Spider-Woman

Chapter 1

"Hey, Ms. Parker!" Your best friend burst into your room, animated and ready to seize the day. "It's time to get up!" She shook you awake, but you groaned, attempting to push her away. "Just five more minutes..." you protested, but in an instant, she yanked your blanket off and playfully pulled you to the ground.

"All right, let's go. We have to go with "professor Doffenschmerz" on a trip. Whilst you were in a drowsiness trying to comprehend what was occurring, she pointed out sarcastically.
"Ah..? "Professor who?"

. . .

You and your class arrived at a science lab for exploration; you, of course, were invested in this.
It went on about how it may be possible that there's more multiverses and more than just humans existing. You became somewhat distracted and went to a separate area, entirely unrelated to the topic at hand, while the head of your class kept track of what the scientist was saying and analyzing.
the other section with a display full of spiders for some reason intrigued you, making your way towards it.

After surveying the area, you stopped and stared at a display of a dead spider with an information board beside it.
When someone abruptly bumped into you violently, you crashed into the exhibits of the dead spiders considering that you had been drawn to it and felt a bond to it.
The deceased frozen spiders on the floor, glass crumbled apart.

"Ms.Parker!?" Your lecturer yelled with mild surprise.
As you introduced yourself to the professor and the scientists who were outlining the possibilities about multiverses, your best friend hurried over to assist you in standing up and worried about your well-being.
They were enraged. 

After what felt like an eternity of apologizing and explaining your situation, including the whole incident with that unknown person who shoved you into the glass, you were finally free to leave. But, of course, they prohibited you from the facility for what they identified as 'scientific causes.'

You and your best friend, Riley's name, were on your way home on the subway, complaining about the situation.
«I swear someone pushed me, bro... Like, it was harsh as fuck! You sighed.
She patted your back. It's okay, girl, the situations are over. Don't worry, she emphasized.
« This is such a bad day. Thank God, I don't have to pay for damages.
You slumped against the seat as you arrived at your station.
Getting off the train, you suddenly felt a sting behind your neck as you scratched the spot.

the next morning.

You felt a bit uneasy, lightheaded, and strange when you woke up. You got to your feet, sweating excessively and felt uncomfortable in your clothing.
You swiped over your forehead. "I might be sick of a cold. "Gosh," you whispered. going to wash your face in the restroom.

The clothes you were wearing were smaller before you stepped in, which was a very strange and unusual happening.
"The fuck?" Your shirt has abruptly changed into a crop top, and when you attempted to pull your pajamas up, they dropped back down.
"holy shit..Am I taller?" You inspected yourself as you asked yourself strangely.

"Fuck, yeah! "God," you breathed.
You intended to leave the bathroom swiftly but you were unable to release your grip on the doorknob.
"Uh..? Why does it stick so much? Yesterday, I didn't consume any juicy sweets. "What the hell?" You voiced your confusion in your complaint. 

You kept attempting to let go until you got the doorknob off and fell behind.

"Y/n?! Is everything alright? Riley shouted from the living room.
"Y-Yeah! Everything's fine! "I was just trying something out." You sighed, frustrated.
Due to the missing doorknob, the door slowly opened on its own.
"Fuck.." You rose up and opened the door using your feet.
You changed your slacks into baggy ones and your top into a proper crop top.
"Now, this is totally natural. haha...just a regular day! This is a dream." You tried to deceive yourself.