Be Like You [COMPLETED]

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

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So this is going to be similar to the Andrew Garfield's Amazing Spider-Man when Peter gets the briefcase, although somethings will still of course be different.

Peter's POV

    I looked blankly at the striped backpack in front of me. It was worn down and I recognized it as the one I used when I was in 2nd grade or so. If I remembered correctly, Ben helped me pick it out. I brought it closer and rubbed my thumb back and forth over it, feeling the rough fabric on my skin.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breathe in through my nose, exhaling through my mouth. Opening them, I brought the backpack up and unzipped it, reaching inside and pulling out the first thing my fingers touched.

Pulling it out, I saw it was a black leather briefcase. I unzipped it and peered inside, removing what seemed to be a piece of paper. Upon seeing it, I realized it was in fact a photo. Pictured were my mother and father, standing with May and Ben. In my mother's arms was a small child, apparently me. They all had bright smiles on their faces and seemed to be eating Thanksgiving or possibly Christmas dinner. I inspected further and saw May's casserole on the table, which she only made for Thanksgiving. Well, that answers that question.

They must've been at my parents house because that definitely wasn't May and Ben's apartment. They'd lived in that apartment for as long as I could remember.

I gently set the photo aside me on the bed. I looked up, acknowledging Tony and Pepper. I'd gotten so lost in my thoughts I'd almost forgotten they were there. They smiled warily at me, clearly intending to be encouraging.

I reached back into the backpack and pulled out a pair of black rimmed glasses. I tried them on and, to my surprise, they didn't affect my vision at all. I thought with my heightened senses they'd give me a headache, but apparently not. I decided to leave them on as I continued.

The main area of the briefcase was emptied out now, so I moved onto the other section. There was a small notebook inside with math equations and such. I recognized some of them, but otherwise moved on. The last thing in the briefcase was several singular pieces of paper with equations on it, some of them having geometrical doodles.

Now that the case was emptied out, I moved onto the rest of the backpack. I realized he must've taken out his important belongings and left the rest behind. Whether it was intended for me or not, I was unsure.

Inside the backpack, the next thing I removed from it was a hat. It seemed to be from my school. "My... My father went to MidTown Science Tech? Is that even possible? How long have they been open?" I wondered aloud. I'd never even considered that fact, although I found it interesting.

"FRIDAY?" Tony questioned the AI.

"MidTown Science Tech seems to have been opened for well over 50 years." She responded

"I don't feel like doing the math, but that seems about right. Huh." I said, hitting the hat a bit to beat the dust and lint out. I tried it on. It was a bit oversized, but it still fit. I didn't bother adjusting it as I reached back into the backpack.

The next item I found was a hoodie. It had the same MidTown logo as the hat on my head did. It felt soft and had thick material but it was clearly worn and quite old. I folded it neatly and picked up the small pile of papers and notebook, setting the folded hoodie down and placing the pile on top.