The Date?

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Knock knock knock

I look at the clock seeing it's 11:00. I smile and run to the door, leaving the dust pan on the ground, glass still covered the floor from the earlier explosion. I open it and see Peter. His smile fades as he sees me covered in black soot.

"What happened?" He sees past my shoulder to the glass covering the ground. " Morning explosions are always fun." I sigh and close the door. "A-are you okay?" We sit on the couch together and look at the mess that is my living room. "Yeah, I guess."

"Whose blood is that, on the ground over there?" He holds my hand, trying to rub the blood away. "Probably mine. Or it's Spider-Man's"

He gave a worried look. "S-sp-Spiderman's?" He sat straight. "He was hurt, I thought he was de-dead but he's okay. It's funny, he mentioned something about pranks but, the only person who has pulled any sort of prank on me is.."

"He probably meant nothing by it, I'm sorry I'm going to have to cancel out outing, aunt may was mad that I wasn't home and now I'm grounded." He stood up quickly to leave.

"But you went home earlier!" "I know I'm sorry, but I have to leave." With that he ran out the door.

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Sorry for taking so long and sorry it's so short

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