Make Way for the Spiders

Fourteen

UNEDITED

The next week passed in a blur.

Classes were easier than normal, and my nights seemed to pass by in a blink. Mom was going out every night, to where, I have no clue. Peter seemed distracted, and was always zoning out in class. When I tried to talk to him about it, he made up excuses. Gwen seemed to keep her distance, and I wondered if Peter had anything to do with it.

Now that I knew Peter was Spiderman, it was easier for us to get together and for him to teach me. It was tough, but I worked hard, and it paid off. I could now easily swing from building to building, and I even helped Peter take out a few small robbers. It was thrill, and I loved it.

It was now Friday again, and Peter said he had a surprise. He said we weren't really doing anything, so I wore a pair of running shorts, and an old band t shirt - The Beatles. I never really listened to them, but they were my moms favorite band, and it was her old shirt. I braided my hair to the side, and slipped on my tennis shoes.

Right on time, there was a knock on the door, and I ran into the living room to greet Peter.

"Hey," I said, opening the door wider.

"Hi," he said, grinning, and stepping in. In his hands, was a giant box.

"What's that?" I asked.

He glanced around nervously, and shut the door. "Is your mom home?" he asked.

I shook my head no. "Why?"

Instead of answering, he grinned, led me over to the couch. He handed me the box, and I carefully opened the lid. Inside, wrapped in some tissue, was red and blue cloth, with a black spider on it.

"I think Spidergirl deserves a costume, don't you?" he asked, and I gasped.

"Really?" I asked, and he laughed, nodding. I squeeled, and hugged him. "Oh my gosh! This is amazing!"

"I'm glad you like it," he said, smiling. "So, you want to go on patrol with me tonight?"

"That would be so cool!" I said, pulling the costume the rest of the way out of the box. A mask similar to Peters fell onto my lap. Studying the spandex, I noticed that it was much different than his. It had lighter reds and blues, and the masks eyes were cat-like. I turned teh suit around to look at the front, and saw that the spider logo stretched out across the chest, unlike Peters, where it was smaller.

I hugged it to my chest then kissed Peter on the cheek. "Thank you, so much!" I gushed, and jumped up. "I'm going to go try it on."

He laughed as I ran down the hall, and closed my door. I slipped on my new costume, and it fit perfectly. It let me move easily, and there were little holes at the wrist so that I could still shoot my webs. I tucked my hair into my mask, not caring that I was probably creating millions of knots.

Satisfied, I ran back into the main room. "Ta-da!" I exclaimed as I twirled around. I looked to see that Peter was also in his suit, but he had his mask off, and was grinning.

"I think I did pretty good, don't you?" He winked, and I giggled. "I turned on the news, and saw there was a bank robery going on. There are some hostages... you up for it?"

I grinned, and nodded crazily. "Yes! My first mission!" I jumped around the room, doing a little happy dance, and Peter laughed.

"Well, stop dancing, and let's go," he said, putting on his mask, and taking my hand to lead me towards the window.

I had grown more confident since Peter began teaching me, and now I no longer hesitated before jumping out the window. I followed Peter - er, Spiderman - through the city, swinging towards the bank.