I’m Tony Starks daughter. Peter and I have been best friends since he started working for my dad as spiderman. We’ve been inseparable. We go to school together and are always doing homework, hanging out, or tinkering on different projects together. We have both felt more for each other for awhile, but each of us have been too scared to actually tell the other. It’s obvious to everyone around us. The way we look at each other, the lingering touches, excuses to stay over at each others houses. All because we can’t get enough of each other. Recently though at school, I have been getting a lot of attention from other guys. I don’t really entertain them, but that doesn’t change Peter’s undeniable jealousy. He distances himself because of his jealousy, while I’m left confused as to why he is. It’s Friday night and all the avengers are over for the usual weekly hang outs. Food, movie’s, games, just talking. Anything and everything happen these nights. This night in particular Peter is extra brooding and keeps pushing me subtly away. The tension builds over time from his little comments, from his silence even. I keep trying to crack his walls, but he’s insistent on keeping them up.