tyler Miller, Adam Black and Peter Parker; an interesting group. Well, for starters, she can definitely rule out Tyler Miller. His perverted glances and creepy advances are a major turn off — and quite frankly, concerning. Then there's Adam Black. He's not awful, per se, he's just meh. He's a typically high school golden boy: perfect hair, perfect social status, a killer reputation on the field and an ego that stands taller than a skyscraper. Beyond that, there's nothing to him. Finally, there's Peter Parker, the introvert from AP Biology and AP Psychology. Amala's never really spoken to him on a deep level but they say their greetings in passing. There's nothing wrong with him, either. In fact, he's actually pretty cute. With mocha brown hair, pretty eyes and a timid smile, Amala can't deny that he's attractive... and super awkward.

This should be easy.

"Okay well," Amala starts off, once she's fully mulled it over. "I would kill Tyler Miller — like, in cold blood. He lowkey freaks me out and I think I would call the cops if he came near me."

Akira quickly agrees. "Same." 

"Then, I would kiss Adam Black. 'Nothing wrong with him, he's just kinda boring and has a God complex I wouldn't be able to handle." Amala continues.

Akira lifts a brow in disagreement but Amala cuts her off before she can protest.

"Here me out: Peter Parker is the best choice."

"What?" Akira says, confused. "No way."

"Yes way, Aki!" Amala says. "You need to hear me out. Peter's the best choice because, 'A' he's cute, 'B' he's smart and 'C'  he's normal! He's the only husband who wouldn't have major flaws."

"But," Akira says. "Adam's hot!"

"And an ass!"

"But he's hot!" Her best friend refutes again. "Imagine him in bed. I've heard in the locker rooms that he made Stacy Brown scream. Literally scream! God — I could swoon."

Amala just side-eyes her friend, ridiculous laugh bubbling on her tongue.

"What? You're going to disagree with me?" Akira says in mock offense. "Me, your best friend. Your smart, perfect best friend. You're going to disagree with her?"

All Amala can do is laugh. "Yes. Yes, I am."

"Whatever... disagree with me. While I live blissfully in an alternate universe with Adam Black, you can enjoy having mediocre sex with Peter Parker!" She says very loudly.

"Akira!" Amala shouts in shock. Her eyes dart around the room, embarrassment flaring her cheeks. "Oh my god, that was so loud. What's wrong with you?"

Akira just crinkles her eyes and giggles, covering her mouth with her hand, clearly a little embarrassed too. "I'm sorry! I didn't think I was being this loud... oh my god."

"What?" Amala says, confused.

"No way..." Akira says, suddenly looking mortified.

"What, Akira?" Amala snaps, concern growing by the second.

"He heard me! Oh my god, this is it for me. My life is over!" Her best friend whispers loudly, figure shrinking as she ducks under the table.

"Who?" Amala asks. "Aki, who heard you?"

"Him!"

Her mind is blank for several seconds.

Amala's eyes widen. There's no way...

Slowly, Amala turns to look behind her and sees two dumbfounded boys blinking back at her, in pure, unfiltered confusion.

It's none other than Ned Leeds and his best friend Peter Parker.

— END OF CHAPTER 3 —

[ NOTE ]
little cliffhanger :) this
is a shorter chapter than
usual but yeah :) just wanted
to do a bit of world building!

wanted to mention / remind
y'all that this story will have
texting in it quite frequently!
it won't overshadow the actual
plot or writing, but it's just a
helpful extra and offers more
info to the story / shows more
chemistry between characters !!

that is all! as usual, please like and
comment (it motivates me loads.)
have a great day everyone!

pearl <3