Peter's POV

Time for school yay not I'm sick of flash and his posse beating me up because I'm smarter than them. The only good thing about school is that I have Ned and Mj. I walked into the kitchen hearing "Heya Pete." Or "Good morning peter." I waved to everyone and sat at the table. (Italic is Peter's accent)

"Good morning everyone."

They all looked at me strangely. "That accent is very accurate peter I would've mistaken you for a Brit." Mr. Stark said smiling.

"That accent will help you on missions." Nat said.

"Right it's totally fake." I said nervously laughing.

"What is your name secretly Tom Holland?" Sam asked. (I broke the fourth wall!)

"Wait are you actually british?" Steve asked.

"Yes."

"How?" Clint asked.

"I was born in London after my mum and dad died I moved here with aunt May and uncle Ben."

"Why have you been hiding your accent?" Bruce asked.

"I guess to fit in I don't know."

"I have a question." Sam said.

"Can you say schedule?" He said smirking.

"Yes but I'm not saying it."

"C'mon."

"No."

"Please peter."

"Are you stupid I just said no just because all of you are adults doesn't mean you can tell me what to say."

"Oh someone is fussy."

"Shut it you div all people ever ask me when I use my accent is can you say this or that and it's annoying so stop asking."

"I have to go to school see you later."

"Bye Peter." Mr. Stark said.

"Bye Mr. Stark." I said in an American accent.

When the elevator door closed I sighed. While walking to school I practiced my American accent then I walked in school to my locker. "Hey man." Ned said standing next to me. "Hey loser."

"Hey guys."

"Oh look it's Puny Parker and his loser friends."

"Shut up flash." Ned said.

"Can you meatheads leave we have more important things to do than stand around listening to the same idiotic insults you throw at us when we don't care." I said.

"So Parker has his big boy pants on?"

"You all are losers and will never be anything else."

"It's sad you all will most likely end up working at a gas station and wallow away in your sad miserable lives." Mj said.

"Wonder when guys will actually shut up and do something better with your lives."

"Stupid accent Parker."

"It's not a fake accent you div."

"What did you call me?"

"I called you an idiot."

"You're actually british?"

"No I just have this accent nailed down so well people think I'm british genius." I said sarcastically.

"Well I am a genius."

"Really what's the velocity of Captain America's shield when he throws it?" (I just made that up)

"Like sixty two point three VC."

"No it's seventy five point nine VC."

"I guess your not a genius." Mj said shrugging.

"At least I don't come from a place where people have weird teeth."

(Apparently british people have weird teeth idk I doubt it's true)

"And that offends me why?"

He didn't say anything. "Right then shut it and leave us alone." My friends high fived me and we went to class and flash didn't bother us for the rest of the day I went back to using my American accent.

A/n If you want a part 2 let me know
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The End of Chapter 12