Paige's flats clicked against the floors of the Osborn's penthouse Friday afternoon. She was an intern and if needed an assistant for Norman and Harry Osborn. Ah, the perks of working for a competing company for you mentor and a person who tries to kill you every time he sees you. She got to take care of Harry who was her and Peter's age, but he went to private school. It was kinda awkward when Norman would just ask her to take care of him, even if she was younger than him. That afternoon was one of those times. She walked into the massive penthouse that was way too big for just two people. Harry was sitting on the couch playing video games.
"Hey, Harry."
"Hey, Paige. Dad have you watching after me again? Cause if so, you're a little late," he asked annoyed with his dad.
"Yes, Harry. I have no clue why, I applied for an internship not a baby sitting job," she replied. "So we're both unhappy, and I'm late because I was working at the labs earlier."
"Well, what else is new?" he mumbled.
"So, what can I do for you?" she smiled.
"Oh nothing, I'm good," he stated.
She sat down on the coach next to him.
"Assasin's Creed?" she questioned.
"You know this is my favorite game," he slightly smiled.
"Yeah, I know," she nodded. "I've been taking care of you since I got this internship."
"Well, I try not to be a hassle for you," he beamed as he turned the game off. "But, um, how about today we go for a walk?"
She smiled.
"I would love that, Harry."
He stood up and held his hand out to her. She took it, and he pulled her up to stand next to him. The two went to the door and grabbed jackets, beanies, and gloves, then went down the elevator.
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Paige smiled as Harry took her out to the park she loved. The one she first came to when she moved to New York. She was walking over the icy creek water on rocks, and held her hands out to make Harry think she had problems balancing. He followed shortly afterwards.
"You know, I'm actually pretty happy Dad makes you watch after me," he smiled.
"Well, at least your not some rich, snobby, spoiled brat," she joked.
"Oh, do you want me to be a spoiled brat?" he asked sarcastically.
"Well, no, because then I'd have to beat you," she rolled her eyes. "So, have you been kicked out of private school yet?"
"Actually yes, but my dad is now making me go to Midtown High. Plus they can't kick me out, it's not a private school," he informed.
"Midtown? That's where I go," she smiled.
"Well, then looks like you're not getting rid of me. Your internship just turned into a full-time deal," he joked.
She laughed. She plopped herself down on a bench, with Harry soon to follow.
"Well, then you can meet my brother, and some of my friends. I think you all will get along," she beamed.
"Yeah I hope I can meet Peter, he sounds like an awesome guy," Harry nodded.
"I'm sure he'd like you too. Plus there's Ned, Peter's best friend, Michelle, she's my best friend, Betty Brant, Liz Allan, and many more. They're all really nice."
"Michelle's your best friend? I thought I was!" he acted hurt.
"Sorry, I babysit you. I hang out with Michelle."
"Well, that can be arranged," he smirked. "How about we go see a movie later?"
"Well, that'd be great, but I'm actually hanging out with someone later."
"So next week?"
"Sure, Harry, whatever you want.".
She got a text. She pulled her phone out and looked at it. Reid.
R: Hey, u still good for movies tonight at 7?
P: Yeah, swing by my place?
R: Yep, see u later.
She looked at the time on her phone. 5:58.
"Harry, I've got to go," she stood from the bench while Harry have her confused glances.
"Why?" his head tilted to the side.
"I have to get home to get ready for later," Paige explained.
"Paige, you can just flat out say you're going to get ready for your date. I don't mind."
"It's not a date Osborn," she rolled other eyes playfully at him.
"Well, I guess I'll see you later," he waved.
"See you later," she returned the wave as they both walked away from each other.
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Peter saw Paige walk into their apartment, but quickly darted to her room, not even acknowledging him. He furrowed his brow in confusion, but returned to the Tv. Peter had noticed Aunt May hadn't even made enough food for the three of them, which he got the impression she was going out with someone. A few minutes later, a knock came on the door.
"I got it," Peter called out to Aunt May and Paige.
He opened the door to be met by a guy standing there with dirty blonde, almost brown, hair and blue eyes. He looked shocked to see Peter answer the door.
"Um, who are you?" Peter asked.
"I-I'm Reid, and I-I'm here to go see a movie with Paige. Is she here?" Reid asked.
Paige walked out from the corner and saw Reid and smiled in response.
"Hey, Reid," she greeted hesitantly after seeing the glances Peter sent her.
"Paige," Reid smiled.
"Peter this is Reid, we're going to go see Baywatch," she explained.
"Okay, just let me talk to Reid in the hallway for a second," Peter responded.
"Um okay," Paige looked confused between the two boys as they went into the hallway and closed the door behind them.
Peter crossed his arms over his chest.
"Okay, I know this is probably the normal 'if you hurt my sister' spill, isn't it?" Reid asked politely.
Peter slowly nodded.
"Look, I'm not going to hurt her I swear. I would never even think about it. She's too pretty, smart, and caring to deserve that. I'm actually surprised she even agreed to go to the movie with me. I mean, she's perfect, and I'm just some guy who finally built up enough courage to talk to her," he explained
Peter put a hand on Reid's shoulder.
"Just take care of her alright?" Peter reassured.
Reid smiled as Peter opened the door and let Paige go out with Reid.
