Chapter One: Pilot

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Roughly 5 months before Captain America: Civil War

**In this story Peter has had his powers for roughly 1 month, he is already spider-man, but Uncle Ben is alive. I know it doesn't make much sense, but I had to have it this way. Thank-you.**

This is my story. My name is (Y/N) (L/N), and I am 15 years old. I attend Midtown School of Science and Technology, with my best friend Peter Parker. We have known each other since we were 4 years old, and have always been inseparable. We tell each other literally everything and are always competing to see who's smarter. I wish we didn't have to go to school, but we have to. I have lived in the apartment building next to Peter my whole life with my single mother. My father left before I was born, leaving me only with my angel pendant necklace, I once dreamt it was given to me by an angel, but I know that's not possible. Finally one more thing. I am a dancer. I have trained in ballet, pointe, acro, and hip hop my entire life, all I want is to make a difference by dancing. Anyways, here is my story.  

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I was sitting in English class, anxiously awaiting the bell. Peter kept texting me saying he needed to tell me something, and that it's urgent.

 I already finished my reading assignment, but my teacher Mrs.Santiago wouldn't let me leave early, even though she usually does. Not to mention how badly everyone wanted out since it was after all the last day before Christmas break, I couldn't wait to get out. 

Especially because I'll be spending next semester on exchange in Paris, I just needed to tell Peter, I know it will break his heart but it's my dream. Finally, the bell rang, I ran outside to the tree where we always meet and saw him practically jumping up and down with joy.

"Y/N! I need to tell you something!" he shouted as I walked towards him.

"I know, I know!" I giggled. "What is it?"

"Well. You see. Um. My Uncle Ben and Aunt May are taking me on a trip to a resort island in Florida," he stuttered. "They said I could bring a friend. Wou-would you like to come with me?"

"Yes, I'd love to Peter!" I said giving him a big hug.

"REALLY?!" he practically shouted. "Ahem. Great! So we are leaving tomorrow morning, make sure to pack a swimsuit." he added cheerfully before hopping on his bus.

I walked over to the parking lot to get into my mom's car. She always picks me up after school because her work gets out right before school. During the drive, I asked her if I could go, and thankfully she said yes. 

When I got to my apartment I ran to my room as fast as possible and started packing. I couldn't decide which bathing suit to bring, so I brought them all. I picked out everything I needed but still had to fit it into one suitcase. Once I got all my stuff packed, I put on my jammies and turned on the tv, I started binge-watching Stranger Things. Again. All I could do was think about how awesome the trip is going to be.

The plan was to take about 1-2 days driving down, enjoying the scenery and attractions. Then once we're close to the dock near the island, we'll stay in a hotel. Then the next day we're going to take the 1:00 pm boat over to the island. Peter said we would both wake up early and he would take me shopping, I could hardly wait.

• Sorry, this one is so short but hopefully, the rest will be longer! Thanks for reading and don't forget to comment and vote! •

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