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“You know it’s been exactly 2 minutes of you staring directly at Parker, and it’s starting to get a little weird” She immediately looked the other way as Michelle whispered near her ear.
“He’s really nothing special, I don’t understand what you even see in him” her friend Avery said from her other side as they sat in the chemistry lab.
“You guys must be blind, he’s like the total package” Fernanda spoke up about her crush “anyway I wasn’t staring, I was just dozed off” she reaffirmed herself.
“Right...you dozed off” Michelle nodded mockingly with raised eyebrows.
Fernanda peaked to look at Peter, just to make sure he hadn’t noticed her very obvious pining. Sure enough he was looking intently at the set-up in front of him, obviously paying more attention to his school work than she was.
“He is like super smart, he’s cute as fuck, he is the nicest guy in the whole school, and he has an internship with Stark-so he’s bound to go places.” She kept her voice low enough that nobody would hear her but had an urgency to explain just how perfect Peter was in her mind.
“The guy is a total hermit. He has one friend, let’s himself get bullied, and I don’t think I have ever seen him at a single party.” Avery pointed out with fingers held out as he counted all of Peter’s apparent faults.
“Alright you literally just described Michelle so I feel like you owe more than one person an apology Avery” I responded.
As soon as I finished my sentence I heard Mrs. Neil raise her voice from the front of the classroom. “Are you guys at that back table going to get to work anytime soon? Or should I plug in that zero now and save myself the trouble?”
“Sorry Mrs.Neil, we’ll shut up and get to work now” Michelle apologized from the my left.
“I still don’t get the whole Parker thing” Avery muttered as he reached for a pipette and started to work on the lab.
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Her parents wouldn’t be able to pick her up from school today. Her mom had called right after her class let out to let her know that she had to stay behind at the elementary school for a parent-teacher conference with Antonio’s teacher. She hadn’t bothered asking what had happened figuring her brother had gotten himself into his usual share of trouble.
She would’ve been okay with walking the 20 minutes to get to her apartment had it not been for the recent reports of recurring and frequent muggings near her neighborhood.
She told herself she would stay on busy streets and alert, she would make sure that she stared at everyone square in the face.
She should’ve known that as soon as she reached the alley near her house even the daylight would not have helped her situation.
“What do we have here?” A low, gravely voice spoke from a full face black ski-mask. The man was stubby and had a blade in one hand held out towards her.
As soon as she tried moving away, he reached forward and pulled her locked her to her chest by the neck.
“Well you sure are pretty, aren’t ya?” His breath stung as it hit her eyes and nostrils with the stench of cigarettes.
The blade was now pressed against her neck, pinching her skin and drawing a small whine from her lips. “Please don’t hurt me...” she let out with the little air left in her lungs “I’ll give you anything” she cried with desperation as the blade drew deeper and she felt a sliver of blood drip down towards her collarbones.
“Anything?” He tantalized “You sure about that, pretty girl?” and she immediately felt any sanity she had left leave her body realizing what the man was referring too.
As quick as he had appeared, he grabbed on to the edge of her shirt and worked his hands up it.
A scream left her lips as soon as she felt the calluses on his hands touch the skin near her bellybutton. “Help me!” followed by a sob.
“Please! Somebody help me!” and suddenly the weight against her body was gone.
The man that had almost taken everything from her was suddenly twenty feet away and back against the floor.
“Hey, are you alright?” she tilted her head to the right and revealed the person who had torn the man away from her. He was covered in red and blue spandex and had a giant spider sprawled against his chest.
“Spider-Man? Aren’t you that guy from YouTube?” and those were the first words that she spoke to her savior.
“Uh yea I’m Spider-Man” He said excitedly at first, but then evaluated the situation and asked again “so uh are you okay? Did he like, do anything to you?” This guy was definitely young. Maybe even as young as her.
“Yea I’m fine, he got his hand up my shirt but that’s it” she responded, but then remembered that she now had a slight cut on my neck.
She reached my hand towards the cut, and clarified “well I have a little blood on my neck, but other than that I think I’m okay”
“Let me walk you home.” The concern in his voice was slightly obvious. She didn’t have the energy to fight with him, and maybe she was a little afraid to walk home alone so she decided letting a super-hero walk her home wasn’t the worst of plays.
“Yea that’d be great actually” She let him know as she began walking her way to her apartment “I’m Fernanda by the way” she introduced herself.
“Nice to meet you Fernanda” the boy said, his voice wasn’t muffled by his mask which was a little weird but she figured there was some weird technology that explained that.
“I like your suit, Spider-Man” she smiled at him as she stopped in front of her building “Well this is it. Thanks for walking me home.”
“Thanks, stay out of trouble. Hope I don’t have to see you around” he replied.
She wished she could agree.