Spider-Man - Love, Peter

Chapter 1.

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I skip down the hallway to Peter and link arms with him, "So... you and serious Jones huh?" I tease smiling cheekily.

"Shut up." He mumbles bashfully, I laugh and tug his arm lightly.

"Oh my god! So, it is true! When?" I ask and he looks at me with his nervous eyes giving a narrowed look.

"Come on...! I'm your bestie, tell me the deets!" I clap my hands grinning at him.

"The school trip." He confesses,

I gasp and grab his shoulders, halting us. I glare at him intensely as my silence makes my statement for me.

"How dare you keep this from me for weeks!" I dramatically shout, shaking him. He shrugs off my hands and grabs my wrists.

"Calm down Jane. It's been like two days." He says and I shake my head,

"It's been weeks Mr. Spider-Man. Keepin' this from me. Just like your superhero bullcrap!" I cross my arms angry he lied again,

"Stop doing this to me. First you tell stupid Ned over me! Your childhood friend." I exaggerate the word childhood to make it as clear as I could and add a glare to top it off.

"Come on...! You can't still be mad about that." He questions with a bit of a whine,

I huff and shrug, he was technically right—I wasn't still mad about that, he made up for it by letting me help Ned be his, what Ned called, guy(s) in the chair.

"No I'm not, but that's not the point Pete!" I whine and turn away from him as we walk into Aunt Mays, truly Happy's, apartment.

"You kept another secret from me when you promised not to, remember?"

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Couple weeks prior - Outing Of Peter Parker - Mysterio's Death.

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I stare at the T.V screen wiping my nose. I'd been sick for the past month with the flu, so I sadly didn't get to go on the school trip.

"We come to you now with revelations about last week's attack in London. An anonymous source provided this video. That shows Quentin Beck, aka Mysterio, moments before his death. You may find this video disturbing."

My mouth gapes open as I lean in towards my television as the video plays out,

"I managed to send the elemental back, but I don't think I'm gonna make it off this bridge alive. Spider-Man attacked me; he has an army of drones. Stark technology. He—he's saying he's gonna be the new Iron-Man. No one else."

I cover my mouth in shock as I look at Mysterio's panicked and pained face,

"Are you sure you want to commence the drone attack? There will be significant casualties." A female robot voice says in the background,

"Just do it. Execute them all." A meek teenage voice says. I pause and feel my heart drop into my stomach. That sounds like Peter. My Peter, my best friend, practically my brother, Peter Parker.

He wouldn't do this... would he? No, he's not violent enough to do this. But... that's...that's unmistakably his voice. I jump as blasts come from the video.

"This shocking video was released earlier today. On the controversial news website TheDailyBugle.Net."

I push my fingers into my matted hair in utter disbelief as the remote for the T.V falls off my bed.