Chapter 3

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Althea

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Althea

A woman emerged from the kitchen who I assumed was Peters aunt.

"Peter I — oh... you brought a friend," she said. "A... a girlfriend?"

"Uh yes," Peter said. I glanced at him, smirking as his head turned toward me. His face turned as red as the Spider-Man suit and he snapped his head back to his Aunt. "I mean... no. No. She's a — a friend... a friend who's a girl. A girl. Friend."

I chuckled and stepped forward, extending my hand out to May.

"My name is Thea Stone," I said.

"Oh." May looked to Peter then shook my hand. "May. How do you two know each other?"

"Uh... We... Well." Peter looked like a deer caught in the headlights. It was amusing and adorable but I thought I'd put him out of his misery.

"The Stark internship," I said.

"Oh! Peter didn't mention any peers." She glanced at Peter. "You must be crazy smart then."

"Well I get it from my dad," I said causing Peter to laugh beside me.

"Yeah her dad is like, almost at Tony Stark's level," he said.

"Hey don't feed my fathers ego like that Peter," I said with heavy amusement. "It's already big enough as is."

Peter laughed, tossing his head back with carefree zealous. I smiled with massive vibrance at the sight of him looking so... carefree!

Man he's so freaking attractive my heart is swelling, I need to make him my boyfriend.

"Alright you two," May said interrupting Peters laughter and my goggling. Yikes that's a little awkward. "I'm going to get going now. I'm running late."

She gave Peter a kiss on the cheek and a suggestive look before leaving the apartment.

"So..."

"Can I play with your web shooters?" I asked.

"What?!" His face turned red again.

"Can I mess around with your web shooters?" I repeated, a little slower this time just to mess with him. "You know those things you use to fly around the city with?"

"Oh! Right yeah.. uh this way."

He started walking so I took a few larger steps to catch up beside him, linking my arm with his. I felt his biceps tense.

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