You And I Aren't The Same

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Ethan Ramirez a 18 years old boy. He is about to graduate high school. He was living off the grief of his mom's death which he believed was caused by Spiderman himsel. Until he meets Peter Parker. His view changes.

Ethan's hair was a dark brown. It was usually messy because how curly he hair is. He had dark brown eyes with light brown skin. He wore a baggy black hoodie with blue jeans and knock off white converse. He wore a star necklace the last thing his mom gift him. He was always interested in astrology. The galaxy fascinated him.

One day he was playing music on the streets of New York. To raise money for his abuelas Resturant. Till he felt a tingle on the back of his neck. He flinchs popping the back his neck. "Que demonios" ^what the heck^ he says. Looking at his hand seeing a vibrant green squished spider. He squints his eyes trying to get a closer look." extraño" ^weird^. He wipes it off with his coat sleeve. After he finishs wiping it off. He receives a phone call. He groans slightly. He shuffles through his bag and finds his phone. "Hello" He says. Answering his phone. He heard his abuela on the other side of the phone. "Sí, abuela, estaré en casa pronto" ^Yes, grandma I will be home soon^. His grandma talk to him for a little bit. "me iré ahora mismo" ^I will leave right now^. He grabs his acoustic guitar and puts it into the case. He grabs the money him made which was at most 25 dollars. At least he could get some food for his sisters. He walks down the streets of New York City. He was only two blocks away from his grandma's restaurant. He wasn't into much culinary. He loved food but he didn't love how much time it took to make it. He does help with doing the dishes and such. He and his sisters, Yolanda and Clara helped around with the restaurant. They had big dreams. Ethan wanted to help but didn't know a way to.

He sooner arrived home. A about 12 yard restaurant with the name. "Marisa's Delights". Marisas was my great grandma's name. She was a brave woman. She was a single mother with three children. That's what apparently his grandma used to say. Started her own family business with a penny to spare or something like that. He walks into the restaurant it wasnt usually busy at this hour so I didn't suspect much. Ethan notices a boy sitting at the counter with his older sister it was only them inside.

"Wait, So you knew Gwen Stacy?" The brown haired boy says. They both jump as the door bell rings. Ethan grabs his apron and walks into the kitchen ignoring them. "Is that your brother" The brown boy asked his sister.  "Yeah, He usually isn't this rude. He is a good person. He actually is in the same grade as you I believe" Yolanda smiles at the boy. Ethan walks back out to the counter. "Why would abuela tell me to come here if we have no customers" Ethan ask his sister crossing his arms. I notice that screen. The news on Spiderman. "You know her" Yolanda says wipe the coffee pressers off. "I am Peter" The brown haired boy says lending out a hand. I shake it with caution. "Ethan" Ethan says. His eyes still glaring at screen.

Yolanda walks into the kitchen leaving Ethan and Peter to talk. Peter notices what he staring at. "Oh so you like Spiderman" Peter smiles at him. "No" Ethan replies making Peter stop smiling. "Oh uh why's that? I may ask" Peter asks the curly haired boy. "Personal Business" Ethan replies ignoring him while wiping the counter. "So-" Peter was about to ask something before Ethan cuts him off. "Why are you still hear if the only thing your doing his talking. Stop flirting with my sister and leave already" Ethan aggressively says making him stop wipe the counter. The topic of Spiderman seemed to piss him off. "I- uhm I wasnt- uhm" Peter looks down at the counter than just leaves.

Yolanda walks back to the counter. "Where Peter" She asked. "He left" Ethan replies very blatantly. She looks to the screen noticing the news is on spiderman. "Oh my God Ethan. You need to get over that. " Yolanda says. Ethan wanted to cry he really did. "You know why he was here Ethan" Yolanda asked him slightly aggressive. "No" Ethan wanted to cry he hated being yelled at. "His girlfriend just died. He is devastated. There family was a family friend of ours. Your eighteen now start acting less selfish" Yolanda claims she aggressively talked to him. Tears start pouring down his eyes.

The door bell rings another customer coming in. Ethan storms into the kitchen and goes up to his room. He cried into his pillow. He didn't want to live. The idea of existing just killed him.

To be continued...