CHAPTER 6

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"I can't believe I'll get to meet Black Widow and Spider-Man!" I would like to say I wasn't squealing but sadly, that would be false.

"Tell your girlfriend to stop squealing. And Black Widow won't be there." Happy Hogan grumbled from the front seat and lifted up the privacy...thing.

"She won't stop. I know her. And she's not my girlfriend." Peter rolled his eyes at me. As if I care.

I gasped suddenly. Avengers Compound! I can't believe I'll actually set foot there. Oh, it's certainly worthwhile to have Peter Parker as a friend.

"Wow." was all that came out of my mouth as I set foot (I'm not describing it) in there. It was mesmerising.

Suddenly Mr. Vision came through the wall.

"That was awesome!" I yelled.

"Thank you, Ms...." He looked confused at a stranger being there.

"Reza. Sanya Reza. Uh, I'm his friend." I pointed at Peter who was standing beside me, very annoyed.

"That's a debatable topic." He glared at me.

"I'll go and fetch Mr. Stark." Vision said and walked through another wall.

I looked at Peter. I WAS sorry. He was just too stubborn to accept that.

"I didn't mean to break your Lego Death Star! I'm so sorry, Peter. You know I'd never hurt you if I could help it." I placed my hand on his.

"I told you to be careful." He snatched his hand away.

"You didn't tell me that you'd be walking in shirtless, yet again! Being around a half naked you makes me nervous and more clumsy. Don't you have clothes? I'm anyway clumsy. I'll help you build it again, if you like."

"Uh huh." He kept staring at me.

Suddenly Mr. Stark walked in.
"So, this is the famous Sanya, eh?" Mr. Stark greeted us, winking at us.

"Yes. I'm Sanya...which is a rather redundant fact now.... Ok, I can put my foot in my mouth without other people watching. I'll just leave....." I felt so starstruck. And annoyed with myself.

"Don't worry. I know everything about you. You've been his favourite topic ever since that Vulture's daughter left."

"Can I ask you one question, Mr. Stark?" I asked.

"Tony. And yeah." He nodded absently.

"Is Spider-Man around? I'm a huge fan of him and sort of have a crush on him." Please, please please let him be here.

"Ol' Spidey? Yeah, he's here. Wanna meet him?" Tony looked at Peter, who had suddenly gone red. Suspicious. I wonder...but surely not.... Still...could he be?

Then Tony's words registered in my brain. My eyes widened. Oh my god.
"Really?" I asked hoarsely.

"Of course. Peter, go to work and I will go fetch our Sanya's little Spider." He walked off with an arm around Pete's shoulder, all but dragging him away.

So I was left standing alone. I went and sat at one of the benches in the sprawling gardens. I fell asleep.

"Hey, you're Sanya, right?" A man in red and blue Spandex asked me. I blinked sleepily and then rapidly to get focus.

Spider-Man. I was half asleep in front of Spider-Man!

I shot to my feet. "Uh, আমি ...I mean, yeah, I am Sanya." I couldn't believe my eyes. Spider-Man!!!

"Peter told me you were a sleepy puppy, but not that you fall asleep in park benches." His voice sounded familiar. He then laughed. I know that laugh...I just can't place it.....how annoying.

I laughed nervously.

"So, I'm Spider-Man." He said, rubbing the back of his mask.

"I know. Can I ask you something?"

"Just not my name or to take my mask off and we're golden." He chuckled.

"How old are you? Because if you're like 50..." I made a gagging gesture.

"I'm almost 16." He nodded.

"I'll be 15 in a week. January 20." I told him.

"Cool. I'd go but.."

"You'll be busy fighting crime." I ended the sentence for him.

"Well, yeah."

We talked for a while. He liked Harry Potter and Star Wars. Definitely 15.

He got up after sometime.
"I need to go. Training and all..." He mumbled.

"Bye." I smiled.

"Bye." He swung away.

Peter came after some time.

"How was Spidey?" He asked as he sat down on the bench.

"Tell you on the way home. I'm pretty sure I know him. His voice and laugh and mannerisms all seemed so familiar." I frowned. The answer was dangling in front of my eyes but I just. couldn't.see.it.

He got really nervous. "Maybe..you just heard him around. Maybe some guy in school or you saw him somewhere else as Spider-Man." He eyes darting here and there.

I saw it. Wait. He disappeared a few minutes before Spidey came and returned a few minutes after he left. Spider-Man was always out when Peter was. That secret...that was..was it? It would explain why he was so familiar.

I gulped. I took a breath before I asked.
"Peter, are you Spider-Man?"


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