Spider-Man | seaycee |

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Kaycees POV

"You've got to be kidding me"

I groan and I hear Michelle chuckle. "What's wrong?" She says and I take out the shirt from my locker. I show it to her and she burst out laughing.

"My daddy's rich and gay for Steve Rodgers" she reads on the shirt and I chuckle a bit. "The girls in track are so immature I swear. And they wrote it with permanent marker" I groan looking at my white shirt with ugly big handwriting on it.

Michelle just walks out of the locker room and I frown and roll my eyes. As I try to look for another shirt the door opens and Michelle has something in her hands. "Here" She says and passes me a jersey with the number 13 on it. "Who's jersey is this?" I ask and smell it, making sure it's not full of sweat.

"No ones. An old one of mine." She says and I raise a brow. "Then why did you leave the locker room?" I say, taking my jeans off and slipping some sport shorts on. I look down and realise I should probably get a bigger size since this one fits a bit to perfectly.

"Uh.. cause it was in my other locker" she says before looking down at her book. "Okay.." I mumble as I take my shirt off, slipping on the jersey on top of my sports bra. It goes just below my shorts and I shrug.

I look at her gym clothes and they consist of a shirt and sweatpants. "You look way more comfortable and I wish I brought sweats" I say and she shrugs.

We get to the track and I see girls stretching before we all have to run. As I walk to the track with Michelle I feel people stare at me. "Why are they staring?" I ask and Michelle frowns. "Don't they always stare?" She says staring at her own book. "Yea but more then usual" I say and my eyes scan across the field till I see the basketball court.

To my surprise I see Sean playing. "Sean plays basketball?" I ask as I stare at him and Michelle hums in response. As I stare at him, I realise something.

"You bitch" I say as I look at Michelle. "You give me Sean's jersey?!" I whisper yell and she shrugs. "He always says I can borrow it when I loose mine but I always have a spare. He would let you use his too" she shrugs and I sigh. "Ugh. C'mon let's just go" I say as I drag her to the track.

We get ready and stretch as the teacher says. I watch as Michelle somehow gets out of this to read her book. "Go!" I hear the teacher shout and it catches me by surprise. Everyones ahead and I haven't even left. "Stark! Hurry up!" The teacher yells and I start running.

Suddenly my feet feel lighter and it's easier to run. My vision blurs and I can feel my heart beat.

"Oh c'mon!" I shout as I take a breath. "Don't worry my child. You'll get faster soon enough"

I find myself stopping, breathing rapidly, confused on what I saw. I look around and see girls not even near the half way mark on the track as I see the coach next to me. "What. I swear I ran more then 2 steps" I breathe out and confused on why I'm out of breath when I didn't run.

"You already ran a whole lap Stark.." the coach says and I frown. "No. No your joking." I say as I feel like his fooling me. I start to jog and run on the track again. I soon feel myself around the girls, catching up and soon ahead of them. Running faster then I've ever ran.

I run like a fucking snail.

As I reach the end I look around and look down at my legs. "How the fuck did I run that fast" I whisper to myself as I see the girls in my class coming closer to the finish line.

"Oh look." I hear one of the girls laugh and I look up at them confused. "Your daddy give you something to make you faster? What, is it broken now?" She says as I'm starting to panic. "That's the thing. He didn't.." I mumble and I see them look confused.

"I'm sorry I have to go" I mumble before running into the school. I reach the girls locker room, sliding down against my locker as I start to breathe heavily.

"Hey hey, your okay"

I look up and see Sean sitting down next to me. "What's wrong?" He asks and I look down at my hands. I don't answer him and I hear him sigh.

"Guessing Michelle gave you the jersey huh?" He asks and I whip my head to him. "Oh fuck. Yea sorry. I didn't even know until I saw you wearing the same number on the court and I didn't have a spare shirt cause the girls are immature and ruined my shirt an-."

"Hey hey hey, it's okay" he chuckles and I sigh and laugh with him from my ranting. "You run pretty fast" he says and I look up at him. "Apparently, even tho I don't really remember running. Just starting, and ending." I mumble.

"What do you mean?" He asks and I sigh and lean my head against the locker. "I guess, it's just. While I was running, it went black. And I was running, but somewhere else. The place was beautiful, really really beautiful. And I stopped. And someone was talking to me, then it just stoped and I already did a lap." I mumble and look at him confused.

"You think I'm crazy huh" I chuckle and hear him chuckle too. "There's people like the Scarlett Witch, Captain America, The Hulk, your dad. Nothings really crazy anymore" he says and I chuckle.

"And the Spider-Man" I say and he chuckles. "And the Spider-Man." He repeats and I lean my head against his shoulders. "Sorry for yelling at you about the thing with flash. I shouldn't of done that" he says and I shrug.

"It's fine. We all have those days." I reply. I feel his hand wrap around mine and a small uncontrollable smile erupt.

By the way, these are in like, a couple hours of days in between each time I do the line thing. It's not each day.

And I PERSONALLY don't like this book, so gail and viv, DONT try again.

Heheh.

Why am I still posting?

Cause I can't be bothered deleting this whole book since I'm already nearly 17 chapters in.

Y'all gonna hate me