Your Friendly Neighborhood Spiderman

Chapter 2

Chapter 2 ~unedited~

~Gwen's POV~

As I watched the police cars pull up, there was only one thought running through my head.

Was he going to call me?

Was I going to get the story?

Why had he given me the note?

Well, I guess I had more than one question.

After all the clearing up and explaining with the police, I left. It was messy, believe me. It was hard to convince them that nothing was wrong.

I mean seriously people! I'm fine!

I guess we kind of set them up though. Oops.

Flash and I parted ways, and each of us headed back to our house.

Is Mr. Jameson wrong about Spiderman?

Is Spiderman really helping us?

I couldn't wait to talk to him again. But there was always that high probability that he wouldn't call, or even try to contact me.

But then again, maybe he did want his name to be cleared. Maybe he did want his side of the story in the newspaper.

Who knows for sure?

No one does.

The whole situation was too complicated for my brain to handle, so I decided just to sit down, and watch TV.

Immediately, I flipped to the news. Unsurprisingly, it was about Spiderman. Apparently he had prevented a bank robbery. But he was also being accused of stealing the money?

The world is messed up. Either he's good, or he's not. Make up you're minds, people!

Gosh. People these days.

Great, now I'm starting to sound like an old Grandma.

My mind suddenly started drifting.

Was Spiderman gonna call?

What if he did! Oh my gosh!

Biggest story ever.

I could see the headlines now.

Spiderman Dishes All To News Reporter That He Doesn't Even Know, Gwen Stacy!

Well that was going to be a problem.

I needed to shorten it, and then it would be perfect, right?

I went on a mad rampage for every phone in our house and put them all on the coffee table beside me.

I had a sudden urge to say 'my precious'.

Weird much?

I have seriously been watching too much TV these day.

I watched the phones intently for about 5 minutes. Nothing. Zilch. Nada. Nope.

Sighing dramatically, I walked up to my room, and flopped down onto my bed. I opened up a book I had started reading, and continued where I left off.

About 30 minutes later, I heard the phone ring from downstairs.

I heard my mom yell from across the hall. "Can you get that, Gwen?"

"Fine!" I yelled back. Ugh. Why did I always have to answer the phone.

Then suddenly my mind started working again. Spiderman.

Spiderman!

I ran down the starts as fast as I could go, grabbed one of the phones and hit the answer button.

"Hello?" I answered. "Who is this?"

"Guess." I heard a deep voice answer.

"Is it Spiderman?" I squealed.

"Yeah. I wanna come talk to you about that... That paper thing. Where do you live?" He asked.

OMG. I'm talking to Spiderman. He wanted to come to my house. I was about to scream.

I opened my mouth and... Didn't scream. After all, I didn't want to freak him out.

Not like I hadn't done that already. Oops.

I quickly told him my address.

"Oh, and it's apartment 2016." I added.

"Okay, see you. Leave you're window open" He responded.

"Yeah, yeah. Okay." I responded and then he hung up.

Aha! But now I had his number saved on my phone! I looked at the recent calls.

But of course, he had called from a pay phone.

I threw the phone back down on the coffee table.

Spiderman was coming to my house.

I ran back up the stairs to my bedroom. I needed to leave my window open.

My mom yelled from down the hall. Again. "Who was it, honey?" She asked.

"Umm. It was just Spiderman." I responded. I could hear her laughing from the other room. Oh well. If she didn't believe me it was her loss.

I ran over to my window and opened it. Which sucked, because it was already cold in my room.

I frowned, and observed my room. It was neat enough. Well, he's Spiderman, he should be used to messes anyways....

I can't believe he's going to be here soon.

I heard something hit the building and I looked out the window, checking for Spiderman.

A red masked head poked down from the top of my window. "Hello." He said.

"Hello." I replied. "Does that hurt you're head?" I asked.

"What?" He asked, looking confused.

"Well." I explained. "If I hang upside down my face turns really red, and it starts to hurt, and I feel like I'm going to pass out."

"I have superpowers. Spiderman remember?" He said with a laugh.

"Yeah. Right." I replied.

I still couldn't believe he was here.

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Author's Note:

I just wrote this, deleted it and had to re-write it. UGH! Sorry it's short again, but I did update twice in one hour. Aha.

Dedicated to taylor_swift_t_ for being so amazing and sweet!!!

~dedication to the best comment~

So I don't have much else to say... :)

Oh! And idk if any of you noticed this, but 2016 is actually Gwen's apartment number in the movie. :) Yay.

Thank you guys so much! :D