Y/N doesn't remember much about city life, except that it's fabulous and full of glamour. However, her and her mother's stingy new apartment in Queens isn't quite the same. Things just don't seem to be looking up for the once popular high school que...
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Y/N POV
"How was setting up the house yesterday? I can tell you took a lot of time on it. For what we've got, it looks great." Mom had spent all day yesterday setting up the apartment. It looked pretty good, however, a lot more work needed to be done. I was really only flattering Mom so she'd give me some money. I wanted to go get subs again, in hopes I'd see Peter there. Some people say I'm boy-crazy, but I'm just happy to be able to have options now. I tried not to think about Oli too much, and starting cheer again would be the perfect distraction.
"It was fine, I watched a lot of interior design videos for inspiration."
"Oh, wow! That's really cool!" I tried to act invested, I really wanted that money. "Um, Mom, can I have $15 to go get dinner?"
"Didn't you say some nice boy bought it for you last time?" Mom scoffed at me.
"Yeah, but he's definitely not gonna be there today. Please?" I hoped to jinx myself, really, really wanting Peter to be there.
"Fine, but I'll be out getting paint so come just come sometime after I'm here." I nodded as she handed me the money. Hopeful to see Peter again.
"Alright, I'll get the same as last time. Love you, Mom. Bye!" I waved, practically running out the door.
I loved the city life, and even if it was in Queens, I was sure I'd be able to travel to Manhattan. And for one day, I really liked Midtown High. I made popular friends and was a cheerleader. All I needed was an Oli and I'd be right at home. But, Oli was back home and I couldn't do anything about it.
Approaching the small deli, an uneasy feeling flew over me. What would I do if I did really see Peter? I mean, we barely know each other and it would seem like I was following him. I just didn't want to mess anything up. I wonder where he goes to school, maybe we could meet up after school and hang out or whatever. Wow, Y/N, great way to get ahead of yourself. I thought to myself. I opened the door to the shop and looked around eagerly. No Peter. I silently scolded myself for getting my hopes up. I ordered and left the shop. I began to walk down the street.
"Watch out!" A familiar voice yelled at me. I looked around in confusion before I saw a large man running past me with a gun. I let out a scream. The figure ran faster towards me until I felt a hand wrap around my arm and pull me back. "Angus Lester, what an asshole, still robbing stores!" The hand slipped around my waist as I turned around to see who was speaking. No fucking way. I opened my mouth in shock. It was Spider-Man!
I stumbled across my words trying to find a sentence. "Why are you-? What's going? Thank You." He let out a laugh at my comments. I was still stunned as I dropped my phone and the case popped off and broke.
"No problem, I'll see you around." he shot me finger guns and I imagined he smiled. I stared at him as he shot a web and flung away. Wow. I leaned down to pick up my phone and stared at the broken case. I swear to god, the one time I meet a superhero and I dropped my phone like a loser.
I swung the bag with my subs in it all the way to my apartment, still stunned that I met Spider-man. It felt so weird to say, too. I met a real-life superhero. Next stop, Iron Man! I laughed to myself as I unlocked the door. I knew Mom wasn't home, so I set the bag on the kitchen table and headed to my room. Boxes filled every corner and the only color came from my bed sheets and the one rose-colored wall. The rest were a drab gray, not painted yet. I sighed and emptied the backpack at the foot of my bed. The first day of school and we already had homework. It was only a small introductory sheet to find out our skills. I filled it out quickly and traveled to the fire escape. A small chair had already been placed there alongside a little plant and blanket. I wrapped myself up and stared over Queens. Sure, this wasn't what I imagined life would be like in the city, but I was warming up. I smiled and sat in my own peace for a while. I heard a small buzz and looked down at the phone resting in my hand.
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I responded with a quick "ok" and a heart. Running back into the house, I searched just about every box in search of my speaker so I could play music. Giving up, I decided to just throw on a coat and walk around town. I grabbed my wallet and ran to the elevator. Reaching the street, I saw a figure running out of a nearby alley. I glared as they ran, trying to make out who was sprinting towards me. "Peter?" I half-asked half-yelled as he stopped in front of me, looking extremely caught off guard.
"Oh, Y/N, uh hi." He fumbled over his words, looking just about everywhere but my face.
"So... where are you going?" I asked, trying to sound casual.
"Oh, just home. First day of school today, got to finish that homework." I smiled and laughed.
"Yeah, me too. Where do you go?"
"Oh um, Forest Hills. Yeah. There." Peter's hands kind of shook and he began fidgeting when I asked him that.
"Oh, nice! Well, good luck with your homework. I guess I'll see you around." Peter nodded and ran off.
Wow, maybe I did get the wrong idea. Peter seemed like he really didn't want to talk. I walked around for a little longer but eventually looped back to the apartment and ran up the stairs. I set my wallet and coat on the table and searched some more for my speaker. As I walked back out onto the fire escape, I saw a chubby looking boy stretch his head out of the window next to mine. He began talking upwards and I retreated back into the apartment. I peeked my head out of the window to see who he was talking to. I laughed to myself. Spider-Man again? No way in hell. I saw him slide into the window with ease in a blur of red. I live next to Spider-Man? Holy shit.
