The next day I open my eyes and see my room is empty. I look around and feel a chill as my blanket drops off of my body. I'm only wearing some underwear. Why would I only sleep in underwear? I question myself. I shake my head and grab a T-shirt off the floor. I step out of my room and rub my head. It's so weird I really don't remember what I did last night. Must have been a wild night. I get some hot cocoa started and hear Felicia's door open. "Hey," I say lightly. My head doesn't seem to hurt but the more I try to remember my day yesterday the more it starts to. "What did we do yesterday?" I ask her. She furrows her eyebrows as she sits at the breakfast bar.
"You drank that much?" She asks. I shrug.
"I just really don't remember," I say.
"You know I don't really remember either," she says with a laugh. "You got class today?" She asks after I get my mug out of the microwave. I look at my mini calendar and nod seeing it's Monday.
"Yeah Math 204 is in like an hour," I say.
"Cool. I have a friend over right now and we can get in some more sex," she says with a sly smile.
"Felicia!" I squeak. "What if they come out here? I'm in my-
As if on que a very pretty dark haired girl comes out of Felicia's room but goes right to the bathroom. "Oh good for you she's cute," I say losing my madness.
"Ain't she? I actually think she's really cool too. Kind of weird, but she likes my crystals," Felicia says. I smile and sip my cocoa. I look at the clock.
"We'll have fun I better get ready for class," I say going back to my room to get dressed and put makeup on.
As I finish putting mascara, and shoving my glasses on. I grab a hoodie and throw it on. I head out of my room and grab the rest of my stuff. "Bye Felicia," I yell as I shut the door behind me. I feel bizarre today. Like something is missing, or I'm forgetting something. I double check I have everything for class and then head there faster to make sure I'm not late. As I walk campus I keep double checking my bag for all my stuff.
"Wallet,book,phone keys, homework," I keep telling myself over and over. "Why do I feel like I'm forgetting something?" I ask myself. I'm flying down the sidewalk apparently as I run into someone. I fall backwards my glasses falling off and I go to pick them up, but whoever I ran into has them in their hands.
"I'm so sorry and thank you," I say putting my glasses on.
"No problem," a male voice says. "You're Stella right?" He asks. I furrow my eyebrows and stand to look at him. He looks familiar like super familiar.
"Yeahhhh," I drag out trying to remember who he is. "I'm sorry do I know you?"
"Oh sorry, umm, I'm Peter I'm in your Math 204, and we went to school together for a little bit. You were at Midtown for a while in Queens right?" Peter says. I suddenly remember him. He was Ned's friend. Betty mentioned him in passing here and there.
"Oh yeah," I say remembering. "Well I was just heading to class and I must of got distracted. I'm sorry," I say. I start walking and rejze he's going to the same place. "You wanna walk with me?" He's looking at me like he's trying to explode my brain, but I try to ignore that. He straightens up and swallows hard.
"Actually, umm, I got to skip today," he says. He looks like he might cry. Maybe someone died. "Sorry," he says. He runs off pretty quick as I furrow my eyebrows. I watch him go and he wipes his face as he runs off. Someone for sure must have died.
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Super Human? •PETER PARKER 2•
Fanfiction3 years after Stella's move she finds herself living a pretty normal life as she starts college in the upper west side. New school, new apartment, and old friends? Perhaps some things are not as they seem when Peter Parker comes back into her life. ...
