Two weeks later, the portal leading to Negative Zone is still under construction. Peter has completed the part he was responsible for and can only go back to school temporarily.
Midtown High School Canteen.
"So I told her directly that it was absolutely impossible." Mary rolled his eyes.
Peter and Mark next to him looked at each other and let out a sigh of despair. A month ago he was still fighting six super villains, and three weeks ago he just saved President United States, and now... he is actually squatting in the high school cafeteria listening to girls chatting about campus trivia.
"That's what you should say! I can't believe she actually thinks she can replace you!" Liz·Allan echoed from the side.
Peter turned to look at Mark: "By the way, how is your band?"
"It's pretty good." Mark took a sip of water.
"Any performances coming soon?"
"There will be one tonight, in the Manhattan underground abandoned train terminal." Mark's eyes lit up, "That place is now an underground club, it's super popular, and it's not easy to get in! If we perform well tonight, the band will definitely become a hit!"
"That sounds good, maybe I'll go and support it." Peter nodded.
"Really?" Mark was a little surprised, "Don't you have to go to Fantastic Four to work?"
"No, I have finished the preliminary work." Peter shrugged. Reed is currently working on building a molecular quantum wave elimination field. Without this thing, they dare not open the portal rashly.
While the two were chatting, an arrogant voice suddenly came out from behind Peter:
"Wait, did I hear that right?! Parker is actually going to the 'Cachi' club party?!"
Flash·Flash Thompson laughed and squeezed over, followed by a few friends. Peter sighed secretly. In the original time and space, Felicia·Hardy actually married this guy. It was simply the biggest joke he had ever heard in his life.
"Peter, are you really going tonight?" Liz and Mary Jane also stopped talking.
"Go ahead, is there anything strange?"
"Well... it's really strange." Liz said bluntly, "Ever since you... well, after the accident, you rarely hang out with us."
She is right. Since returning from Earth-982, Peter has spent almost all of her time doing Spider-Man and doing scientific research.
"People have to relax." Peter smiled, "And I also want to listen to Mark's performance."
Flash·Flash Thompson snorted coldly, "It's really strange. I thought that a good student like you would only chew books at home. By the way, I would like to remind you that there will be all kinds of exciting stuff at the party. Don't be so scared that you wet your pants, Parker."
Peter glanced at him sideways. "I'm different from you, Flash. My life is much more fulfilling and I don't need to rely on drugs to find stimulation."
Flash's face instantly darkened. "What did you say?"
"Literally."
"You two, if you want to fight, go outside and fight." Liz rolled his eyes, "I don't want to see you quarreling like an old couple in the middle of lunch."
Flash sneered, "Okay, Parker, do you dare to make a bet? Whoever loses will come to school wearing a full set of pink clothes tomorrow."
"What is the challenge?" Peter raised his eyebrows.
"Let's see who can successfully strike up a conversation at the party tonight and take away a girl." Flash showed a wicked smile, "Do you dare to pick up the girl? Or are you still sad about your ex-girlfriend who ran away?"
Peter's eyes were slightly cold, he stretched out his hand to hold Flash's hand, and secretly increased his strength. "It's a bet."
Flash's face turned red instantly and he took a deep breath. When Peter let go of his hand, there were already red fingerprints on the back of his hand.
Seeing Flash walking away in despair while rubbing his hands, Peter turned to look at the two girls on the table, slammed his hands on the table. "Okay, we are in big trouble - MJ, Liz, help me match a handsome outfit!"
Liz suddenly became excited. "This is my strength!"
That night, Parker mansion.
"Try this one on instead!" Liz took out a shirt from the closet.
Peter took the clothes and sighed helplessly, "Liz, this is already the third item."
"Stop talking nonsense and put it on quickly!" Liz was rummaging in the closet, "But, Peter, I didn't expect you have a lot of good stuff in your closet. I thought you only had those filthy plaid shirts."
"Those..." Peter hid in the cubicle to change clothes and muttered softly, "Actually, Felicia bought them for me."
Liz outside moved for a moment but did not answer the call.
Mary Jane sat on the bed and flipped through her phone, smiling and joking, "But Little Tiger, you haven't been to a party in a long time, right?"
"How many months? Just kidding, he never went there before." Liz added, "Our 'Mr. Responsible' never participates in such entertainment activities. But I am relieved that he can come out of the shadows."
"It's changed."
Peter opened the door and walked out. He wore a pair of black slim-fitting jeans, a bright purple roll-sleeved shirt, and an exquisite vest. He looked capable and a little handsome.
Mary·Jian: "Wow, Peter, he's quite handsome."
When I finished cleaning up and went downstairs, I happened to bump into Uncle Ben and Richard·Parker who had just entered the door.
Uncle Ben looked Peter up and down, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. "Boy, what are you doing?"
Mary·Jian cleared her throat, preparing to respond with the complicated excuse she had made up, "That's it, Mr. Parker, Liz and I were invited to..."
"Going to high school students' underground party." Peter took over the topic directly.
Mary·Jian and Liz were immediately stunned.
Richard raised his eyebrows. "Will there be illegal drugs?"
"Maybe, but I don't need it." Peter spread his hands.
"Is the concert loud?"
"I hope so."
"Can you drink?" Richard asked with interest.
"I will try my best." Peter replied seriously.
Uncle Ben and Richard looked at each other, and Richard showed a smile on his face, "That's good, I wish you have a good time."
Liz's eyes almost popped out of his head. "Wait... you just agreed like that?!"
Uncle Ben laughed loudly and patted Peter on the shoulder, "Liz Dear, do you know how long it took us to convince this kid to go out and socialize more? This is a great thing! But kid, pay attention to safety when you get there, remember--"
"With great ability comes great responsibility."