Family

Chapter 2

"Why me".

Every Monday I just have to start with a headache. It could of been the extra pill but all I know school is a pain, and it's enough to cause a grade A headache.

Getting out of bed gave me a head rush. The extra pill must of done something. Trying to ignore it, I take a quick shower, waking me up. When all finished, I looked at the mirror again. Something wasn't...right. Something wasn't the same. Even with still looking like a nerd, I couldn't help but see someone else. I shrug at the thought and walk downstairs for breakfast.

"Morning, dear" May greeted from the kitchen.

"Morning, May". I walked into the kitchen and hugged her without her noticing.

"Oh. You okay, Peter? I'm usually asking to hug you" She responded, returning the hug.

"Yeah, I'm fine". I responded in a tired tone.

"I hope you got enough sleep last night. Your boss emailed me, informing how you have to come to work today after school. I would feel like you would be responsible for knowing that already but just wanted to make sure you knew". She smiled at me.

I knew what May was thinking of. She hid the thought of me getting fired behind that smile. She was still nervous. She thought I was too stressed and and it was too much. Honestly, I'm starting to think that too.

"Thanks, May".

I kissed her cheek as she handed me my lunch. I never ate at the school lunches. Too many preps and jocks. With being a nerd, I'm never even accepted by anyone. I usually only hang out with Harry and Gwen, my dorks. The three dorkaters.

I've never told May about the bullying. If I did, she'd sass those kids into thinking they were worthless, and making a prep think that is impressive. Sure, I would love to see May call out a jock for bullying me by embarrassing the crap out of him but it would only lead her into thinking I was more depressed than she already thinks.

"Have a good day, Peter". She waved at the front door, watching me walk to the bus stop.

I turned and nodded my head, implying a goodbye. I placed my headphones in. Feeling already like shit and knew that day would only get worse, I only thought it was appropriate for some ACDC.

"I'm on a highway to hell!"
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"Hey, Ms. Greeley" I greeted.

She only sat there, having no care in the world. With having to drive annoying inappropriate high schoolers everyday, she could not stand a greeting without feeling utter hatred, even to a nerd.

I felt the awkward space after my greeting. With just a shrug, I walk past her gaze to the middle of the bus. The preps get the back. Back then, they would beat me up with any chance but now just want no contact at all. Since beating up Flash, people were determined I had taken steroids. Rumors spread and some had gotten worse than the next. Let's just say I did not get popular from it.

I gained my seat, seat 13. With picking up a unlucky number, I hoped it could bring some karma. Sure I really didn't believe it but it's worth a try.

Sitting alone, I look out the window, seeing the gray atmosphere that always passes through the city. Sure there's an occasional brown, but it's basically just a black and white picture, except for Broadway and Times Square. Doesn't mean any of the people there are any nicer.

I felt my phone buzz, notifying a message.

May: I won't be home when you return from work. I'll be at the nursing home, greeting Peggy. There should be some chicken in the fridge for dinner. Have a good day.

Peter: Thx

Hopefully she knows what that means.

While passing through the main part of the city, lots of construction had been going on. The alien attack has destroyed almost half the city. I was at home when the attack happened. I wanted to help but May wouldn't let me leave her sight. Even if I could of gone, what could I have done. I've only dealt with a giant lizard.

I remember watching the live broadcast. When a nuke was confirmed, I was sure it was the end... And then Iron Man came in. Seeing him take the nuke into the sky was extremely tense. New York's Fate was in his hands. What could of been a sacrifice became his survival story. Ever since, people have been trying to interview Tony Stark about his experience. I was a bit surprised that Jonah never asked me to interview him. Nope. Just take pictures of Spiderman.

My phone buzzed again.

Gwen: You free after school?

Peter: Not exactly. Got work

Gwen: I thought u didn't work on Mondays?

Peter: I got called in FML

Gwen: Language, mister

Peter: Lol

I tried my best not to chuckle out loud.

Gwen: Can u after?

Peter: Maybe. I will be hungry tho

Gwen: omg. So needy.

Peter: Where at?

Gwen: Oscorp

Great.

Peter: K. Get me Shawarma lol

Gwen: K lol

It feels nice to write in text form once in a while. Essay formative writing gets tiring after a while.

I did not want to go to Oscorp. Brings bad memories. And with Gwen being there makes it so much worse. Everything started there and I'm afraid it might just be a whole new beginning.

Turning on the block, I scope at one of the Hells I have to visit today. High school. I mean, I don't dislike school, it's the people. Yorkers are already jerks enough. Trust me, I would know. But when the are also high schoolers, it's just an awful party...I wouldn't know.

Once the bus stopped, it got wilder inside. Sighs and screaming were shared all at the same time as people tried to leave the bus all at once.

Basically tripping my way out of the bus, I finally get back in the fresh air. School buses were always horrible for me. The smell, noise, and traffic don't come together well.

Now you might be thinking, why didn't I just come here Spiderman style. I don't have to deal with the traffic on the highway. I can just swing my way downtown, and swing fast. Well, first off, it's morning. Way too tired to deal with having to use energy. And second, it's raining. Now Im pretty sure I know what happens to the spider in that nursery rhyme.

"Ugh...Monday".