So before we dive into the story I just wanna let y'all know that this book might contain spoilers about my previous book SPIDERMAN: EARTH 2009. I also plan some crossovers but I'm not too sure yet. But I promise you it'll be better than the other one. And yeah Carla, if you see this is thanks for your support. Also my dude Destiny A, thanks a lot man. So now, enjoy.
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"Peter are you dead or what!" Ben Parker yelled from the living room.
"Ben don't say that. Why don't you go check up on him." Aunt May said from the kitchen. Ben got up and walked to Peter's room, where he saw that the latter was lying down, shivering.
Ben shook his head and walked to him.
"Peter I know you are fine, stop pretending." Ben said, and Peter stopped shivering.
"Uncle Ben, I don't want to go to school today. Please tell aunt May I'm not fine." Peter replied sitting up, folding his legs to his chest.
"Is it because of that boy? Flash Thompson?" Ben asked, sitting on the bed.
"If only I was strong, I would teach that dude a lesson."
"Calm down tiger. You see just because you can hurt someone doesn't mean you should-"
"Yeah tell that to Flash." Peter interrupted, rolling his eyes.
"Peter. Have you tried talking to him?"
"What! Talk to Flash? No way!"
"Well you have to Peter. It's because he hasn't been understood by anyone, that's why he's a bully. As tough as he may seem Flash is alone." Ben spoke, fatherly wisdom glowing in his eyes.
Peter sighed as he stood up.
"And for God's sake Peter you're 16! Be a man!" Ben yelled, slapping his back, causing the frail looking teenager to fall.
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Peter went to school humming a slightly happy tune. He had missed the bus and now he has to walk to school.
And yes this is our protagonist, Peter Parker. A sixteen year old highschooler who lives with his uncle and aunt, Ben and May. He doesn't know about his parents whereabouts, but he could still remember the day they dropped him at uncle Ben's house. He still remember seeing his mother cry, and that image haunted him since that day.
He has made it one of his plans to find his parents. But that'll be when he's older. Now he had school to worry about.
He finally got to school and entered his class, only to be welcomed by a foot which was purposely stuck out, making Peter fall. His glasses fell too, and he scrambled to pick it up.
"Morning Parker." Flash snickered, as his goons laughed.
"Settle down class." A teacher said walking into the class.
Peter stood up and walked to his seat, his head down in shame and anger.
He sat down next to Carla Stacy, who gave him a sympathetic look.
The teacher finished his lecture and gave the class some assignments, after which he left.
Peter was about to leave when he was cornered by Flash and his goons.
"Going somewhere Parker?" Flash asked, smirking.
"I don't want any trouble Flash, leave me alone." Peter muttered barely raising his head. Flash grabbed his collar and tossed him to the ground.
Peter struggled to stand but a kick to the side welcomed him, and sent him back to the ground. He coughed, as he grabbed his side, grunting in pain.
"Thompson! What are you doing?" A voice yelled from behind. It was Mary Jane Watson, popularly called MJ.
She walked to Flash and pulled him away.
"Leave the boy alone, he didn't even do anything!" She yelled at him. Flash cast Peter on last look, and then walked away.
Peter still lay on the floor coughing. He remembered uncle Ben's words and he gritted his teeth.
MJ tried to help him stand but he ignored her hand and stood up.
"Peter are you okay?"
"Yes. Thanks MJ." He said briefly, and then walked away.
He was embarrassed, because every time Flash bullied him MJ always came to his rescue. And he wasn't proud of that at all.
Soon he went to the cafeteria and found an empty table.
Carla walked to him with a bright smile on her face, a smile so bright it temporarily got rid of the darkness hovering over Peter.
"Mind if I sit here?" She asked, tilting her head slightly. This seemingly insignificant action made Peter's heart almost explode.
"Oh....um.....yeah....sure." he aimlessly stuttered.
She chuckled softly and sat next to him. They are in silence, nobody wanting to say anything.
"So, um Peter. Have you ever thought of fighting back?" Carla finally spoke.
"What are you talking about?" Peter asked raising his head from his food.
"I mean Flash's constant bullying. Aren't you tired?"
"Carla trust me I've thought of it. But my uncle said that just because I can hurt someone doesn't mean I should hurt them. Even though Flash obviously doesn't follow that principle. But I don't want to fight him." Peter replied, remembering his conversation with Ben that morning.
"Your uncle is a wise man Peter." Carla said with a smile on her face.
Peter froze as he observed her beautiful face. She had short black hair, brown eyes, and pink lips.
"Peter you're staring." She whispered, shyly playing with her hair.
"Well it's not my fault. You're really pretty." He blurted out, before quickly covering his mouth. "I'm sorry it just came out."
"I'll only forgive you if you take me out for dinner." She replied, looking away, her cheeks burning red.
"Wait..what?" He stuttered, his brain lagging. He could solve complex equations but he couldn't process what just happened.
Did Carla just ask for a date?
"Why are you quiet? Say something!" She said, feeling awkward.
"Yes!" Peter yelled, earning him some weird stares from the other students. "I agree. What do you think about tomorrow night?" Peter replied, calmly this time.
"Relax Peter we aren't striking a business deal. But yeah I'm down. Here's my number." Carla said, handing him a piece of paper and standing up. She blew him a kiss and walked away.
"Holy shit Peter your nose is bleeding!" Harry yelled alarmed.
Harry Osborn, Peter's best and only friend, pulled out a tissue and wiped his drooling friend's nose. Harry Osborn, the son of Norman Osborn, a multi billionaire who owned one of the largest landmarks in New York, Oscorp. Oscorp added to the growth and development of this city, in the sense that it was responsible for the constant electricity thanks to the Power Grid, and also state of the art medical equipments, and their constant financial donations. Norman was a powerful man, and it was really surprising to see that his son attended a public school, Midtown High to be specific.
Well unlike his genius scientist of a father, Harry wasn't smart. He barely made his grades and always relied on Peter.
Peter finally snapped out of his daze. He narrated everything to Harry, who refused to believe him.
"No way Peter! Losers like us can't pull baddies like her!"
"Dude I'm telling you it was like a dream! Gosh you should've seen her smile up close! She looks like an angel!" Peter replied excitedly, literally bouncing from one feet to the other.
"Cool your horses Parker, we got a date to plan." Harry said, suddenly becoming serious. Peter nodded, and both of them suddenly developed massive jawlines, and they hit a JoJo pose.
"Weirdos." A girl muttered walking pass them.
They walked away from the cafeteria when the bell rang.
Soon, the bell rang again, signifying the close of school.
Peter walked home alone, after Harry left him in a Lamborghini.
He hummed a tune as he walked, his conversation with Carla continually replaying itself in his head.
"Peter!" Someone called, and turning back, he saw MJ. He smiled internally, wondering if his day could get any better. The two school hotties has spoken to him, the chronic nerd.
He stood as she ran towards him, her long red hair bouncing. Well her hair wasn't the only thing bouncing —
'Damn it Parker what are you thinking!' he scolded himself.
"We live next to each other but we barely even walk home together." She said with a smile.
"Well you always go with Flash and his gang of F minus magnets." Peter replied, not returning her smile.
"So how's May and Ben, hope they're doing well?" She asked, deliberately ignoring his comment.
"They're fine. How's your —" he was about to ask about her dad but he stopped himself. Her father was a drunkard who never did anything with his time except yell at MJ and her mother.
"My what? Dad? Well he's fine. He's useleaa as usual." She replied rolling her eyes. "So Parker you got any plans for tomorrow?"
Peter almost coughed out his heart. This had to be a dream. He waited for his alarm clock to go off and wake him up but it didn't. This shit was real!
"No I don't —oh shit I mean yes! I have plans for tomorrow." He replied nervously.
"Oh.." MJ muttered," am I not pretty enough?"
Peter frowned a little. This had to be some sort of prank now. The way shit was going smooth, yep it had to be a prank.
"It's nothing like that MJ. Maybe we can plan for another day?" He suggested, and she nodded in response, though it seemed a little over enthusiastic.
Peter and MJ talked about random things, from school to movies, then her dream of becoming an actress.
"What is your plan for the future Parker?" She asked, turning to face him.
"Well I plan on creating my own company, just like Oscorp. But I'll call it Parker Industries." He said with a dreamy look on his face.
"I'll love to be part of that future. Mary Jane Parker, that doesn't sound too bad." MJ said, looking at the sky.
*Error Peter exe. not responding*
"MJ what are you talking about —" he said, but was interrupted by a sudden peck on the cheek from MJ, who ran away.
Peter was confused. Yeah both them could be called friends but he never really took it to that level.
Did she like him? He was about to think about when a car passed him.
"Get out of the way fool!" It's driver yelled. Peter suddenly noticed that he was walking on the road, not the sidewalk.
He got up with a bright spirit, and he considered that day to be the best day of his life. May was genuinely surprised when Peter did his chores happily, and even helped her with cooking. Ben noticed it too, because Peter barely ever welcomed him from work, he was always in his room working on some science project or doing his homework. But today, he welcomed him, with a big smile to boot.
Peter went to his room and jumped on his bed.
"Life is good."
*OSCORP*
Norman Osborn walked with Dr Curtis Connors into a lab. It was filled with spiders in pods, but fifteen spiders in a special area had a unique glow each.
"Are they ready?" Norman asked.
"Yes for the 10th time Mr Osborn the spiders are safe and they'll be no accidents when Midtown High brings its students for the tour and excursion." Curtis replied, shaking his head in exasperation.
But only if he knew how wrong he was.
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Peter slept off happily, still refusing to believe what had happened to him.
A/N: Hello, iamcelebration here. Hope you liked this chapter. Please let me know what you think, and don't forget to drop those stones because I f*cking need them.
If you notice I didn't rush things like I did with the previous one (Earth 2009), because I want everyone to follow this story well. And I'll also try and be steady in updating the chapters.
Please don't mind any typo.
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