Okay so high school is definitely not how I thought it would be. After getting bit by a radioactive spider, it injected me with some kind of venom that gives me spider powers. It sounds so ridiculous I can barely say it aloud with a straight face today.
I woke up a second before my alarm went off, so now my body is literally on a schedule. I had a huge bowl of lucky charms, and then had to put on the biggest pair of pants I had, seeing as the rest don't fit me anymore.
I got to the bus stop 20 minutes early. Once the bus finally arrived, I sat in the front, parallel to a man in a business suit. He was clutching his briefcase like his life depended on it. On the next stop, a kid came rushing in and accidentally ran into the man, making him drop the case.
"Watch where you're going!" he shouted, making the boy whine and run to the back. It's guys like that I hate. Rich condescending men that have so much money they lose touch with reality. I wish they could taken down a few pegs.
I got off two stops before Midtown, so I could walk the rest of the way with Peter. His Aunt May dropped him off not too long after, and we began the 10-block journey to Midtown.
"Dude, you are not gonna believe what happened this weekend," I started. "Let me guess. You played video games all day and got a migraine?" he hypothesized sarcastically.
"No! Well yes, but not that. Okay... remember Oscorp?"
"You mean the field trip we had literally 3 days ago that I've been looking forward to since September?"
"Yeah, that. So when I went to the bathroom, something happened."
"Isn't this something you should be keeping to yourself?"
"No that's not what I... okay can you just let me finish I'm freaking out man!"
"Fine, fine."
~40 seconds later~
Peter just stayed silent for a few seconds. Then he burst out laughing. I just frowned at him in annoyance.
"Okay... okay. Let me get this straight. You got bit by a radioactive spider, didn't die of radiation poisoning, and now what you're some kind of... human spider?"
"Kid arachnid?"
"Never call me that again."
"Bug boy?"
My face grew more and more irritated.
"Daddy longlegs?"
"Stop. Just stop. Spider-Man's a better name anyway. With a hyphen."
"But... you're not a man," Peter pointed out. "Oh, wow thank you for telling me that. I will be one day."
"Yeah if you survive that long."
"Wow okay thanks for the support Mr. Negative," I joked. Peter laughed. "So now you're a Spider-Man. Wh-"
"The Spider-Man," I corrected.
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Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man Chronicles: Gang War (Male Reader Insert)
ActionBook 1 of the FNSM Chronicles My name is Y/n L/n. Just your average 14 year old "New Yorker." I moved from Suburban New Jersey to bustling Manhattan a few months ago, I got into this fancy high school in Midtown, and now I don't know anybody or an...