The big orange is the most important [comprehensive British and American]

Fiona has no opinion on the matter of changing shifts. After all, although the salary is high, it is really tiring to deliver food on a motorcycle all the year round. Besides, it is dangerous. The most important thing is that you may not be assigned to The list of where to go, if you have 5 minutes to get off work like Mary and a list for the city center comes, it will be fatal.

For people like Fiona who have worked several jobs, "whether time can be allocated freely" is the most important point when she is looking for a job. Time to stagger the work one by one, so that enough jobs can be done within the limited time.Moreover, she had just obtained her driver's license not long ago, and because of her delicate face, many stores dare not hire her. In this case, it would be better to stay in the store to be responsible for baking snacks and cash register as the store manager said. There is a stool to sit on when you are tired, and something to fill your stomach when you are thirsty and hungry.

However, if Fiona is asked to exchange for a new and leisurely job by "dumping the original tiring work to others", she always feels very embarrassed, so she takes the initiative to try to get the delivered work back. It's not easy to let the newcomer suffer as soon as they come, so what kind of person has she become, a bastard who relies on the old and sells the old? 15 years old is not old at all!

"Actually, I can also deliver food. I am very grateful to the store manager for taking care of me, but I can be anywhere, seriously."

The store manager was very pleased to see the two newcomers getting along in harmony: "Then discuss it yourself, and tell me after the schedule is set, I will go to the back kitchen to continue baking cakes."

"Okay." Fiona agreed with a smile, a little embarrassed towards the door, Peter, who obviously didn't know how to get along with strange women of the same age at such a close distance, waved:

"Nice to meet you, my name is Fiona Belekova. If you don't mind, how about sitting here? We'll set up a schedule right now."

"Okay, okay!" Peter's face was a little flushed, and when he stood at attention reflexively, it was as if he was giving a report to his superiors instead of talking to a gentle and good-looking girl: "You decide first."

Fiona clicked on her original shift schedule:

"As long as it doesn't take up my time on Saturday and Sunday mornings, within the time frame I've set, you can fine-tune as much as you want—by the way, did I hear you say 'see you again' just now?"

Fiona looked up at him, and after keenly noticing that he was a little panicked and didn't want to reveal his true identity, she asked him a step down:

"Have we met somewhere? Let me see, is it a school event? Have you had a fraternity or a friendly match with another school recently?"

Peter didn't want to, but he talked too much when he was nervous, and he was prone to slipping when he talked too much.Not to mention that the girl in front of him also has an astonishing beauty bonus, he stammered:

"Maybe... yes, I might have seen you in the school next door! I think you look familiar too!"

Peter let out a long breath in his heart, secretly glad that he finally found a quite suitable excuse, he felt that Fiona was only sixteen or seventeen years old at most, she must be still in school, and the high schools in this area were only that old. A few blocks, since he had never seen a girl as good-looking as Fiona in Midtown High, she must be from another school.

But it seems that no one has ever told Spider-Man the truth: the ideal is full, but the reality is often very skinny.

"Hmm." Fiona made a subtle airy voice, and finally she was too embarrassed to tell him:

Strictly speaking, Fiona is a girl out of school.

She stayed in the League of Assassins when she should be receiving normal education, and accumulated a considerable amount of knowledge on partial subjects by relying on a few lessons she occasionally overheard from Damian's teacher and a vast amount of books. In terms of knowledge, her level is probably on the same level as that of liberal arts college students.After the pedophile politician incident happened later, Fiona was "exiled" by the League of Assassins to the United States. After that, she will not bother to contact her with the schools and courses that ordinary people want to attend. If she wants to go to school, she can only go through the enrollment procedures for herself, and she has to forge her previous school attendance certificate, and solve it together With regard to the household registration issue, there are a lot of things to press down, which is super troublesome.

Every year, for household registration issues and public and private schools nearby, those adults in their 40s and [-]s who are well-versed in the world are very busy. She is a little girl who doesn't know much about these relationships. How could she be alone? people do well?Therefore, when she was still in Gotham and had just established her foothold and her foundation was not stable, her education problem was naturally put on hold.

Although she doesn't need to worry about making a living in New York anymore, after all, she has worked several jobs, and the plan for the past few years has a slight surplus. If she tightens her expenses, she can still live comfortably, and if she saves on daily expenses, Going to a cheap public school is still fine.

—but she unlocked her psychic certificate.

When Fiona didn't unlock the certificate at the beginning, it was okay, she even went to the local public university in Gotham to take several public literature classes, and took notes seriously; but when she unlocked this thing , basically means that the life of ordinary people is insulated from her.She has to be careful every day to guard against the malice from the surroundings, and what she has known since she was very young, "those outside who have been coveting your life".She can still live like an ordinary person in New York now, all thanks to Batman's protection of her information.

But Fiona didn't bother to correct mistakes: since Spider-Man wanted to be an ordinary person, there was no need for her to tell him everything about herself, and she made many mistakes.And if you tell him everything, it's like killing someone with a soft knife, tactfully forcing the other party to tell him everything about him.

Even if Fiona is ignorant of the world, she has seen it in a large book on social etiquette. When people who are not very close to each other are in a relationship at the beginning, she still understands the principle of "don't make shallow conversations". of.

"Then we will be colleagues from now on?" Fiona stretched out her hand to Peter and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, you haven't told me your name yet?"

She looks pretty when she smiles, her gray eyes are gentle and hazy, with the softness of the veins unique to a girl and the innocence that has not faded away, bending out a warm arc, and her fluffy, clean, slightly curly brown long hair Hair can instantly remind people of a series of soft, bright and gentle things such as the valley bottom after the sun, milk cats and daisies.

"Peter Parker..." Peter subconsciously answered her question, only to realize that he forgot to reach out his hand after the name was spoken, and hurriedly made amends, so nervous that he blushed a little:

"Just call me Peter."

They made the shift quickly, and Fiona was always responsible for the final confirmation and copying. Right now, she was talking to Peter, confirming his shift time, trying to be accurate and complete in one go, and then send the new shift. put on.During the conversation between the two, Peter suddenly became curious about the time of "Saturday and Sunday morning" that Fiona had always insisted on, and he was embarrassed to ask directly, which really made him anxious to scratch his heart and lungs.

After finishing the last stroke, Fiona raised her head and smiled at him:

"You seem to be very interested in my weekend morning arrangements? If you are free, how about taking a look at another day?"

This is obviously already a formal invitation to a date, but some people, she has such a talent, she can say inappropriate words at inappropriate moments, making people's imagination difficult to hold; In an environment that is quite suitable for the development of a sweet and innocent relationship, speaking of such an invitation as a matter of business is like a supervisor ordering a graduate student under him, "You must hand in all the reports to me tomorrow without missing a single word." .

"But, is it possible?" Peter was also involved by her, and he didn't think it was a "date" at all, so he didn't have any damn shyness, and some were just full of curiosity: "Then when will you have a date?" What about Kong? Will it bother you?"

"Of course not." Fiona smiled a little more happily: "As long as you don't get scared."

——Who is Spider-Man!From the black widow's legs, from Captain America's teachings of great light and righteousness, it is responsible for driving Iron Man, who has to stay up all night doing experiments when inspiration suddenly strikes, back to sleep, and then he is responsible for appeasing Shun Mao Calm down, Peter felt that even though he was not an official member of the Avengers, he could be regarded as someone who had seen big scenes, so what could scare him?

Don't tell me, there really is a haunted house.

When Peter said to Aunt May, "I'll go out tomorrow morning, I might make up for lunch at noon", Aunt May was taken aback for a moment, then laughed:

"Is there a girl you like? Go, go, remember to come back at night."

Only then did Peter realize that this Saturday is Valentine's Day, and he blushed all of a sudden: "No, it's just, just a coincidence."

However, when he arrived at the place they agreed upon, all his youthful feelings were wiped out by the weird atmosphere here:

This is a haunted house.

"What's the matter?" Fiona was squatting with him in the dead end at this time. There were a lot of boxes piled up in this alley for the tired staff to rest their feet. Keep watch, the staff of the haunted house will let them in:

"I said it would scare you."

This is Fiona's second part-time job, going to the amusement park on weekends and playing the death witch in the haunted house.

She was wearing a standard outfit for witches, whether in legends or fairy tales, black robe and pointed hat. In order to cover up her milky white and beautiful complexion, the staff also applied a thin layer of light to the skin of her arms. The cyan paint immediately made the originally fair and beautiful arms look like a dead man who just crawled out of the cemetery.

She held another standard equipment for wizards in her hand, a pitchfork, and a blood-stained bandage was wrapped around her originally pretty face, so that her face could not be seen at all from the outside, but Fiona was still quite Dedicated ground raised the fork in his hand expressionlessly, and spoke quietly to the couple who walked into her dead end:

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

Peter: ...Although the time and occasion are not suitable, I really want to laugh for no reason. I don't know why.No, hold back.