In Another Life

Wingman huh?

-Gwen Stacy-

I don't have any other classes with Peter Parker therefore I don't have a chance to see him or attempt to speak to him again. Bummer. I decide to talk to him before class tomorrow but we'll have to see how that goes. We don't really have a lot of time in AP classes because they require a lot of work but I'll try to squeeze in a greeting in there.

Peter Parker. My main competition.
And my main attraction at this moment.

-Peter Parker-

"Her name's Gwen." I say taking a sweat next to Ned in the cafeteria.

"What?" My best friend narrows his eyebrows at my unusual way to start our conversation.

"Officer Stacy's daughter." I mention, "her name is Gwen."

"Oh that's cool." Ned nods, "how'd you find out? Ah! Did Little Peter finally man up and talk to her? That's awesome dude! See I told you if only yo-"

"No! Ned no!" I cut him off, shanking my hands a little to stop his rant. "No. I- I didn't really talk to her I just kinda sort of found out we have a class together."

"Really?" My best friend arches a brow, "and you're telling me you just found out the pretty blonde girl was in you class?" He laughs at his own comment, while I roll my eyes.

"Yeah Ned I just found out, because I'm too busy in AP chemical making my spider web fluids," I lower my voice at the last part and know I've outsmarted Ned with this one because he adores the work I do for Spider-Man. The guy basically worships the ground I walk on now.

"Oh my god you're right!" Ned whisper very loudly, "because Avengers work is so much more important."

"I mean," I cock my head a bit, "that's not what I'm saying but sure yeah. Let's just say I was too busy keeping my suit equipped and that's why I. No biggie." I shrug a bit feeling more relaxed now that I know the girl.

The same one I saw that day while swinging through Queens. I had just put my suit on in an empty alley and hidden my backpack. Once I got in the air I was free again. No loser Penis Parker. I was Spider-Man. So I swung through the city I called home, shouting with the acceleration I was feeling through my veins. And there she was. I looked up for one second only to spot the pretty face I had once seen. Which now had a name. Gwen Stacy. I was mesmerized by her. She was something else. I don't know something about her made me feel all tingly inside. No not horny. She gave me butterflies. Not the same way I felt with Liz which I really liked but something new. Swim thing different. Anyways I got caught up in her that I forgot I was sacrificing my life swinging on webs and I smacked off the billboard that just so happened to have had to be in the way of the swinging lane. But whatever. When I looked back she was no longer there. Her curtains were drawn and the blonde girl was no where to be seen.