So This is Love || Book 1

Michelle Number 2

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"Well, if it isn't my favourite dumpster diving Spiderling. Hello, Peter Parker," I greeted into my burner phone, leaning against the parapet of a random building as I held back a giddy giggle. My eyes landed on Peter sitting on the fire escape a few buildings over.

After Germany, Peter and I have been staying in touch.

But mostly because, other than Happy's, my number was the only accessible one.

But his calls were always ill-timed as I would be secretly following him around as Neoma while he went out on his patrols.

The conversations started as inquiries about our next mission. With each ten-second call, came my routine response. It being: "Try again tomorrow, Peter."

And he would.

Over and over and over until he stopped asking about work and started asking about me.

Imagine my surprise when I answered the call with an automated greeting, telling him there were no updates yet...

Only to be met with an odd question.

"How have you been?"

And just like that, the ten seconds turned into hours of pointless conversations.

He talked about school and his nightly patrols while I happily listened, getting to know him better despite me already knowing it all as I was there to witness everything in person.

The longer the calls lasted, the more I wanted to tell him who I really was. So he could get to know me too.

"Hey! God, it's so nice to actually talk to someone," he sighed. It sounded like he was eating something.

Using the binocular feature on my visor, I confirmed he was eating a churro.

I let out a small laugh, hopping onto the coping and walking along the edge. "I'm guessing Happy's voicemail isn't much for conversation, huh?"

He chuckled.

"I wish we could hang out. I'm really tired of school and patrolling would be more entertaining with a friend."

Funny.

I bit my lip, contemplating a certain question.

"So how is school? Anything new?"

"Uh... No, still way too good for it. Though, there is this new girl," he answered.

I would be crazy to ask about it...

"And? What about her?" I stopped in my tracks and silently winced at myself, deciding to plop down to sit on the edge of the cornice.

"She actually arrived two months ago. Right after we came back from Germany. It didn't concern me much but then Ned mentioned something bizzare."

Uh oh...

I probably shouldn't ask but...

"Bizarre?"

"She has all the same classes. She dropped out of the same activities I did... She's thinking about joining the Academic Decathlon... I don't know. Feels very... Strange,"

I heard a crunch, my stomach growling at the sound of him eating his churro. "Although I haven't picked up any negative vibes from her."

"You're making me hungry," I said, taking the opportunity to swerve away from the topic.