Hi, my name is Kathaleena Thompson. My stepfather decided to move his two sons and I down to his hometown of Queens, New York just before the holidays. After a few days of school, my class takes a school trip.
That one day is the day my world gets f...
Two days later, I was realised from the hospital, and Tony picked me up to bring me to school. "Peter saved me, Dad." I said as he grumbled. "What? What happened?" I asked. "He disobeyed me, took off the protocols I set in his suit, and also took out the tracker! Someone could have gotten hurt on that ferry, he could have gotten hurt!" He exclaimed as Happy drove us back to my place. "He's trying to impress you. You're his idol, you were also his uncle's idol, did you know that?" I asked. "No, I didn't. But if he's going to disobey me like this... never mind, he can't, because I took away his suit." He said. "Are you kidding? Now he's going to do whatever it takes to impress you, he may not see it like that, but that's why he's doing this." I explained as he nodded. "Just help him, Kitten. He needs to know that he's still a person without the suit." Dad said before we stopped at the front of the school. "Stay safe today, Kitten, and if anything stats to hurt, just call me, and I'll come and pick you up." Dad said as I nodded and walked inside. "Welcome back, Kat!" Liz exclaimed as she ran over to me. "Thanks Liz." I smiled. "How are you feeling?" Betty asked. "Better, I apparently hit my head, unknowingly, before Spiderman caught me, and got a concussion." I shrugged as I was picked up and hugged by someone. "Kat! You're ok! You're back!" Peter exclaimed as I hugged him back. "Easy Tiger, I still have a concussion for a few more days." I said as he backed away slightly. "It's alright, I'm ok." I smiled softly as the bell rang and we went to class.
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After school was let out, I walked home alone because Peter had detention. I decided I was lonely when I got home so I filled the cat bowl and walked over to see May and talk with her about somethings. After a while of talking, Peter came home and squeaked over to us. "I need your help." He said looking worried. "With what?" May asked. "I asked Liz to the dance, I don't know how to dance, or how to tie a tie, or anything!" Peter freaked out. "We can teach you." I said. "I don't know about the tie thing though." May admitted. "Leave that to me." I smiled softly as I helped him pick out what he was going to wear and help him tie his tie. "When did you learn to do this?" He asked me. "My stepfather always had such a hard time with his ties, and when Austin wanted to impress a girl, he would have me help him with his tie." I said as I slowly pushed it up to his collar. "Hey, aren't you going to the dance?" He asked. "Like I said, I'm not really a party girl." I straightened his tie and May taught him how to dance. "What do I do if she tries to kiss me?" He asked me after they stopped. "You kiss her back." I mumbled. "I don't know how to kiss someone." He said. "Well, don't look at me, I've never kissed anyone before." I put my hands up. "Well, you two should practice on each other." May walked into her room. "Uh... may we try?" Peter cringed as I ran my hands from his chest to his cheeks and lightly pulled him downwards towards me. "Put your hands on my hips, Peter." I whispered as he placed his hands on my hips and tugged me just a tad closer before I placed my lips on his and kissed him sweetly as he matched my movements. We quickly pulled apart when we saw a flash of light. "May!" Peter exclaimed as my face darkened. "I'm keeping that one." She said before she walked out. "If you keep kissing people like that, you'll never not have a girlfriend, Parker." I said out of breath as he nodded. "Have fun at the dance." I smiled lightly. "Are you ready?" May asked as he nodded. "Go to the car, I'll be right there." She said as he left and she tossed me a beautiful dress. "Put it on, and I'll take you to the dance." She said as I smiled and put it on with the white wedges she gave me.
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Once she came back I had my hair done up in an elegant bun with curls to frame my face, and I had on some light makeup to highlight my eyes, lips, and brows. "You look beautiful, come on, let's get you to that party." She said as we went down and she drove us to the dance.
I walked in to see Ned running in the other direction. "Ned! Where's Peter!?" I asked already knowing what's going on. "Outside!" He said as I ran back outside and pulled my mask over my face before I ran over to Peter, who is on top of Flash's car. "I'll drive." I glared at Peter. "Phoenix?" He asked as we hopped in and I turned on the headlights and drove down the road. "Ned, where we heading?" I asked. "To an abandoned barn." He said and I took his directions. "Where did you learn how to drive?" Peter asked. "I've been driving illegally since I was like 6." I said as I veered right at the barn. "I'll call for you when I need you, ok?" He said as I stopped the car. "You're ditching me, to go save the world by yourself?" I scoffed. "Yes, but you're also still hurt. I don't want to risk it." He pulled up his mask before he kissed my cheek and jumped out and ran into the building. My hair flamed a bit as my face flushed. I shook off my shock and waited until the building collapsed. "Kat! Help!" Peter called out in agony as I ran over and started to push debris off of him. "Ah, ah, ah!" Vulture swooped down, picked me up and we took to the skies. "Let me go!" I flared but his metal didn't melt. "Nice try, but your little flame won't help you, dear." He said before he dropped me. Nothing was close enough to attach myself to so I free fell with a weak scream as I neared the ground. Just as I was about to hit the cement, I felt strong arms wrap around me, as I opened my eyes I saw Peter holding me close. "Are you ready to go stop the bad guy with me?" He asked as he put me down and offered me his hand. "Always and forever." I grabbed his hand as we ran and swung after Vulture.
