My Spider Senses

Who Am I

In case you all don't know me, my name is Peter Parker. You know that kid that is always excluded from activities? Or the kid that does well in school but not so well talking to others? Well that's me. I get straight A's in class, I hang out with my family when I'm not doing homework, and I stay away from the jocks and cheerleaders otherwise known as the "cool" kids because it's just not my type of group.

When I was a young boy, my father told me that I would do great things when I grow up. Of course I always believed him but now I'm not so sure. He and my mother left when I was just 5 years of age and I never knew why. I always asked my uncle and aunt what happened but they always changed the subject. Soon enough I learned to just stop asking and forget about it, but I never did learn to forget it.

As usual, my alarm clock didn't go off so I'm waken by my Aunt May shaking me and telling me to get up. I'm a heavy sleeper so I'm sure she's been doing this for over five minutes. After she goes downstairs, I hurry to the closet and get my clothes ready. I take a quick shower to wake me up and get dressed. I didn't have time for breakfast so I run out the door saying bye to my aunt and uncle. I rush to school on my skateboard and barely make it on time.

I rush into the school building and skate through the hallways to my classroom. The bell rings just as I enter the classroom and everyone's eyes turn to me; the kid all sweaty, breathing heavily, and looking like a mess. My teacher is standing in front of the class and looks at me, shaking his head slightly.

"Mr. Parker, please take your seat. Today we will be having a pop quiz on unicellular organisms. Use all the knowledge you have from our previous classes and good luck." Everybody moans and growls, clearly upset about this. "Class if you have been paying attention, you should pass this test no problemo."

I finish the biology test in a breeze and for the remainder of the class, I decide read. I hear snickering and small giggles as I pull out the textbook and start where I left off at chapter 5. The bell rings just as I was about to start chapter 7. I rush out the door to avoid any interaction with Flash and his pathetic buddies and head to my locker. I get my camera out and go outside for my photography class. I've always been into photography unlike most kids, it just relaxes me and allows me to forget the cruel world I live in.

I aim my camera towards the school and snap a picture. I plan on using these for the cover of the school yearbook but that's up to my teacher to decide. I zoom in and the camera focuses inside a class room. My eye immediately spots a blonde girl and I can't help but stare. I snap a picture of the class doing work but zoom in more on the blonde who I know as Gwen Stacy. I never really talk to her but I've known her since the beginning of junior high. 'Who am I kidding, she'd never like me.' I confess to myself in my head.

"That's not what we use these cameras for Mr. Parker." My photography teacher Mr. Harris catches me and calls me out on it in front of everyone. Of course everybody starts laughing and making fun of me but I try to ignore them.

"Ye... Yes Mr. Harris. Sorry." I turn away from the classroom and go back to working on the assignment.

Lunch is the usual gross slob they call "food" but it's not like I have a choice. When you skip breakfast, lunch is a necessity, no matter what it is. I finish my lunch and pull out my camera. I pull it to my face but it's immediately knocked to the floor by none other than Flash Thompson.

"Hey Parker!" He laughs as he kicks my camera and spits in my direction. He doesn't stay long and soon walks away.

"Asshole" I mutter as I pick up my camera and check if anything broke. Luckily it hasn't broken yet but with Flash doing that daily, I know it's bound to happen.

I go to the rest of my classes and by 7th period, I'm ready to go home and fall asleep. The final bell rings and it's music to my ears. I rush out the door and head for the school entrance so I can go home. I exit the school and just as I'm about to skate off, I'm grabbed by the shoulder.

"Hey, Peter right?" I look back to see a beautiful blonde headed girl holding textbooks in one hand and her other hand on my shoulder. "I'm Gwen." She smiles at me and I can't do anything else but blink rapidly and nod like an idiot.

(I will be revising my chapters. As of now, I will be finishing this story then working on my others.)