Tony stark-flash

You were Tony Stark's daughter. No one knew, of course. You kept it a secret so that the press wouldn't interfere with your life. You were bullied in school, by Flash - he bullied you, Ned, and Peter. But focused more on you. He was your typical rich douchebag, bratty and a know-it-all. You wore normal clothes, you dressed like you didn't care what other people thought. And he thought you were poor. It was a Tuesday, a normal Tuesday. You were at lunch with Peter and Ned - you were friends. When Flash came over to your lunch table and sat down, pushing aside your lunch tray and dumping his milk on your laptop. You were working on something, but the laptop sparked and started smoking when the milk hit it. Tomorrow was prom, and you were finishing a project so you could go, he just destroyed it along with your laptop. "Sorry...." Flash said sarcastically, he was mocking you. Chuckling under his breath. "I just wanted to ask....are you even gonna be able to wear anything to prom? Or are you too poor?"