Chapter 8

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I was getting nervous. Mr. Stark was roaming around my room looking around. "Where did you see that? YouTube? That's where you found that right? You can make stuff on YouTube." I said rubbing the back of my neck. I looked out the window for a couple of seconds trying to think. I turned around just in time to see my Spider-Man suit fall from the ceiling where I hide it. I grabbed it and shoved it into my closet. I turned around and crossed my arms. "So what are you the Spider-ling? Spider-boy? Spider-teen?" "Spider-Man...I'm Spider-Man okay?! Thank you very much for blowing my identity Mr. Stark. I really appreciate it!" I said irritated and opened my window up and climbed up to the rooftop and sat there frustrated.

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"Way to go Dad! You just ousted Peter's secret identity as Spider-Man! Is that why you came over here? To tell him that you know that he was Spider-Man? If so that's a real jerk move." "Watch it missy." My dad warned. He climbed out the window. "Hey Peter can you come back inside I can't climb up there." "That's kind of the point, Mr. Stark." Peter said. A few minutes later, Peter climbed back into his room. "Do you have a passport?" "What?" "You ever been to Germany? You'll love it." "What?! I can't go to Germany!" "Why not?" "I...have...homework." "I'm going to pretend that you didn't even say that." "I'm serious I can't go to Germany."

After a few minutes of my dad and Peter talking, Peter finally agreed to going to Germany on one condition. For my dad to not tell his aunt May.
After that I left with my dad realizing that Peter wanted to be left alone.

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