"Peter?" Aunt May asked as she knocked on the teen's door. She opened it and entered to see that Peter had half of his body hanging out of the bed and was snoring loudly. May crossed her arms and chuckled to herself before looking at the state of his room, a displeased expression marking her face as she saw the clutter already covering the floor
"Peter, we've been in this house less than three days and your room is already a mess" she said with a scowl, grabbing several piles of clothes and throwing them into his washing basket "When you get home from school today you're sorting all of this out" Peter merely groaned from where his face lay in the pillow as he lazily waved a hand at his aunt.
"Did you forget?" May asked as she tapped her foot impatiently "You've got a new school to get to" Peter's eyes shot open as he pushed himself up in bed.
"And I'm going to be late if I don't hurry up!" he growled, grabbing a towel from his bedroom floor and rushing into the bathroom across the hall. The house he and his aunt had moved into was in the residential area of Canterlot, a moderately large house with more than enough space for the two of them. Peter had been given the second bedroom and the second largest while May had gotten the master bedroom with it's own en suite built into the side of it complete with tiled walls and glass showers. The main bathroom was smaller than the en suite but it came with a rather fancy bath and a boxed in shower that didn't pack as much power as the en suite. The downstairs area of the house was made up of three rooms: the kitchen, the living room and a downstairs toilet with a large garage being attached to the house through a door on the side. Peter showered quickly, brushing his teeth before quickly sorting out his brown hair into it's usual quiff before hurrying back into his room. He pulled on a pair of black jeans and his Ramones shirt before pulling a thin, black cotton hoodie over his body and finally putting on his traditional army green Vince jacket. He quickly decided on glasses over contacts before opening his drawers and grabbing his web shooters. He heard his aunt call him for breakfast from downstairs as he fastened on the mechanical wrist bands before he grabbed his skateboard from the corner of his room and heading down the stairs. He leapt down the last four stairs, grabbing his black converses as he stood up straight before heading into the kitchen.
"What do you want on your toast Peter?" May asked as she gestured to a selection of toppings from butter to strawberry jam. Peter grabbed the stick of butter from the butter tray it rested on and grabbed a few slices of hot toast. He took a butter knife from the utensils draw and began to butter his toast. He placed his board against the wall and went to sit at the table before he heard his aunt clear her throat. Peter looked at her for a second before the older woman flicked her eyes onto the skateboard's wheels resting against the freshly painted white walls.
"Oh, right" Peter nodded as he grabbed the board and placed it on the floor before picking up a slice of toast and taking a large bite out of it.
"Have you spoken to Gwen recently?" May asked as she finished her own mouthful of toast.
"Yeah I called her last night to see how she was doing" Peter nodded "She said that she misses both of us and wishes that she could come visit us sometime soon"
"That would be nice" May nodded wit a smile "I still don't understand why you broke up with her"
"Because a long distance relationship wouldn't have worked out for either of us" Peter said "We would've just missed each other more and more and it would've just made us both feel crappy"
"Language" May added.
"Sorry" Peter grinned. He finished off his breakfast quickly before checking the time on his phone. It was nearly eight in the morning and he had half an hour to get to his new school before he would get lectured for being late.
"I'll see you later Aunt May" Peter said, kissing her on the cheek before grabbing his board and rushing out of the door.
The two of them had moved into a little neighborhood with mostly elderly residents which made Peter one of the very few residents under the age of fifty. He plugged a set of running earphones into his phone before setting his music to cycle before hooking them over the tops of his ears and pushing the buds into his ears and replacing his phone in his pocket. He dropped his board onto the sidewalk before placing his foot on it and looking around. The autumn morning was quite cold and after a second of judgement he decided to stick his thumbs through the holes in the cuffs of his hoodie in his way of keeping the cuffs up his hands and keeping them warm. His ears perked up when he heard the sound of two female voices coming from the house next to his. He turned his head to see who the voices belonged to. One was a lavender unicorn with dark purple hair with a lighter streak through it, slightly off center. She wore a thick purple winter coat with a light purple scarf wrapped around her neck. She had a pair of striped purple winter leggings on and topped off with a large pair of purple boots. The second woman was a pink alicorn with several streaks of color in her hair. She wore a woolen pink jacket that fastened over the left side of her chest with a large collar and thick cuffs. She covered her legs with a pair of white jeans with white winter boots. She had a pair of fingerless gloves on her hands, revealing her pink and well manicured nails.
"Come on Twilight" the alicorn said with a chuckle "I can drive you to school today since I've got a few things to do around there anyway"
"Are you sure?" the lavender unicorn asked "I mean you don't have to"
"Nope, stop arguing" the alicorn chuckled "I'm driving you, that's the end of it" It was at this point that the alicorn seemed to notice Peter just as he checked his phone to see what time it was.
"Well, now or never" Peter shrugged, tucking his phone back into his pocket and pushing off on his skateboard. The signature sound of the wheels grating against the ground was like music to his ears as he wove in and out of people walking in the early morning. He crouched low to the board as he went down a hill to gain extra speed as he rounded a corner, kick-flipping over a pile of abandoned boxes in the middle of the sidewalk. As the terrain became steeper he had to push more and more before the streets leveled out again. The further Peter got into the city the larger the buildings became and the more it began to look like Manehattan, giving him a feeling of homesickness for a brief moment before he accepted that he wasn't in Manehattan anymore and that was that. This was when his mind began to drift to thoughts of Gwen, how much he missed her and how much he wanted to see her again. Peter used a mixture of his heightened senses and peripheral vision to guide him through the now much busier streets of the main city of Canterlot. As Peter was forced to give up on skating due to the large crowd and decided he would give attach his board to his bag. But it was as he went to take it off his shoulders he realized that he had forgotten to bring it with him.
"Dammit!" he growled, turning around and sprinting back down the streets he had skated through fifteen minutes earlier "I'm never going to make it in time now!" He leapt back onto his board and began to power through the streets at a dangerous speed. He was going at such a pace that if anything upset his balance he would be thrown to the ground in a painful pile. He knew that his adhesive powers would keep him on the board even if he did lose his balance so he knew he had nothing to worry about. He checked his phone again to see that he now had five minutes to get to school.
"Great" he growled "Even at web swinging speed I'd never make it in time"
"Name" the teacher watching the gate said impatiently. The pegasus was a dark yellow color with white hair and a very impatient scowl. He wore a black suit with a white blue tie and seemed to think the world of himself
"Peter Parker, I don't think I'll be registered yet since this is my first day" Peter said slowly "If I just-"
"Late on your first day?" the teacher asked "I thought we didn't let deadbeats like you into our school, just to let you know boy we do not tolerate slackers in this school"
"Sorry" Peter sighed.
"Don't be sorry just don't be stupid" he snapped "Now head up to the head's office, she'll want to speak to you about this" Peter nodded slowly and went to pick up his skateboard only to have it snatched away from him.
"We do not let items like that into our lovely school" he said "Leave it outside"
"But it'll get stolen" Peter said in his defense.
"That's not my problem" the teacher said with a smile "Leave it out here or go home, your choice boy" Peter looked at the teacher furiously before he dropped the skateboard against the wall and attempted to walk through the gates only to have the teacher speak to him again.
"Oh, and you're on after school detention for one hour after school, report to the head's office for that as well" he added.
"Really?!" Peter demanded furiously.
"Look at it this way, you and the headmistress are going to be very well acquainted by the end of today" he chuckled. Peter glared at him hatefully for a long second before he stuffed his hands in his pockets and walking inside the school. Celestia's School for Gifted Minds was the school he was lucky enough to be enrolled in. The school was once known as Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns but after, like everything in this day and age, it had racism charges placed against it they changed the name and started admitting regular kids.
"More like school for gifted jackasses" Peter snarled as he entered the main reception.
"Was old Sullivan giving you a hard time?" a female voice asked from across the room. Peter turned to see the same lavender unicorn he had seen earlier this morning talking to him.
"Yeah, he's not like that with everyone is he?" Peter asked.
"No, just anyone who's not a unicorn" she chuckled.
"He does realize that's racism right?" Peter asked as he pointed over his shoulder.
"Yes but he explains as that he needs to test everyone to see if they're worthy of being at this school" she explained "He was here long before the school made the change to allow regular kids in so he still stands by the old world tradition of the unicorns being the master race"
"Wow" Peter said "I am not going to get along with him am I?"
"It's alright, nobody does" she said with a nod "I'm Twilight Sparkle"
"Peter Parker" Peter replied.
"So you're my new next door neighbor right?" Twilight asked "You and your aunt?"
"Yup that's us" Peter answered with a nod "It's nice to meet you"
"You too" she said with a smile.
"Anyway, the old guy said I needed to go see the head for something" Peter said.
"I'll show you where she is in a few minutes, she's speaking with Princess Celestia right now" Twilight said, taking off her winter jacket and straightening the skirt she had tucked inside the jacket with a dark purple jumper on underneath.
"The Princess is here?" Peter asked in a surprised tone "How come?"
"She's inquiring about someone, she didn't mention who" Twilight answered "I don't think it would be a good idea to disturb her" There was suddenly a loud ringing noise as what sounded like a PA system activated. After a few seconds a female voice sounded through the speakers positioned all over the school.
"Can Peter Parker please report to the head's office" the voice requested "That's a Mister Peter Parker, report to the head's office" The voice faded away and the two teens looked at each other in confusion before Peter shrugged.
"I guess I gotta go" he said "I'll ask if they'll let me get my skateboard back before it gets stolen"
"See you around Peter" Twilight said "Nice to meet you"
"You too Twilight" Peter nodded. He was silent for a second as he looked around in confusion.
"Up the stairs and first door on your right" Twilight directed.
"Thank you" Peter chuckled as he headed up the stairs next to them. The landing he arrived on was made up of many doors that led to various offices. He walked over to the door Twilight had directed him to before knocking on it, putting his hands in his pockets as he waited for a reply.
"Come in" a female voice said. Peter opened the door and walked inside to see two women sitting around a large desk. The first was who he guessed was the headteacher. She was an elderly pegasus with white hair tied back in a large bun. She wore a simple blue suit with a blue tie and a pair of glasses on her face. The second woman was Princess Celestia herself. She was wearing all white winter gear with a thick, double breasted woolen jacket with the collar turned up with a pair of thick, white dress pants and a pair of boots. Her crown rested with a brilliant shine just above her horn, the light being refracted by the crystal set into the golden metal. She wore her usual golden necklace around her neck with the large amethyst set into it.
"Wow, you've grown so much since I last saw you Peter" the Princess said casually.
"Excuse me?" Peter asked.
"I don't expect you to remember the last time we met, you were barely over a year old when your father brought you into the lab" Celestia continued with a friendly smile.
"You knew my father?" Peter asked with a shocked expression.
"We were quite good friends for several years" Celestia nodded "He often brought you into the lab when your mother was at work, you were quite the troublemaker" Peter grinned sheepishly as he scratched the back of his head but his attention was attracted when the headteacher spoke up.
"I don't mean to be rude Your Majesty but Mr Parker here has already got himself into trouble this very morning" the head growled, giving Peter a very distrusting look.
"Look, I'm really sorry about being late but I left my bag at home and I needed to get it" Peter said in his defense.
"Why?" the head asked impatiently "You've no books to carry today and you've no books you needed to bring with you as today is your first day, what was so important that you couldn't leave it at home?"
"Uhhh" Peter said, his eyes looking back over his shoulder at his bag that contained his costume "Nothing really, just a, uh... force of habit" The head glared at him for a long second before she waved off the excuse and turned back to the Princess.
"If you don't mind me asking Your Majesty why exactly do we need this boy here?" she asked.
"Because I wanted to have a word with him, I haven't seen him in nearly seventeen years and I wanted to see how he was doing" she said.
"Very well, now Mr Parker, we need to talk about the rules of this school" the head said quickly "Each student has three chances and when they break a rule, no matter how big or small, one of these chances will be deducted for each offence, and when their chances are all wasted they are expelled" Peter clenched his fists in his pockets as his agitation grew. This was bad news for him. If he was only allowed to break three rules he would be expelled from school within the first week because of his super hero responsibilities. Back in Manehattan he was missing classes, failing tests and not doing homework almost every day and even they were getting close to expelling him. He had next to no chance of staying in this school if he was going to continue being Spider-Man.
"You've already wasted one of your chances due to the fact you were late this morning" the head continued "You better pick up the slack Mr Parker or you can say goodbye to your place at this school, are we clear?"
"Crystal" Peter said through gritted teeth.
"Good, you're dismissed" she said with a wave of her hand. Peter exited the office and closed the door quietly before letting out an aggravated sigh through his teeth.
"Well, I'm off to a great start here" Peter sighed.