Spiderman ※ m.c

1.5

It's been a month since Michael told his friends about his little secret. Their reaction was what he expected it to be: loud and obnoxious. With the volume they were at, Michael wouldn't be surprised if the whole block knew about his secret too. They wouldn't stop asking him questions afterwards, and then Mellie told them the full story about their first date because they had kept the second half secret from everyone.

Mellie and Michael have been together for a month, but they didn't buy each other really big stupid gifts or go to a super fancy restaurant for dinner. They just hung out at her apartment like they always do. Maybe kissed a bit. Or a lot. It was whatever.

It's spring break currently, although it doesn't feel like it. There's still snow on the ground all over New York. The weather just won't give up with the snow. Majority of it is slushy grey stuff on the streets and sidewalks, and it makes a weird noise when you step in it. Michael is constantly stomping his feet each time he enters a new building on the already soaking wet rug at the entrance. Spiderman hasn't had any good weather to sling around in either.

Spiderman's been doing many good deeds lately and has won a few awards. He had no idea where to put them in his house because he knows his mom would find them somehow. So he ended up giving them to Calum to hide in his apartment that he shares with his sister. He was unsure about it at first, but he knew it was the best place for them. Calum's sister never looks through his room because she's afraid she'll find things that will never leave her mind.

And as Michael suspected after slaving over the suit in the beginning of the year, the police awarded Spiderman with a new suit. It's made with a better material and it's more comfortable. It looks better, sleeker and shinier, and there's better colors. It's just way better than the one he made, considering the one he made has some tears and holes here and there. The new suit will take some getting used to.

Hiding the old suit was another thing to worry about. He couldn't really hide that in his closet or dresser because his mom fills them with clothes every week. Michael ended up stashing it in a shoe box way under his bed with some spiderwebs on top. Hopefully his mom doesn't look under there.

Michael has been sensing a shadow hanging around him for a while now. He only started to worry about it when that man in the alley said people were asking for information about him. He's been wondering what they want to know and why they want it so desperately. And each time he's saving someone, there seems to be a group of business men watching from the sidelines. Michael's been worrying someone's gonna follow Spiderman home one day and find out who he really is. They'll probably be really disappointed though.

Right now, Michael's working at Big Papa's doing more pizza runs. He's been back and forth for a couple of hours now, but his shift was almost over. He was looking forward to going home to relax on his bed since he hasn't had one day of relaxing since spring break started. He already saved somebody on the way to work, and was almost late because of it.

Calum walked into the kitchen with his red hat backwards on his head. Little curly black hairs stuck out from the hole and around the edges of the hat. He had also unbuttoned the two buttons at the top of his red shirt and rolled the sleeves up to show off his brown, hairless arms. Michael smirked as he watched his friend walk towards him as he munched on another rejected bread stick.

"Yo, Mike," Calum said. His eyebrows were furrowed together and his jaw was set. Michael stopped smirking and started to slowly eat his bread stick as he looked over Cal's expression.

"What's wrong?"

Calum shifted on the white tiled floor as the chefs around them worked on pizzas. Another batch of bad bread sticks were shoved into the metal box on the table behind Michael. Calum waited for everyone to stand away from them as his jaw flexed, his right hand over his left hand that was in a fist.