The chapters that have pics of MJ and Peter are going to be from MJ's point of view and will revolve around her own plot!!!!;) Again, thanks for all your support, means bunches to me.

  MJ watched in dismay as Peter fled the lunch table, leaving her and a very confused Ned behind.

  "What was all that about?" Ned asked as he swallowed a mouthful of mashed potatoes.

  MJ shrugged. "I think he still thinks girls have cooties or something," she tried while ignoring the unsettled feeling in the pit of her stomach. She pushed her lunch bag away, suddenly at a loss of appetite.

  Ned frowned. "You think i should check on him? I mean, if he thinks you have cooties."

  MJ snorted and went to reach for her book when her phone dinged, and then dinged again.

  "You gonna get that?" Ned asked when she didn't answer it right away.

  MJ honestly had no reason to. She knew it wasn't Ned or Peter, her only friends, and it couldn't be her mom because she was at work...so it had to be the unknown number. But why would they be texting her while she was at school?

  "Actually, yeah," MJ said, rising from her seat. "And while I'm at it, I'll go check on Peter. Be right back."

  Ned nodded as she stalked off, pulling her phone out of her back pocket and holding her breath as she read her notifications.

Unknown #: You better keep Peter in check.

Unknown #: You never know what could happen when you're not around to protect him. Tik tok, Hawkeye still walks.

  MJ felt her heart stop, her entire body going numb for a moment as she froze in the middle of the school cafeteria. Her fingers clawed over her phone, scratching against the screen in a fruitless attempt to break the glass. But no matter what, she knew there was no escape. If she was being watched at school, her oppressor definitely had reaches outside her phone.

  The teen took a steadying breath before resuming placing one foot in front of the other. Her mind whirled, simultaneously searching for both a way to keep Peter close and eliminate Hawkeye at the same time.

And of course, a way to eliminate Hawkeye came first.

MJ turned into the women's restroom, taking advantage of the handicapped stall. She plopped herself down on the toilet and got to work. She found it easy to threaten the archer, after all, she did know something no one else did.

MJ logged into her meme account on Instagram-don't judge-and dmed Clint Barton's account, greeting him with an open threat that no one could ignore, not if they cared for their family's safety..

@fuck_myboh: I know of ur secret life with ur  wife and three kids. If u don't leave the Avengers asap I'll post this info to the world and completely reveal ur identity as well as theirs.

It was messily written, probably the shittiest attempt at a threat she'd ever seen, but it got the point across. Now, to promptly delete her account and pray that Clint sees it.

  MJ exhaled a breath and exited the bathroom. One problem down, one to go. Now, where was Peter?

***

  Peter probably wouldn't have left the bathroom if not for his growling stomach. He waited for as long as could-until the grumbling in his gut got painful, then he left the bathroom. Just to bump into MJ for the second time that day. It was like she was unavoidable or something.

Peter turned on his heel at the last second in order to steer around her, but MJ shot her hand out and caught his elbow in a death grip.

"Hey, slow down," she said and her voice shook slightly.

Peter cocked an eyebrow. "Why should i? Just so you can shove your own problems in my face?"

MJ didn't even flinch. In fact, she looked more sick than apologetic. Did she even find him to apologize? Or just to taunt him some more?

"Listen," she said. "I need to talk to you-"

As soon as she said that though, her phone dinged in her pocket, an open warning, but Peter cut her off before she could dig her grave any deeper.

"If you want to talk about the other night, then no," Peter spat, ripping his arm out of the girl's grasp. "Maybe if you were sorry about what you did, then I'd reconsider. But you're not, so my answer is no. This-us-is not
happening until further notice."

MJ went to protest but Peter was already walking away, with one more comment thrown over his shoulder: "And act normal for Ned's sake."

MJ let her head drop in defeat. Not only was Peter farther from her than ever, but she'd just fucked up big time. She could only imagine the kind of crude messages waiting in her messages right now. She was apprehensive to look, but knew it was better to get it over with and move on. She really didn't want to get on this person's bad side.

Unknown #: You should not have done that.

MJ typed back:

MJ: i didn't tell him anything

Unknown #: We both know you were going to. What happens next is completely your fault. Don't cross me again or something much worse will happen.

MJ: don't hurt him. I did what u said.

Unknown #: Too late.

I'm sorry for yet another cliff hanger! If u couldn't tell, I'm rlly trying to space out the story so i can provide more chapters for u guys!! Hope u don't mind too much-I'm trying to update as quickly as i can!! Show some love with a vote and comment<3