Elena Stewart never even knew of Spiderman. After transferring from a small town in Ohio, to now the Big Apple, she has a lot to adjust with. She becomes intrigued by this so-called Spiderman, the man who flies through the air on webs made of silk...
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"Are you and Peter dating or something?" Ned asked as we stroke to our lunch period.
"Where'd you hear that?" I wondered, walking into line. I reached over to grab chicken nuggets and fries.
"You guys have been very close lately. I'm his best friend. I notice things." He eyed me, smiling. "Not that I mind. I like you and you're cool."
We both paid for our lunches, seating ourselves at our usual table. "Aw, thank you, Ned." I glanced around realizing that Peter wasn't here. "Speaking of Peter, Where is he?"
Ned almost choked on his food, quickly wiping his face before all it could come out of his mouth. "I have no idea."
"Mhm, sure you do." I narrowed my eyes at him, leaning closer across the table. "Cmon Ned, I know when you're lying."
"I-I-" Ned's eyes darted to the side. "Why is Harry Osborn heading to our table?"
"What?" I swiftly turned my head, seeing him talk to someone for a moment before turning back towards us.
"Are you friends with him?" Ned questioned, his eyes seemed lost.
"Yeah, I think so. We've hung out a few times." I answered.
"You do realize that he and Peter-"
"Elena." Harry's voice interrupted Ned's.
I looked up to him, examining what he was wearing.
He was wearing a black slip-on jacket and underneath it a plain grey shirt. Harry's hands were stuffed in his jean pockets, his eyes focused on me. For a moment, he glanced over to Ned.
"Ned," he nodded at him but immediately drew his attention onto me. "Can I talk to you?"
"Oh, um- sure." I nodded standing up. "Do you mind telling me later, Ned?"
Ned nodded, not saying anything to me. His eyes drew up to Harry, an obviously unhappy look.
I was fairly confused about what was happening at the moment. I gave Ned a small smile," I'll be back I promise."
Harry smiled, saluting Ned as he led me out of the cafeteria. I followed his tall figure, which leads to the back half of school.
"Are you friends with Peter Parker?" He responded, his voice getting raspy.
"Why does it matter?" I said confused, a small laugh in my voice. "Yeah, I am."
"Obviously I can't control who you're friends with, but I would be cautious," Harry mentioned, turning away.
"What do you mean by that?" I reached out to his arm, turning him back around. "He's a nice guy, he wouldn't even hurt a fly."
"He's not exactly the nicest person to be around. He tends to leave people when they're most vulnerable." He stepped closer to me, looking over.
