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… but now, you probably do...
Yeah, I thought that I would go to school on Monday, but that did not happen. Our grandparents decided to take care of us, it was a bit complicated for all of us, but It's all finally done. My grandma said that it would be better if we live in our house, because of school and other things. She and our grandad moved to our house with few of their things like clothes and other important things. Me and my brother didn't go to school for a week--I mean, I didn't go to school--, my brother enjoyed being home, not that he's everyday at home, but I didn't. I couldn't think about anything else than Peter. I messed up big time.
"Wakey, wakey." I heard my grandma.
"Whaat, whyy?" I asked, still half asleep.
"It's Monday, honey. I made a breakfast, you don't want to be late, do you?" She explained kindly and then went to the kitchen.
"Maybe I want." I mumbled and got up. I put on some red t-shirt and black jeans. Since it's almost December, it's getting colder and colder. (I don't know how temperature works in a America, but in my country it's getting colder sooo…)
"Alex!" My brother ran to me happily. He almost fell down.
"Oh, hello there. Slept well?" I asked and picked him up.
"Yes!"
"And why are you awake? I thought you like to sleep." I joked and sat down with him. He was now sitting on my nap.
"Yes, but I wanted to see youu." He smiled and I could see few of his teeth. Sometimes, I think that he's older than he is. Yeah, he'll be turning three in a few days, but I'd say that he'll be four!
"Aw, that's nice of you."
"Here you go, pancakes." My grandma said and gave me a plate with our breakfast. I drew a smiley with a maple sirup just to cheer my brother up. Even though he was already happy.
"Well, time to get ready." I said after we finished our breakfast.
I entered my room and changed into something more better-looking. I grabbed my backpack and was ready to go, I mean, not mentally, but my things were ready, so…
"See ya!" I yelled as I opened the door. I walked to school, so I could... think. I thought about Peter, but then, my mind jumped on thoughts about my mom and about Jonathan. Growing up without my father wasn't hard, it was better when he passed, but growing up without our mother? I can't imagine how bad it is for Jonathan.
"Alex?" Someone snapped me out of my very deep thoughts.
"What the- Ned? Hey, um." That was awkward, Alex, I thought.
"You finally back? Cool. How were you?" He asked as I came closer to him.
"I don't know, I was sad, than happy, then confused. Thinking most of the time and if not, I was trying to have a good time with our grandparents."
"Oh." He answered easily.
"And what about you and… Peter?" I asked back after few awkward moments.
"Yeah, we were, um, good. Yeah, good." He said doubtfully.
"... Where is he?" I asked, looking around.
"Probably somewhere with Mj. They got closer since, y'know, that night." He explained. Welp, that didn't help. I'm not saying that I feel something towards him or anything, but it kinda hurt me a bit.
"Oh." I said. When Ned started to go away (but of course said he had to) I stopped him. "Um, Ned? If you see Peter, please. Tell him that I need to talk with him."
"Um, yeah sure. See you around." He waved his hand and went away. I headed to my first period. Math. Okay, I did not miss learning. Okay, math is fine, but I'm always wondering…
"since when do we have letters in math? We don't have numbers in English!" I complained to a random girl sitting next to me. She looked at me confused, but she laughed. She had short blonde hair and blue eyes. She was kinda pretty.
"Yeah, I don't get it." She smiled at me and offered me a hand. "My name is Gwen."
"Alex." I accepted her hand. "Are you new? I didn't see you around."
"Yeah, I'm new. We… Moved. Yeah, we moved with my father from, um, California…?" She answered.
"Ookay," I said. And because the teacher was staring at us, we didn't continue talking.
"Can I sit with you at lunch?" She asked me after math ended.
“I'd like to!... Bude I need to talk with my friend. I told him something I wasn't supposed to.”
“... What's his name? Maybe I know him." She smiled again. How could she be still smiling?
“Peter.”
“You mean Peter Parker? He's really nice! We're friends, I think.” she explained happily. By that moment, I would punch her, but I had it under control, so I smiled and went away. Okay, maybe I ran away… and I did not smile.
“Nice going, Alex.” O mumbled to myself. I was looking down when I ran into someone. Great. “Oh, I'm so sorry I-”
“A-Alex?” the boy asked. Who else that Peter would say my name with such a sweet voice.
“Oh, hey.”I said awkwardly and smiled, somehow.
“I should probably go.” he said and was about to go away, but I stopped him.
“Peter, please. I need to talk with you.” I told him and his expression changed, but I didn't know if he was sad, happy, confused or anything else. “Look, I know you'll be probably avoiding me for the rest of your life and I know you weren't picking up my phone, not because you were on a patrol.” I signed, “but I am so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you somehow, I know that you probably think that I am a monster, but I needed to get it out of me, y'know? I would do anything, just–”
He cut me off by… hug? “I've missed you.” he whispered to my ear.
“I'm so sorry.”
“Me too.”
End.
Okayy, that was the lamest ending. Butt, I really needed to post something because y'all know that I wasn't posting anything… First, I broke my phone, then I just was too lazy, exhausted or had to learn.
Hopefully, I would be able to post next one shot in the next week, but I'm not promising anything!
Well,
~Sayonara!
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