Unarmed (boyxboy)

Part 4

Oliver POV
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I ran away. Fast.

He was just so... amazing. You know?

When you see something and all you can think is 'that is perfect. I want it.'
That's how I felt about this boy.

After that... incident, I didn't leave for another week or so, but I reeaally wanted to see him again.
Just the sight of him made me happy to be alive. I'd never felt that way before.

There was only one thing to do;...

Become a stalker.

(Because what other POSSIBLE solution is there right? I mean, it's not as if we can just talk to him.) (that was sarcasm btw)

Peter POV
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"Yo! Spider man!"

*sigh* I hate my life.

"Hi. And for the fifteenth time, don't call me spider man."

It's not that I dislike the nickname, in fact spider man is my third favourite favourite super hero. It's just... it gets old really quickly.

You may be wondering... wait a second, I have friends/family with the name Peter, and they don't get called spider man.
Yeah.. well, my last name... is Parks.
Yeah, I know. Horrible. I hate it so much.

"But spiiiiiiiideeeeeyyy!!"

"Please don't call me that. It's not funny."

"Pfffff. You're such a wuss. Come on web-head. Let's go get food."

*sigh* well that's Marcus for you... he's pretty much my only friend though, so I kinda need to talk to him.

I consider myself a pretty normal guy, but I don't really like social situations. The most amount of people I can handle at once is around 7.
Any more than that and I start to panic.

"Hey Marcus! Hey Peter!"

*sigh* yay. More people.

That's Cassandra. She has long blond hair with dark blue at the tips, and she only ever wears the colour blue. Blue shirt, blue pants, blue shoes, blue socks, even blue underwear. (Don't ask me how I know that last one).

"Hey Blue. What's up?"