Sam
It was so nice having someone to talk to. Ned and Peter are great people. I kinda hope that the spider dude with stop buy again tonight. He really cheered me up yesterday. I really wish I knew who he was.
I walk into my new science class with Peter. I sit in an empty spot in the middle row, Peter sits behind me.
"So class, welcome Sam to this science class. Today your are pairing up with someone and doing a project on a science mystery and explaining it. If it is unsolved, name 3 theory's. For example, Bermuda Triangle. Or and air crash investigation. Begin."
I spin around in my chair.
"Partners?" We say in unison.
"So what mystery would you like to do?" Peter asks.
"Definitely the Malaysian airlines flight 370." He smiles.
"We could do a PowerPoint and research different ways it could have disappeared, like pilots mental states or radar malfunction." Peter says. I high five him.
We spend the period planning out our PowerPoint and theories. The bell rings and we all leave.
"What do you have now?" Peter asks.
"History." I shrug "You?"
Just as he was about to answer, Flash walks by. He pretends to trip and dumps his slushy on my shirt and head.
"Oops." He smirks. I wanted to smack that smirk right off his face.
"You can borrow my sweater to change into." Reaches into his locker and pulls out a plain red hoodie.
"T-thanks."
I run into the bathroom. I could hear the laughs. I wanted to curl into a ball and never come out of that bathroom. It was the most embarrassing thing of my life
"Sam, are you okay." Peters voice echoes. I pull my shirt off and pull his hoodie over my head.
"I can get the hoodie back to you tomorrow." I come out of the bathroom.
"Thank you Peter." I say. He nods and smiles.
"I'll walk you to history." I nod and we walk.
I walk in my front door.
"Sammy!" My little brother runs up me.
"Hey little man." I pick him up.
My brother is 4. His name is Riley. He is the sweetest thing to. He's not a little demon. I'd give up my life to protect him.
"Hey honey." My mom comes into the room. "Who's sweater is that?" She points out.
I set my brother down. "It's Peter's. He let me borrow it."
"Who's Peter?" Riley asks.
"He's my friend." I smile at him. "I better go do some homework. Call me if y'all need anything." I wave and head upstairs.
I walk into my room and place my stuff on my desk. I spend 2 hours doing homework.
"Nice sweater."
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Who ARE you?//Peter Parker Fanfic//
Fanfic"I know you probably won't answer me, but who are you?" I ask while patching up his arm. Then I seen a certain watch. And I had a pretty good idea who this Spider Man was.
