The Spider

(18+) Chapter 11: A Christmas Night's Dream

"So what's this play about?" Felicia asked for like the hundredth time.

"Love and how complicated it can be," I told her as we waited outside our school auditorium doors, waiting for them to open so that we could finally get out of the cold. It was late December now and snow was falling freely. Felicia was shivering, guess he didn't expect to wait out here for so long.

"Here, you seem cold," I told her as I handed her my jacket.

"Well aren't you a romantic," she grinned pulling my coat closer, "hm, smells like cinnamon. You sure you don't want it?"

I smiled, "no, it's fine. I'm warm enough."

"Well you are hot blooded," she grumbled pulling down her shirt collar to reveal hickies, "you couldn't have shown some restraint?"

I blushed, "sorry, you make the cutest moans, I couldn't help it."

"Perv," she hissed but I couldn't hear any malice in her tone. She snuggled closer to me and sighed, "I'm sorry about the Oscorp party thing."

"No, it's cool, I understand," I whispered rubbing her shoulder, Felicia evidently didn't want to spend time in a stuck up party with high society douchebags and nerds. Her words, not mine. But I understood her frustrations so I didn't really pressure her.

"So what role is Red playing?" Felicia asked.

"Helena," I replied, in the end MJ had gotten the part she wanted and had gone on to spend two months practising the play. Harry didn't like the fact she didn't have time for him, but he didn't really seem to complain.

But speaking off Harry he didn't seem to be around, I kept looking around but couldn't find him, strange.

Just then the doors opened and we all quickly rushed inside into the warmth inside. "Finally," Felicia grumbled as we took our seats near the front.

We waited patiently for the show to begin, I told her what the play was about since English wa never her favorite subject.

When the play began I was surprised to find the kids actually had some talent in acting. And when MJ came out I was swept off my feet, she didn't miss a single word of dialog, her pronunciation was perfect. I knew she would be great one day, but now she did the rest of the world.

When the play was over Felicia and I went on stage to meet the cast. The other actors had many people come up to them and praise them, but MJ didn't have anyone, which again was strange. Where the fuck was Harry Osborn?!

"Hey Red, you were amazing," Felicia said with a smile as she handed MJ a bouquet of roses.

"Thanks Felicia," MJ smiled happily, "it means so much to me you guys came!"

"Yeah, where's Flash and his goon patrol? I expected to see him," Felicia asked bluntly, I had to facepalm, really subtle there Kitten.

"They ah, they couldn't make it, did-did you guys see Harry there in the seats? He said he would be here," MJ asked, looking sad.

"Ah, no," I smiled, "don't worry, I'm sur he would be here if he could. You were amazing MJ, really."

"Thanks Tiger," she smiled, "and it's all thanks to you."