Till I Met You: A Peter Parker Fanfiction

Chapter Twø

* * * * *

I nearly bust down my door, glad to be home at last. I toss my backpack down onto my chair at my desk and plop my body down on my bed; lying on my back, noticing how cream-colored my ceiling is.

The thought of joining the GSA club comes into my mind for what seems like the millionth time today and I send a message to Tony.

• SMS/Text Message/Outgoing/To: Tony •
[Hey, Dude. I'm going to e-mail the GSA lady. It's Mrs. Johnson, right?]

• SMS/Text Message/Incoming/From: Tony: •

[Finally! Dude, you're going to love it. And yes, it is Mrs. Johnson. Good luck!]

I sit up and grab my laptop, placing it on my lap as I sit criss-cross on top of my red and black plaid sheets.

Opening my gmail, I begin to compose an e-mail to Mrs. Johnson.

————————————————————————

TO: R.Johnson@RichviewSchools.com
FROM: P.Parker@RichviewSchools.com

Mrs. Johnson,
Hello. My name is Peter. My friends, Tony and Clint, and I would it if I were able to join your GSA club. I know that I am late for Fall sign-ups, but I would greatly appreciate it if you would allow it this one time for me.

————————————————————————

All in a quick rush, my door is swung open and my little sister, Morgan, is running in. "Peter! Peter! Happy birthday!" she's screaming.

The e-mail is sent and the laptop is shut before I respond. "Awe. Thank you, Morgan."

I usually hate her, specifically, being in my room, but today is an exception because it's my birthday; and because Aunt May and Uncle Ben expect me to be at least a bit social with them and Morgan. "It's dinner time. And then cake!"

I let out a small, quick chuckle. "Alright. Tell Aunt May I'll be out in a sec."

"Okay," she says. Her hair moves like a big brown wave, crashing into the side of her face as she quickly as turns around, exiting my room and shutting the door behind her.

* * *