You didn't really know much about being a superhero. Sure, it was nice being able to hang out with other popular people, being successful, everybody asking and knowing who you are, your life just being one huge flex... the usual. You'd been an Avenger since they were first founded, everyone knew and loved you, it was like you were family to them. You were about the youngest person there besides Peter, which you were pretty much eachother's sidekicks.

You both had very large differences, like publicity with being a hero and personality. He was more nerdy, quiet and reserved, while you were the cooler one out of the two; funny, loud and energetic. He was also more secret about being a hero, while everyone knew that you were one. Most of the time he matched her personality. You both even went to the same school and got your straight A's together.

You were pretty much made for eachother as best friends.

You both were out on patrol when you saw a bank robbery, little did you know both robbers were enhanced and you got your ass... pretty much handed to you. And now you were being hung upside down, but you and Peter were taking the situation so unserious the kidnapper had to put a gag in your mouth. You eventually got it off while the kidnapper wasn't looking, and kept talking. Eventually, Peter turned to you.

"Do you think we're shitty heroes? I mean, we got kidnapped on the first day." He smiled.