Eyes On Me [PETER PARKER]✔︎

7

Being a superhero, in my opinion, is one of the coolest things to happen to you. Especially with how I got it. Yeah, getting blasted by a radioactive bolt of lightning dust due to the inconvenience that one of the machines a laboratory failed to make work, therefore giving a normal 16 year old girl superpowers is kinda cliche. But hey, it made me famous. Well, my superhero counterpart.

But that's besides the point.

I'm still trying to figure out who is behind the mask of Spider-Man. It's been almost 5 months since I became The Phantom, and about 2 months since Spider-Man actually became my side-kick, although we both fight over who is who sometimes. And there are already people buying and selling shirts with my masked face on it. 

I see Spider-Man's too, which is cool. We both get the recognition we want. 

I heard the whirring of a football heading my way, someone yelling "Watch out" as it came close to my head. I didn't even look as I snatched it mere inches from my face, silence going through the hallway of Midtown High as I chucked it back, the football player catching it with a grunt.

"Nice catch, Felicity!" Sarah said as Valarie high-fived me. "When did you learn to throw like that?"

"I-I've always been able to throw like that." I said quickly, shutting my locker door. "Anyways, I don't have time to hang out today. Peter-"

"You and Peter are dating, aren't you?" Valarie piped up, her eyes widening as she slapped a hand over her mouth, leaning towards Sarah. "Did I say that out loud?" She whispered, Sarah nodding quickly.

"We aren't dating, Valarie! I told you guys so many times," Valarie and Sarah started doing that one gesture where they try and tell me to shut up, but I hadn't listened, now getting angry that they started to think falsely of me and Peter. 

"I'm just there to support him for what's happened to him, okay? His Uncle died in front of us and he needs someone to be there for him. And to top that off, we still have yet to finish our god damn project, and it's pissing me off sometimes but you know I could care less! This school is filled with nothing but idiots and teachers who don't even care! And me and Peter have already declared we won't ever be friends, even if I want to because our friendship died a long time-" 

"FOR FUCK'S SAKE FELICITY TURN AROUND." Valarie yelled, slamming her books to the ground. I huffed, spinning on my heel, feeling my heart sink to the Earth's core to see Peter. His eyes were glistening with tears threatening to fall as his fists clenched and unclenched. He turned around, sprinting out of the school.

"Peter wait!"  I said, picking up my bag and running out after him. But I was too late. Peter had disappeared, nowhere to be seen.

I felt my heart burst as tears welled up, feeling like an idiot as I grabbed my hair, wanting to rip it out as I sat on the stairs, holding back tears.

"God you're such an IDIOT Felicity." I told myself, throwing a stick. "I wish I could go back in time and just not say anything..." As if on cue, I watched as everything started to play in reverse, watching as Peter appeared, running backwards as the doors behind me swung open, sucking him back in.

I jumped up, returning to my locker to see what happened. I realized what was happening, a wave of relief washing over me.

"Did I just say that out loud?" Valarie said to Sarah again, who was nodding aggressively. I sighed, running a hand through my hair.

"TO be honest with you Valarie." I started, looking at her. "I don't know what me and Peter are. Friends or lab partners, or just two kids who are there for each other. But right now, I don't want to talk about it. I'd rather me and Peter try to figure it out before we tell you anything." I picked up my bag as Valarie and Sarah rushed off, turning to see Peter, who had a small smile on his face. Good job, Felicity.