Hello people:) so i didnt really think anyone was reading this.. but apparently some people are so heres the next chapter:) sorry if its kinda bad. im super tired and my eyes are tired from looking at one direction pictures all day. fangirl life..
so without further ordue, heres chapter 5 :)
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The next day, Peter wasn't at school. Maybe he got sick from the icecream we ate? The day went by slowly.. very slowly. Without Peter I felt like a lonely potato. Michelle and I talked a few times in the hall, and Brendan and I took pictures of our feet in photograghy. Yep. Things without Peter were definitly boring.
When I got home I decided to give Peter a call. No answer. Maybe he was sleeping? After finishing my homework, I decided to just go to his house. What if something was wrong?
I ran up the steps, anxious to see Peter. After rinigng the door-bell at least 7 times, Aunt May answered.
"Rebecca dear, come in!" She frowned, it looked like if she had been crying.
"Mrs. Parker? Are you alright?" More importantly. where was Peter?
"Rebecca, have you seen Peter? He was here last night, but in the morning gone!" I began to get scared.
"No, I haven't seen him.. where would he go in the middle of the night?"
Aunt May sighed. "I don't know. After that deadly lizard attack Peter pretty much brought home a carton of eggs everyday.. and theres nothing else we would need."
"Have you called the police?" I bit my lip hoping he was ok.
"No.. I haven't. Peter.. goes out alot at night. Maybe he just fell asleep whereever he goes off too. Oh I don't know dear I'm really stressed out."
She placed her head on the table and began to cry.
"Mrs Parker, I can go out and look for him if you want.. I really want to find him too." I pulled her into a hug.
Her tears soon faded and she placed her hand on my shoulder.
"Thank you dear... but be careful!"
Aunt May gave me her phone number to call in case I found Peter.
After listening to her say "thank you dear" about 50 times, I ran out of the house into the busy city of New York.
It was starting to get dark, and I knew I should get home.. but I just cant help but worry about Peter.
Finally, I decided to head back. When I was about to dial Aunt May to tell her no luck, I saw him.
Peter, what have you done?
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