Something Stupid

A Secret

Narrator's POV

"I'll see after Decathlon practice, May." Peter said, grabbing his bag and heading out the door.

"Hold on, mister." May said.

Peter turned to her.

"You can't leave without a kiss from your Aunt May." She said, taking his face in her hands and kissing his cheek.

Peter blushed, laughing a little. "May." He said. "Come on, I gotta go."

"In a minute." She said, kissing his cheek again.

"Aunt May." He groaned.

"Alright, alright." May let him go. "Have a good day at school, call me when you get out."

"I will." Peter said, closing the door behind him. "Hah..." He sighed, leaning against the door. He rolled up his jacket sleeve, checking out a new web shooter he had made.

A smile formed on his lips.

"Let's take it for a spin." He said to himself.

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Peter's POV

Hi. My name is Peter Parker, and for the past two six months I've been the one and only Spider-Man.

It wasn't kinda weird how this happened.

I got bit by a spider while I was cleaning out some stuff from my Uncle Ben's office.

It wasn't just a regular spider. This spider was weird.

I remember that night I had cold sweats, growing pains, and my sensitivity senses became hyper active.

It wasn't as fun as it sounds.

I didn't have any clothes to wear for three days because I had outgrown all my old clothes. I had to do a lot of shopping.

But it wasn't all that bad.

I suddenly had abilities I never thought were possible. I could jump extremely high, get stuck onto walls, had extremely fast healing abilities. I made a couple of web shooters to help me get around.

These made it a lot easier to get around than riding around in a bike or running by foot.

I decided to use these powers to fight crime, as my Uncle Ben used to say.

Hm...yeah...

Ole' Ben left us unexpectedly.

I will always remember him as the great man and caring father figure I knew.

With great power, comes great responsibility

Anyway, no one knows, and no one can know.

Even though I've only been fighting against small crime and helping out the neighborhood, it's dangerous to reveal my identity.

There are plenty of dangerous people out there, and I wouldn't want to get involved with them. That's what the Avengers are for.