By this point in time, Peter knew all of the Avengers, and could easily talk to any one of them, or a group, and not feel like a complete idiot. As both Spider-Man or Peter Parker. He still was by far the youngest, but sometimes he had that going for him.

Then this happened-

Peter was sitting in Chemistry, minding his own business until the end of the period. It wasn't that he didn't like Chem, it was just so easy. The loudspeakers crackling pulled everyone out of their minds and into the real world.

"Good afternoon Midtown High! We have a surprise for you coming up next week. Some of your teachers will be replaced by other people that should be familiar faces to you all, but I highly doubt you have met them this closely. That's all."

The speakers crackled again, then when silent. Everyone in the class started whispering to each other about who would be replacing their teachers, how long they would be here, and why their teachers were being replaced in the first place. Peter just rolled his eyes and went back into his head. What were a few new faces in the halls going to do to him?

Oh if only he knew.

Later that day back at the Avengers tower, said teenager walked into the penthouse after getting home from school.

"I'm here!" Peter called out, then helped himself to some food. He didn't dare touch the pop tarts, let to "feel the wrath of the mighty Thor" or whatever it was the Asgardian had said considering the pastry. Not hearing anyone around, Peter just shrugged it off and headed to his lab to do some cool science thing. It was Friday, homework was for Sunday night.

After a half hour of silence in the penthouse, he became suspicious. It was never that there wasn't a note left, a voicemail, a text, or even a missed call, and yet there be no one there to make a sound. Even with his super-hearing, Peter couldn't find anything besides the buzzing of machines going off every so often.

Leaving his lab, he went downstairs a few levels out of the Avengers part of the tower, but still in the higher up ranks. He swiped his card, which granted him access to everywhere except places that only Tony had. Peter asked to see Pepper, and her secretary let him in for a few minutes.

"Oh, hello Peter," she said, arranging some papers on her desk.

"Hey, uhh… where is everyone? Are they having another prank war or something?" Peter asked, sitting down on one of the chairs at Pepper's desk.

Pepper raised an eyebrow and shook her head. "I have no idea. Usually, when there's a war I get called into both sides to come up with pranks."

Peter suddenly face-palmed. "Wow I'm an idiot," he muttered under his breath. Speaking louder, he said, "Friday, where are the rest of the Avengers?"

"They are in the meeting room on the 72nd floor. I can take you to them if you wish," the AI responded.

"Yes please," he turned around to look at Pepper. "See you around," and ran out of the room back to the elevator. He went down to the 72nd floor and walked over to the meeting room. Hearing voices inside he stopped and tried to hear some of what they were talking about.

"-plan is good?" Peter heard Steve finish. What are they planning, and why wasn't I involved? Peter wondered

"Oh yeah, the kid won't have any idea what's coming for him," Tony answered. Peter's eyes went wide. Usually when Tony referred to "the kid" it was Peter himself.

"Remember, he can't know about any of this before Monday," Nat said, pushing a chair back, presumably to stand up. Peter took that as his cue to leave and ran back to the elevator. He rode it up to the penthouse, then went back to his lab to do something. Before long, the Avengers came up the elevator and split into their respective areas. Tony and Bruce to their labs, Clint, Steve, and Natasha to a training room, with Thor and Bucky to the kitchen.

Peter worked mindlessly for a few hours, trying to make a new upgrade on his Spider suit. Just as he was finishing uploading the new web formula into a shooter, he dropped it and facepalmed. He was seriously not on his game today. The fucking Avengers were going to be replacing his teachers on Monday, and lasting for who knows how long. Honestly, what else could it be? Nerves dropped to his stomach, and Peter groaned. They all knew who he was, with the mask on and off.

This was not going to be a fun few days.

Finally, it was Monday morning. Peter had tried to avoid the other Avengers through the weekend to risk saying something stupid, instead of hiding in his lab doing homework, studying, or making a mostly pointless robot (it was mostly the third option).

Not seeing any of the Avengers up and about at that time made Peter even more suspicious of who the new teachers were going to be. Snatching two pop tarts, he decided to take the fun way and swing out. Peter used his hidden web-shooters to swing out an open window. Well, not open, it was just broken and Tony didn't want anyone up there to fix it. He swung down to a back alley that he knew no one ever went to and headed to school.

Ten minutes later, Peter got to his school, and everyone was still whispering about who would be their new teachers. Peter just rolled his eyes, pulled out his phone, clicked into the Avengers group chat.

7:24- SpideyBoi: Where was everyone this morning? It was like a ghost town up in the Penthouse today.

7:24- IronDude: We're fine. Just have a project that we had to get up early for.

7:25- SpideyBoi: Sure, likely story.

7:25- SpideyBoi: I'll buy it for now, I have to get to class.

Peter turned off his phone and walked to his homeroom. He didn't see the teacher and groaned. It wasn't Thor then. Or Cap, really. While Steve would have the dramatic entrance, he wouldn't do that on the first day. Peter just sighed and leaned back in his chair waiting for the bell to ring.

He must have fallen asleep because he woke up to Natasha's face too close to his. "Glad someone rejoined the land of the living," Natasha said, smiling too big for the occasion.

"Must you, Nat?" Peter quietly asked the spy.

"Oh this is nothing yet," she whispered right back with a small smirk. Going back to the front of the room, she addressed the rest of the class. "If you couldn't figure it out yet, the Avengers are filling in for your teachers this week. Everyone but Spider-Man will be here, he has other things going on."

You could say other things, but you could also say being embarrassed at school by his adult teammates for a week.

Peter had an idea, and smirked slightly, catching Nat's eye. She smirked back at him. This was not going to be a fun week.

Thankfully the bell rung for first period then, and Peter didn't know who to expect for English. Tony and Bruce wouldn't bother with that, they're definitely the science fill-ins. Maybe Thor? What other subject would the Asgardian know about well enough to teach it?

Sure enough, when he walked into the classroom the Asgardian prince was there at the desk. He ditched his usual outfit at least and looked somewhat like he was supposed to be there.

The bell rang, and people (mostly girls) were whispering about how good he looked. Peter just rolled his eyes at them. They didn't realize that technically Thor was 1,500 years old, even though he looked to be in his late twenties. That and the minor fact that he already had a girlfriend. Or the one he wasn't even from Earth, or Midgard, whichever you wanted to call it. Or the other one that he was the God of Thunder. Or maybe it was he was a royal, heir to the throne of Asgard.

"Welcome everyone!" Thor boomed. He then proceeded to take attendance. When he got to Peter's name, he shot a slightly apologetic look to the teen, then moved on. Once finished, he grabbed a stack of papers off the desk and passed one out to everyone.

"Just out of curiosity, I want each of you to fill this out. It won't count towards our grade, obviously. The only one that would do that to you is Tony," Thor said, earning some laughs. Peter just nodded knowingly. Sounded true enough, as Tony could hack the grade portal site in less than five minutes, and make it look like child's play. Maybe Nat could too…

The quiz was about Asgard and the science behind it. Even Peter who had spent months in the tower had no idea on some.

"This isn't bad at all," Peter said as he turned to the next page. "Never mind." The front page was basics, royal family names, important terms, Thor had mentioned all of those. But the next few pages had the science of the Bifrost. Only the things that Jane had mentioned on the rare times she visited the tower were known by Peter. When he finished all he could, he pulled out his phone to the group chat again.

8:08- SpideyBoi: Really guys. Really

8:08- IronDude: Oh you haven't even had me yet :

8:08- SpideyBoi: Pstt everyone but Tony, don't tell him I'm skipping his class.

8:09- NatWidow: I would be in the same place if I was you Peter

8:09- IronDude: Nunuh you can't skip it. You can't take my fun away from me. WOW glad to know who's side you're on Nat.

8:09 SpideyBoi: In that case I'm swinging back to the tower lol

8:10- MightyThor: Peter get off your phone, you aren't doing a very good job of hiding it.

At that, Peter looked up at Thor and being the mature superhero he was, stuck his tongue out.

8:11- MightyThor: Wow so mature.

8:11- SpideyBoi: I have no idea what you're talking about

8:12- NatWidow: Did he stick his tongue out?

8:12- IronDude: Please tell me he stuck his tongue out at you

8:13- MightyThor: He stuck his tongue out.

8:13- SpideyBoi: I stuck my tongue out.

8:14- IronDude: CALLED IT.

8:14- IronDude: Anyways, what class do you have next?

8:14- NatWidow: Excuse me, I said it first.

8:14- SpideyBoi: Math

8:14- IronDude: Awe, that's with Wanda, and we all know how much she loves you.

8:14- SpideyBoi: I mean after that is Phys which I'm assuming is you or Bruce.

8:15- IronDude: It's me

8:15- SpideyBoi: Yep I'm ditching

8:15- IronDude: Please don't, I need you to be my entertainment for the day.

The bell rung then, and everyone went to the front of the room to turn in their papers, then left the room. Peter hurried over to math, where he saw Wanda as he expected. Since he was the first one there, they did their little handshake before everyone else came in.

People soon filed into the room and took their seat.

8:18 IronDude: Great now he's ignoring me.

8:18 NatWidow: Did you or did you not just hear the bell ring? Honestly, you think a self-made superhero would be more intelligent than this

8:18- SpideyBoi: No, Wanda just likes me so I'm ignoring you people that like to see me suffer

Peter put his phone away before Tony could respond. He felt the buzz in his pocket but didn't bother to look at it.

"Hey everyone. I uhh… I'm Wanda Maximoff. One of the newer Avengers," Wanda started in her now fading accent. She lifted her hand up, and everyone could see the red light glowing in her hands. "But don't mess with me." She gave them a bright smile, but everyone was set on edge.

Peter knew she wouldn't do anything to hurt his classmates, just embarrass them a little. Not that he cared. Flash was in this class, and he was secretly hoping he would do something and have Wanda flip out. Instead, she passed out a worksheet for them to do that was a review of everything they had done that year. Super easy. Peter finished it in no time at all, and pulled his phone out.

8:20- IronDude: Excuse me, who was the one that made you an Avenger in the first place and got you access to this chat?

8:21- IronDude: Also Nat, hanging around all these teenagers is making me stupid. That and I've already gotten used to tuning them out.

8:21- NatWidow: It's been one period… what's so wrong with that one class that has you ignoring the rest of the world.

8:21- IronDude: Don't ask, you don't want to know.

8:49- SpideyBoi: I thank Cap for that one, seeing he's the reason you looked for me in the first place.

8:49- IronDude: If I wasn't in the middle of a lesson I would come over and fight you myself.

8:50- SpideyBoi: Oh yeah? And face Wanda too?

8:51- IronDude: Shut it kid

8:51- SpideyBoi: Thought so

8:52- ScarletWanda: I'm going to start laughing and that's not very professional.

8:53- MighyThor: Agreed.

8:53- Katniss: Same. I'm trying to scare some people here, me laughing isn't going to help me with this mission.

8:53- NatWidow: You all are so stupid, why are you guys being trusted as being teachers for a week

Tony didn't reply to him, so Peter closed out of the message, not wanting to see Nat insult the rest of the team. He looked up to see Wanda looking at her phone silently laughing. She felt his eyes on her, and looked up and smiled at Peter, still laughing. He continued laughing too, making sure to stay silent. The period was over not long after that, and Peter dragged his feet leaving. "Just my luck. Iron Dude next," Peter muttered to Wanda as he passed.

She just laughed. "You'll be fine. He can't do too much without revealing your other identity." Peter had to agree with that, and waved to Wanda as he left. He walked slowly down the hall not wanting to be in the Physics lab any longer than he needed to be.

When he walked into the room Tony wasn't there, but he still knew he was coming. Peter took a seat at the very back, not wanting to draw attention to himself. Flash was again in this class, and was going on and on about how Peter was lying about the Stark Internship. By the end of the period, he would know the truth, if Tony had anything to do with it.

In traditional Tony style, he walked in 2 minutes late, without a care in the world that he was late. As soon as he walked in everyone was silent, not wanting to be disrespectful. Peter sunk down lower in his chair, but he knew that wouldn't work.

Sure enough, as soon as he started attendance (bottom up), he found Peter. "Well, well, well. I would have thought my intern wouldn't be hiding from me," Tony said with a smirk.

Flash looked stunned and started sputtering. He still didn't believe that Peter was working for Tony. "What's your issue?" Tony asked, walking over to where Flash was sitting.

"Not- nothing sir," Flash stuttered.

Tony smiled and nodded. "Good to know." He walked back over to Peter, and leaned on his desk. "So Pete, how's your day been."

Peter shot his mentor a death glare. "It's going fine. You weren't exactly discrete about planning this."

Now it was Tony's turn to splutter. "When did you figure out? We kept this top secret."

"Next time, try harder. On Friday it was too quiet so I went to make sure nothing had happened and I heard a group talking about 'don't let the kid know' and 'he'll have no idea what's coming for him', one person being you. Not that had to figure out," Peter explained, leaning back in the chair.

"One, how did you get this from that. Two… uggh Jarvis likes you too much," Tony said, then noticed everyone was staring at them. "What?"

Realizing he hasn't done anything for the period so far, Tony finished attendance and started answering questions people had about the Avengers, Iron Man, Stark Industries, if Peter was actually an intern, and the likes. That took up almost all of the period, so Tony didn't have a chance to pull anything. He handed out a paper for them to do for homework, but Peter would have no trouble solving it. It would take him not even five minutes to do in study hall. Even though there was only three minutes left in the period, Tony had to do something.

"Since we still have a few minutes, and no one else seems to have any questions, why don't I have Peter come up here and explain what he does for the Internship?" Tony phrased it as a question, but Peter knew it was more of a demand than a question. Peter shot Tony another death glare, which he returned with a grin.

Accepting his fate, Peter stood up and walked to the front of the room. "Uhh, well, the tech is awesome," Peter started, and glared at Tony when he snorted. He couldn't say much because that would reveal he was Spider-Man, for crying out loud. "I mess around with some of the bots at times, mostly Dum-E and U. They're pretty interesting."

Peter tried to come up with a few more things, but no one could doubt that he did in fact have an internship at Stark Industries. Luckily the bell rung for study hall, and Peter got out of there as fast as he could. Tony couldn't stop him since people were coming up to ask him other questions that they had just thought of. Mostly for autographs though.

He got to his study hall class and saw Natasha there. Well isn't this just great Peter thought to himself. His study hall teacher is the same as his Spanish, so there's a good chance she's also doing that class later in the day. It wasn't that Peter was scared of her, like most of his classmates were, but it's that same issue. Even though she tried to scare him, it didn't work, and it annoyed his fellow spider Avenger.

Nat gave Peter a 'just you wait' look and picked up her phone. Peter quickly took a seat and did the same thing.

10:23- SpideyBoi: Nat I s2g you pull anything I'm going to fight you later today.

10:24- NatWidow: Where would you get that idea?

10:24- SpideyBoi: Oh you know, Tony. Or the fact that you hate that I'm not scared of you

10:25- IronDude: Wait why am I being pulled into this? I didn't do anything

10:25- Capsicle: Ok even I don't buy that one

10:26- IronDude: Shut it Cap

10:26- NatWidow: I won't start anything, but I can't promise I won't continue or finish anything

10:27- SpideyBoi: Works for me

The bell rang, Natasha placed her phone down and stood up to walk around the desk. "For those who somehow don't know, I'm Natasha Romanoff, or the Black Widow. It's highly advised you don't piss me off." She gave a small smile to the class.

Peter tried to hide a short laugh, but it didn't work. Nat looked at him, silently asking him if he really wanted to do that. He raised his hands in surrender and looked away. Even though he wasn't looking, he knew she had a smug look on her face.

"Who here doesn't have anything to do this period?" Natasha asked the class. Half of the class raised their hand including Peter. That worksheet could be done some other time. "I have an idea, and I'm sure some of you will enjoy it. We're going to name two of my teammates, original or new, and you guys are going to vote on who would win in a fight. Sound like fun?" The class nodded and started whispering who she would pick. Peter pulled his phone out yet again.

9:20- SpideyBoi: Natasha don't you fucking dare

9:20- Capsicle: Language

Peter heard Nat's phone dinging, and she must have too, since she picked it up and started typing. Everyone just heard Nat sighing and shaking her head after reading whatever was causing her phone to ring so much.

9:21- NatWidow: Me? Whatever would I do?

9:21- Katniss: Would you guys cut it out I'm trying to scare my class and my phone going off isn't helping.

9:22- SpideyBoi: You're going to put yourself against me for this, and if you do we're going down right there. (also fuck off Cap, and turn your phone to silent Clint)

Nat rolled her eyes visibly and put her phone down again. "Sorry, my friends are being idiots, as always. Anyways, hmm… who should we pick first?"

A kid in the back of the room raised her hand, and Natasha pointed to her. "Uhh, Spider-Man versus Captain America." The class talked amongst themselves for a few minutes, and once everyone quieted down the vote was taken. 10 people thought Cap would win, 2 people thought Spider-Man would win. Those two people were Ned and Peter, for obvious reasons.

"Peter, Ned, why do you think Spidey Boy would win?"

Peter glared at the nickname, but didn't let anyone but Natasha see it. "Come on, Captain's main weapon is his shield, and Spider-Man could just use his webs to take it off of him," Peter explained, putting emphasis on Man. He thought back to Berlin and how many times he had taken Cap's shield, and it was a lot more than the owner of the patriotic shield would admit.

"Fair enough. Everyone else, why would Cap win?"

The other side of the room started saying stuff about experience, strength, and a few other things Peter couldn't quite catch. Strength, that's false. An entire building had fallen on him once, and Peter had lifted it off when he was injured, without his suit. They were pretty even for strength, but the experience he couldn't deny at all. Well… Steve had been frozen in ice for seventy years, that had to make him a little rusty.

"Next!" Natasha pointed to a boy who had his hand raised.

"You versus Hawkeye," the kid said. That one was too easy. Natasha would win that one any day, even if they were both world-class spies.

The rest of the class agreed with Peter for that, and Nat blushed in her traditional way: a little bit of red at her scalp, nothing else to show any emotion. They kept going, until halfway though the period someone had the idea of "Spider-Man versus you!"

Peter looked Natasha straight in the eye, daring her to say something. She accepted his dare, and said, "Oh as if, I could beat him any time."

Peter just looked straight offended. "That's false. Spider would win at least some of them. You guys have basically the same skill set, just he has webs."

"Yeah, and I have assassin training," Natasha quickly retorted.

"Doesn't someone else have assassin training too? And didn't Spider-Man overpower them at some point? Oh, and the metal arm that is supposed to be unstoppable," Peter asked, knowing exactly who it was, and he did in fact beat them at some point. He had meet Bucky in Berlin, and had overpowered his metal arm. Later he learned that he shouldn't have been able to do that, and his strength is insane.

"Yes," she drew out the word, not quite getting what Peter was going at.

"There you go, case closed," Peter said, raising his hands in victory. That earned him a glare from Nat, but she couldn't say anything as that would reveal his identity. His classmates were looking around at each other confused as to why Peter was suddenly being so daring around authority figures. It wasn't like him at all.

"We'll talk about this later," Nat whispered, so silent that only Peter could pick it up with his enhanced hearing. She then turned back to the class to continue paring people up, and debating who would win.

Thankfully the bell run not to long after, and Peter could escape the Black Widow's wrath until after school. He had history though, and Peter had no doubts it would be with Captain America. It didn't help that over half of the people that played the game in study hall with Natasha were in his history class.

Once the bell rang, someone raised their hand and asked, "Who would win in a fight, you or Spider-Man?"

Steve raised his eyebrow, and glanced around the room wondering where that question came from. He lingered just a touch longer on Peter, who shrugged the smallest amount. "We haven't fought except for sparing for training, so I'm not sure," Steve lied. Peter rolled his eyes (why is he doing this so much today wow), and hid his phone to text Steve.

11:06- SpideyBoi: False, and we both know it

11:07- Vis: What keeps going on? I'm sure one other person will get what you're talking about and that's who ever is teaching your class right now.

11:08- SpideyBoi: True, and it's Cap, so every time we send something his phone plays a line of the national anthem.

11:08- SpideyBoi: It's hilarious.

Steve finally noticed that his phone kept going off, and started blushing. Peter was laughing internally, knowing he caused most of it. "Sorry about that. Tony changed the buzzer and I have no idea to switch it back. Cons of living your childhood during the Great Depression," Steve explained, and shoved his phone into a pocket of his pants. Peter decided against sending more texts, and looked back up from his lap. If they can embarrass me, I can embarrass them too Peter thought. This might actually be a fun week.

But Steve Rogers being Steve Rogers, had a random person in class tell him a war, era, or date in history they were even partially interested in, and he talked for fifteen minutes about it. Not the 'these are the most boring facts that tell you the details about it' but the random stories from the time that show what it was really like. The class was actually pretty interesting, and Peter learned a lot more than he thought he would during this week.

They got through almost three people, before the bell rang. Their homework was to think of a time period that wasn't mentioned for the rest of the week. Peter dropped all of his books at his locker, and headed to the cafeteria to meet M.J. and Ned.

"Dude, these guys are awesome," Ned told Peter once they got to the lunch line. The cafeteria food wasn't great, but was decent for being school cafeteria food.

Peter shrugged, and moved his tray along the ledge. "You don't know half of it. The chat is blowing up."

"Chat-" Ned looked star-struck. "You're in the Avenger's group chat," he breathed.

"Sadly. Tony is being annoying, Cap is yelling at everyone for swearing, Nat is calling us all idiots, Clint is telling us to stop texting so he can drop out of the vents onto someone without them knowing, Vis is just confused, Thor can't hardly type a full sentence, Wanda is loving it as much as I am, Bruce I think blocked us because we're that annoying, and T'Challa has no idea why we're using such 'ancient' technology. It's not that much different from any other group chat," Peter explained, grabbing a wrapped up sandwich.

"Still, it's the Avengers. Anyone in this school would kill to be in that chat," Ned said, following Peter's lead in grabbing a sandwich. They checked out their food, then headed back to their regular corner seats.

"I'm going to be surprised if at the end of this week I'm not revealed," Peter said once they got to their table.

"And- well, would you be cool with that?" Ned asked, starting to eat. Peter thought about it. It would be nice to not have to hide anymore. The public knew who all the other Avengers were behind their masks, if they even wore one.