Chapter 4

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"What do you mean you don't remember!" Alya yells at me as our Chauffeur drove us to Midtown High School for our first day of American school. Today was also day one of the Fashion contest and as ready as I was to get on board with designs, I was actually really nervous.

Alya face palms herself and squeezes the bridge of her nose. "Look I know you fainted out of exhaustion, but how could you not remember anything?" Sad but true, I did end up fainting on my way out of the lobby doors of the apparent Hotel Spiderman had dropped me off on. It's not my fault I was jet lagged and I had to walk down what seemed like 5 million stares (I know, I'm being dramatic).  The blackout ended up causing me to forget most of my encounter with Spiderman. All I remember was his suit and his last words he said to me.

Welcome to New York.

"Do you at least remember what age he looked like?" Alya was desperate for answers. Being the one getting all the scoops about superheroes, of course my encounter made her tick, especially since she recorded it. She takes out her phone again and shows me the video again for the tenth time (no seriously, it was really the tenth time she did). "See! He swooped down and caught you before the beast like it was nothing. Do you remember now?"

I nodded, hoping to calm down her rage a bit. "Yeah I remember." I may have watched it over and over again, but it felt like it never happened, it felt like a dream.

Alya sighs as she gives into her defeat. "Well at least we're ok. That's all that matters."

"You probably think you're okay, but I certainly am not!" Chloe snarles at Alya as she looks at herself through her pocket sized mirror. "That stupid beast totally frizzed my hair and caused me to break out from all the panic and stress."

"But you look the same." Alya rolls her eyes at the bossy possibly fake blonde bimbo in front of us. "Plus Spiderman is the hero of the city! He has way more concerns about New York than he does about your stupid thousand dollar appearance."

Chloe gives Alya a death glare and tosses her hair back as she turns away. As she did so, her hair smacked poor Sabrina who was practically falling asleep in her seat, poor thing woke with a jump. "Huh that's what you think! At least Ladybug cares about me!" (No I don't) "Spiderman couldn't even take down that stupid beast!"

"Of course he couldn't! The best was the size of a monster truck! That's why he needed the rest of his team from S.H.I.E.L.D!"

"Shield smchield! All I care about now is how amazing I'm going to look as I walk though the doors of the school. Ah! I can already imagine it. That is if we get there!" Chloe turns to the Chauffeur and starts to rant again. "Can you go any slower! Speed it up! My public awaits me!"

Both Alya and I just sighed and rolled our eyes. "I'm actually on Chloe side on this one," Alya whispers to me. "I can't wait to get there! The writer of the Daily Bugle goes to the school."

I looked Alya with a confused stare. "The Daily Bugle, what's that?"

"The Daily Bugle is pretty much the Lady Blog of New York. She gets these perfect shots of Spiderman and the rest of the Avengers and heck, she's even interviewed Thor!" Alya starts jumping around in her seat. "I'm so excited to get some pointers I can hardly wait!"

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