"I've got this shake in my legs
Shaking the thoughts from my head
But who put these waves in the door?
I crack and out I pour
I'm Mr. Loverman
And I miss my lover, man
I'm Mr. Loverman
Oh, and I miss my lover"
Andrew! Peter Parker
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CHAPTER EIGHT: spider-man
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"You kissed Peter Parker!" Gwen Stacy practically squealed in excitement. "You kiss him!"
"He kissed me," MJ informed her, correcting his sister.
Gwen yelled, hitting his arm. "I told you he liked you!"
"Okay, stop hitting me," MJ swatted at her hand. "You were right. And I was wrong."
"Because I saw how he looked at you," she smiled. "He was in love."
"You're so cheesy," MJ says, pushing her hand away as she continues to hit him. "Stop abusing me." >❣ოᏒ. լԾᏉꂅᏒოᕱภ>❣
MJ had called Peter, worried. The other didn't answer. >❣ოᏒ. լԾᏉꂅᏒოᕱภ>❣
On the news, it showed that on George at a podium. There were many people surrounding him. "Settle down, boys. Settle down. Listen, at approximately nine pm last night, an incident took place on the Williamsburg Bridge. Much of what occurred is speculation at this point. However, several eyewitnesses to the crime as well as our own preliminary findings have positively placed one individual at the scene. Which is why, this morning I am issuing a warrant for the masked vigilante known as Spider-Man."
"You've got to be fucking with me," MJ muttered. >❣ოᏒ. լԾᏉꂅᏒოᕱภ>❣
MJ sat next to Peter on the bleachers, lifting up the tiny vial Peter had handed him containing the spider that had bit him. "Ugly motherfucker," MJ lowly muttered, looking at the curled up body.
"Knows how to bite though," Peter replied.
"Who else knows about this?" MJ asked him.
"Just you," Peter laughed lightly.
"I'm honored," MJ smiled, sarcastically replying. Although, he had been surprised. He hoped that his face didn't portray it.
"Hey, you don't...you didn't believe what the police are saying, do you?" Peter questioned.
"Of course not." MJ replied, then laughed. "My dad's just passed that you outran and outsmarted some of his best guys." MJ paused before he spoke again. "Does it scare you? What you can do?"
Peter smiled back at the other. "No. No."
"What did that thing on the bride look like?" MJ asked.
"It was real big. Too big to be human."
"Unless it's some shapeshifter. Anyway, you gotta lay l0w."
Peter shook his head. "No, can't do that."
"You've got to. Why can't you?"
"Because of last night. Those people on the bridge. Whatever was attacking them would have killed then. So, I gotta go after it."
"That's not your job."
"Maybe it is," Peter replied. And before MJ could tell him that there were people who could do it, the other spoke again. "I really like kissing you. You're an amazing kisser.
MJ smiled at him, laughing lightly. "Thanks. I also really like kissing you."
"Yeah?" Peter asked, leaning it but as he had, a football came towards the two boys. Peter had quickly caught it, without looking and threw it. The football flew across the field, hitting the Goal Post and making it bent.
"Who did that?" The Coach had asked.
The two other boys stared in surprise before MJ took a hold of Peter's hand. "We should go." >❣ოᏒ. լԾᏉꂅᏒოᕱภ>❣
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