Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man

Moving on

(Peter gets back home after a long day of being Spidey. He opens the door to his dorm, tosses his backpack to the floor, and hops into his bed.

He looks to his right to see Harry snoring on his own bed. Peter laughs at this sight. He grabs his earphones out of his pocket, plug them into his phone, as well as into his ears. He scrolls through his phone and finds Spotify, then he reluctantly selects a playlist called "MJ🐯". The song? "How Deep is Your Love" by The Bee Gees.)

(Peter starts to do what every person who just got out of a serious relationship does: look at pictures of the good times. He sees a picture of how he first asked her out for homecoming: nervous and bumbling, not that anything has changed. He also remembers their first kiss. It was everything he could've hoped for: a magical moment with a magical girl. It's funny how we can go from living our lives, to not knowing how we could live without them, to having to revert back to our normal lives without the-

ZZZZZZTTTTTTTT

A text from an unknown number.)

TEXT: "Hey Pete, I dunno if this is creepy but I got your number from someone who went to high school with you, a Gwen Stacy? But yeah :)"

(Peter just finishes reading the text when another text pops up.)

TEXT: "Oh, it's Liz btw. The girl in your English class lol."

(Peter lays back in his bed with a chuckle before responding.)

PETER: (text) "Haha it's not creepy at all, it's actually kinda impressive. We should form like a study group when this class starts to get hard."

(Peter sends this and puts his phone down. He then thinks to himself for a moment..."maybe this is a sign to move on".

ZZZZZTTTTTT

Another text. Peter grabs his phone and eagerly looks at the text from...

J. Jonah Jameson.)

JAMESON: (text) "Get over here Parker! Your first gig!"

(Peter instantly remembers that he had to be at the Daily Bugle 10 minutes ago. He hurriedly puts on a jacket and isn't even able to put on his shoes before he leaves his room through the window, merely holding it in his hands.)

(Cut to Jameson's office in the Daily Bugle, he's eating a simple ham sandwich when Peter barges in.)

JAMESON: "Oh, so I see we ain't even knocking anymore, is that what's happening here?

PARKER: "I'm so sorry, Mr. Jameson. I know I was supposed to be here 20 minutes ago, I just got caught up in some-"

JAMESON: "I don't wanna hear it, Parker! All that matters is that you're here now and you're ready to work, right?"

(Peter nods with a gulp.)

JAMESON: (In a surprisingly comforting tone) "Good. Anyways, there's this event happening in four days, that's a Sunday, ok? I want you there snapping pics for us, alright?"

PARKER: "What's the event?"

JAMESON: "It's some 'technology summit', meaning it's basically a room full of smart people speaking in a language an average New Yorker won't understand. Something to do with more clean energy, 'save the Earth' type of BS."

PARKER: "Oh ok...hey Mr. Jameson? Can I ask you something?"

JAMESON: "What?"

PARKER: "Why are you being exceptionally nice to me right now?"

(Jameson stands up, intimidating Peter, as if he said something wrong. He walks to his fridge and opens it.)

JAMESON: "Well, you're an employee of mine now. I treat freelancers differently. You earned it man. Here, did you want a water bottle?"

PARKER: "Sure, why not?"

JAMESON: "Oh, usually people don't take up on my offer. I only got one bottle, get one on your way home. That's it for today Parker."

(Parker gets up and starts to walk towards the exit when Jameson stops him.)

JAMESON: "Wait, Parker! I forgot to tell you where to go. At around 2 PM on Sunday, you're gonna be at...Oscorp Towers."

JAMESON: (we realize that they paused for a epic moment, when in reality it seems more like an awkward pause) "Alright, you can go."

PETER: "Right, my bad. Thanks, Mr. Jameson."

(Peter walks out the door as Jameson takes a sip of water and continues eating his sandwich.)