Chapter 7

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Peter Parker

The bell rang and Alex still wasn't back.

"You guys can go sit down now" The teacher waved at us harshly, so we all rushed to our desks and packed up, I slung my backpack onto my back and walked out with the rest of the students.

I froze a sec, maybe Alex went to meet the new kid? Ummm, the guy called Nathaniel, Nathan- yeah.

I turned around and went back into the classroom, sliding all her items into her bag and zipping it, before effortlessly pulling the strap onto my shoulder.

"Parker, do you know what you're doing?" The teacher asked me before I even took a step.

"Yeah, uh, me and Alexa are best friends" I lied.

She looked at me, slightly leaning over her desk, giving me the deathstare.

"Right then, go" She dismissed me.

Good one Pete

I rushed outside and turned right, heading to my next lesson since she would probably be there, same timetables.

I walked through the buzzing hallway, passing by people that gave me sympathetic smiles and gentle glances.

They just did it because, she was gone.

They never did it before her death.

Instead of comfort, their glances brought me painful memories and the Goblin's piercing cackle.
And her screams

"Uhhh Peter? Are you okay?"

I snap out of my thoughts and find myself incredibly close to Alex.

I move away slightly, resulting in her to move away automatically with awkwardness.

"Oh yeah haha, just stressed out about uh- Geography - exams?" I chuckle awkwardly, even though there was no geography exams.

She looked at me with a 'Is that the best you can do?' Kind of expression before starting to talk again.

"Right.. Anyways, thanks for getting my bag, I was stuck in the cubicle, the lock was jammed" She shrugged, taking her bag gently off my shoulder.

I reply with the same look she gave me, the 'Is that the best you can do?' Look.

She just rolled her eyes and smiled, turning around and leading the way to the Gym.

We walked there silently, until I bumped into Flash.

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Alexa Ames

"Hey Pete! See you at the courts, I heard it's gonna be a mix basketball tournament" He gave Peter a thumbs up and then turned to me, giving me a pissed glare.

"If it's mix, I'm gonna kick everyone's ass" I bragged, walking away from the two speechless boys and into the girls changing rooms.

I walked over to a corner and shoved my bag underneath the changing bench and headed over to the Gym lockers, wheeling in the code and opening it, grabbing my kit and slamming the locker shut.

I walked back to my spot and quickly got changed into my orange school games top, black short leggings and Nikes.

I walked to the exit and as I ran down to the courts, I weaved my hair into a tight yet messy plait as I ran confidently past the lazy players.

Once I had reached the court entrance, I immediately spotted Nathan dunking the ball in the hoop, totally acing it.

"Woah woah, you never told me you were good at.. This" I pointed to the ball.

"Well, we did only meet this morning" He chuckled, tackling another player and slam dunking the ball again.

"True true, so is it gender mix today?" I ask, slowly settling down on the edge of a bleacher.

"Mhmm, are you ready?" He asked, walking over to me, his arms were swelling with muscles and his chest was hidden due to the extra baggy shirt.

"I was born ready" I smirked.

We just looked into each other's eyes until someone came galloping down the stairs like a wild animal.

"WELCOME EVERAYBODAY TO THAY BASKETBAWL TOURNAMANT OF THA SEMAYSTER" Mrs Hill shouted, her thick jersey accent echoed throughout the room.

"All the guys think she is hot" I whispered to Nathan, he looked at me with horror. My eyes pulled away from her when I saw Flash bro-hugging Peter while grinning at me.

Oh God no

Then I saw Peter turn around slightly and notice me glaring to myself, my arms were crossed and my fists were clenched.

If flash says ANYTHING fake or untrue about me to Peter, he'll get a whole load of me.

Peter seems like a cool friend, I don't want Flash to brainwash him or anything like that.

Last time he did that, I threw a tennis racket through a window.

Yeah, that was why I threw it through a window.

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