Chapter 2

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He jumped at the sound of his alarm going off. He regrets staying out to late last night. Especially considering today was Monday. After the the old man found him on the roof at sunset, he had started telling him about what he does from the perspective of the city. And he gave him a small wolf charm.

"Wolf's are dangerous creatures, but they protect their own. Loyal like no other animal. Harmless until you show them your dangerous. Keep this with you, to remember that that's how we see you. As someone we can turn to. As someone we trust. Your near the top of the food chain, but not quite the highest tier." He had told him when he handed it to him.

It gave Peter a rush of motivation that lasted until 2. Then he had had to complete an essay for English that had taken another hour.

He sighed as he got out of bed, bracing himself for the rush of cool air as he pushes the blankets off of him. He went around the house in his usual order. Bathroom, get dressed, grab breakfast, stuff his homework into his backpack then he finally stumbled out the door.

He made it to the subway station a few minutes later. And while waiting for his train, he checked The Web. The Web was a little blog dedicated to anything Spiderman, it had popped up after his first month. The blog was generally pretty accurate and pretty quick. The latest post was about the bus crash that he stopped a few days ago. But most importantly he checked he section labeled 'The Man Behind the Mask'. Whoever was running it has seemingly made it their lifes mission to figure out who he was. So far though they had simply narrowed down the fact that he was from Queens.

He borded his train and went on to school.

"Dude, movie night Friday" exlaimed a voice behind him.

It was Ned. Movie nights were always exciting, you could never tell what would happen.

"Do I look like an idiot, of course." Peter said thinking about the snacks.

"What movie(s)" Ned asked

"The Hunger Games" Peter answered without missing a beat.

"No way dude, LotR." Ned cried.

"How about this, whoever makes more references towards the movies gets to pick"

Peter said invoking they're favorite game. It also didn't help that he normally ended up winning it that he used it pretty often.

"You guys are such nerds" came a new voice from behind them.

It was MJ.

"You know you love us" said Peter.

It was true, at the beginning of the year, he and Ned had claimed a table at the edge of the caf. A few days later MJ had simply plopped down a few seats away and stayed. A few weeks later she had started yelling replies to whatever conversation they were having. After that it didn't take long for them to start talking more often, and eventually movie nights became a 3 person event.

Peter was especially happy because she wasn't afraid of Flash and often had a perfect clapback for him after he bullied Peter.

She rolled her eyes, a ghost of a smile playing on her lips.

Then the bell rung so they headed to class. At least that was the plan.

He felt a slight tingle at the base of his neck. But he knew he couldn't move or he could be found out, so he let it happen.

He was suddenly shoved against the locker, at such a force that it would've probably bruised the average person, fortunately he wasn't the average person.

"I see the punching bag has found a little caravan to hide behind. You really thought you could walk right past me without any consequences." Taunted Flash.

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