Life as Spiderwoman

Spiderman

After school we drove home and took some loop ways to show me the city a bit.

When I was home I wrote Alissa that I'd call her later. Then I got another message.

u alright with homework? need help? It was Peter.

I took my maths book and went over to him. He opened the door and we went into his room. "Sorry my room's not that decent." "No problem.", said I with a grin, remembering how it had looked like yesterday. Well, in comparison to that it looked pretty good now.

I looked out of the window and saw that Peter couldn't see my room as good as I could see his.

As we were ready with homework and the plate of cookies aunt may had brought us up was empty, Peter grabbed an envelopment from his desk.

"Wanna come with me to the Daily Bugle?", he asked.

"You mean, that Daily Bugle? With JJJ?"

He was surprised. "You know him?"

"Yes, he's the only guy in the world that hates Spiderman."

"Oh true, I forgot you like him so much.", grinned Peter, but more to himself than to me.

As we arrived, I remembered I didn't even ask what we'd do here.

Peter said, he'd work for JJJ, taking photos of Spiderman.

"So you take photos of Spidey that Jameson then uses to tell some stupid stories about him? Oh Pete, if I ever meet Spiderman, I will tell him about your wrongdoing.", bantered I.

He smiled. "Actually it's Spiderman who gives me those photos, we're friends, you know."

"Ahahahaha!", I couldn't stop laughing.

"Stop that!", he laughed. "I'm being serious!"

"Of course, Peter.", I grinned. We couldn't go on talking about Spidey, because that moment we arrived in front of JJJ's private bureau. "No word about Spiderman, even if he says he wishes him the death, alright?", now Peter really was serious. I nodded yes.

As we came in JJJ was set on his well-known brown leather chair, shouting into his phone to some reporter that should have found Spiderman by now.

When he saw us he hung up. "Well Peter Parker, what have you come here for today?"

"The photos, Mr. Jameson.", explained Peter. "Well, okay. And who's that little lady behind you? Have you finally found some friends?", Jameson laughed.

Gosh, he didn't ever mince matters, did he?

Peter said nothing, laid down his photos on JJJ's desk and laid his arm around my back, showing me that we'd go now.

I didn't mention anything about Jameson, due to the fact that Peter hadn't managed to say anything after JJJ's words.

"Okay, wanna see some cool places round here?", asked Pete.

"Sure!", I said.

So Peter showed me around New York until we both were super hungry. We wanted to go to his favorite pizzeria. We went there, ordered and talked some more about us.

I told Pete how I loved singing and playing the piano, and he told me that when he was little he had played the piano aswell.

As Peter was telling a story I watched the happening on the street out of the window and suddenly affrighted.

Me and many other people ran out of the restaurant. A little boy stood on the street, where soon a fast car would crash into him.

His mum could do nothing but stand there and scream. The boy was shocked and didn't manage to move, while the car already slowed down as much as it could.

It wouldn't suffice.

Being completely out of my mind I ran onto the street, caught the boy and threw us both away from the street.

Just in time.

I was about to expect myself crash down onto the hard ground, but nothing like that happened. I opened my eyes.

My fingers felt some gluey, gummy, pasty material. Spider web?

The little boy was still holding onto me tight, I hugged him and told him, that it was over and that everything was fine.

The woman that screamed before really seemed to be his mother, she ran right into me, as I got up, took her son into her arms and cried for a while.

Then she hugged me and thanked me. "Well, Miss, it wasn't just me, Spiderman caught us before we fell onto the ground."

"I presume I heard my name. Is that right?" I turned around and made some strange noise.

It was Spiderman.