Stark's Daughter

WARNINGS: she/her pronouns, cursing

WORD COUNT: 1538

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The first time Peter Parker noticed her was when she was aimlessly wondering around the hallways, holding a slightly crumbled piece of paper in her left hand. It was obvious that Peter had trouble talking to girls, he's always been that way. But when he looked at her, a sudden wave of confidence washed over him as he found himself striding towards her.

"I don't mean to bother you, but you seem a little lost," Peter said smoothly. He was honestly surprised that he wasn't stammering and tripping over his own two feet. The girl looked up at him with a beaming smile that made his heart melt. "That obvious, huh?" She chuckled at herself before reaching out her hand and offering the piece of paper to Peter.

"I don't know where room 246 is. Can you help?" Peter couldn't help but notice the light red tint that found its way onto her cheeks. Peter gently took the paper out of her hand to examine what class she was supposed to be in.

"You're on the wrong side of the school," Peter finally admitted, reaching the paper back to her. She let out a sigh of annoyance. "I've been up and down these halls at least twice, could you please show me?" She had a glint of hope and embarrassment in her eyes. 

Peter grinned, "Yeah, I would love to." Beside the fact that he was supposed to be returning to his own class, he figured the principle would let him off the hook if the new girl had anything to do with it.  "Thank you so much," the girl felt relief wash over her.

"You know, you look really familiar. Have we met before?" Peter broke the silence as they walked down the hallway. The girl looked up at him with an unsure smile. "No, I doubt we have. I just moved here from Kansas," she told him. Peter nodded his head, thinking if there had been any time he was in Kansas, but came up with nothing.

They arrived at room 246 just a few short minutes later. Before the girl went into the door, she turned to look at Peter. "Thank you, a lot. I would still be wondering around like an idiot if you didn't come and save me," she laughed out and Peter found himself smiling again.

She went to turn into the classroom before turning back around to face Peter. "I'm Y/N, by the way," she said. As soon as they were about to part ways, she remembered where her manners were. 'Y/N, that's a perfect name,' Peter thought to himself.

"I'm Peter."

***

Peter Parker could not get the girl out of his head. Instead of taking notes for his chemistry class, he was caught up about thinking of her. He knew that he had saw her somewhere. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember. And to say the least, it was starting to bother him.

He jumped when the bell rang, signalling that it was the end of the day. He shoved his notebook and pencil into his backpack and slung it over his shoulder before rushing out of the classroom.

He was hoping that in the sea of people, he would bump into her. He just wanted one more glimpse at her beautiful face. But she was no where to be found. So he gave up and ran to catch the bus.

The entire ride home, he was in deep thought. He wasn't even paying attention to the music that blared through his headphones. All he could think about was the girl; nothing more, noting less. The only thing that could keep him from thinking about her was the text he had received from Happy Hogan.

Happy :)
Tony needs you to take
a suit out on a test run. ~ H
                                                                                         
Me
Be there as soon as I get home,
gotta grab my old one first. ~ P

Happy :)
Don't bother, get off
at the next stop. ~ H

Peter looked up from his phone to take in his surroundings. The next stop was at Moira's Flower Shop. A boy, two years younger than Peter, got off there. So when the bus came to a halt and he saw the boy walk towards the exit, Peter shot up to follow him.

When the bus drove away, sure enough the black car was parked on the opposite side of the road. He looked both ways once before dashing across the street and into the car. "Hey Happy!" Peter exclaimed, throwing his bad onto the floor of the car. "Hey kid, how was school?" Happy figured the least he could do was ask him how his day went. Peter's eyes lit up.

The first thing that came to mind was (you guessed it) the girl. Peter had told Happy about her getting lost and him helping her find her class. And how pretty and kind she was. If it was up to Peter, he probably could've rambled about her for the rest of the day.

"Her name was Y/N," Peter said, smiling to himself. If Happy wasn't the professional he was, he probably would have swerved off the road. But a smug smirk found its way onto his face instead. "Y/N, aye?"

***

As soon as Peter pulled into the garage at Stark Tower, he was out of the car. He didn't even wait for Happy to turn the car off. He was excited to tell Tony about his encounter with the girl today. He walked straight through the door like he owned the place and right down to the lab where he knew Tony would be. 

"I met this really cool girl today, Mr. Stark," Peter said, taking a seat next to Tony. Tony was making a few final touches to the suit. "That's nice, Pete," Tony gave him a small nudge on the arm. "I made a few upgrades. I know you said the last one was getting a little tight around the belt," Tony smirked. "Thanks, Mr. Stark. I really appreciate it." Peter picked up the suit to examine it closer.

"Hey dad, can I borrow- Peter?!" If Peter would've turned any quicker, he would have defiantly gotten a bad case of whiplash. His eyes nearly popped out of his skull as he saw
Y/N standing at the top of the staircase, still wearing what she had on at school. The only thing that was different was her once straitened locks were now pulled up into a bun on top of her head.  

The first thing he thought to do was hide his suit. So, he quickly pushed it off the table, much to Tony's dismay. "What are you doing here?" She walked down the stairs, coming to a stop between Peter and Tony. "I- uhm, I was just," Peter could not, for the life of him, come up with an answer.

"Wait, you two know each other?" Tony asked looking between the two kids. Before Peter could say anything, Y/N pipped up. "Yeah, I got lost and he helped me find my class," Peter noticed her body inch closer to his. He was still deeply confused as to why the new girl was in Tony Stark's lab.

That's when realization hit him like a ton of bricks. He looked at Y/N, then at Tony, and then at Y/N again. "Y-You're Tony Stark's daughter," he said. About two months ago, Tony mentioned something about how his daughter was coming to live with him. Peter didn't think much of it at the time.

"The one and only," Y/N nodded and gave Peter a smirk. Tony was standing there, eyebrows raised. "She's the cool girl you met at school today?" He asked. Peter suddenly became flustered. But he found himself nodding.

While Peter and her father were too busy having a stare down, she noticed a red and blue clump of cloth laying on the floor. Y/N knew about the Avengers. She knew about the Sokovia Accords, about a 100 year old guy killing her grandparents before she got to meet them, she knew about everything. So, she knew that, what was in fact laying in front of her was the infamous Spider-Man suit.

"Oh my god, you're Spider-Man!" She exclaimed, picking up the suit and holding it in front of her. Peter's attention went from Tony's to her's in an instant. "What? That's not mine," he said. Y/N Stark was many things. A dummy, however, she was not. "Peter, its okay. I'm not going to tell anyone. I would never do that," she laid the suit back down on the table. Peter sighed.

First, he meets a girl. A very pretty girl, at that.

Then, Tony comes up with another suit. Which he was internally grateful for.

Next, he finds out the very pretty girl he met was, in fact, Tony Stark's daughter.

And finally, she had found out his biggest secret.

If all of this had happened in the span of five hours, what would happen in the long run? Peter knew he was going to be in for one hell of a ride.