Julia Stark has spent years at Midtown without crossing paths with significantly-less-cool Peter Parker. And she never would have, if he hadn't started "interning" with her father, in her house. Now he's everywhere, and so sweet, and absolutely off limits-which, of course, means Julia has decided to mastermind her way into dating him immediately. He needs to get school bullies Ethan and Flash off his back, she enjoys spiting her father (and spending time with Peter, though she's less prone to admit it). Everything will fall into place perfectly. It always does, in Julia's world. The same cannot, however, be said for Peter's, who is completely smitten, whose identity is completely secret, and whose luck never seems to turn his way.

"where do we go from here? what are we?" "For once, I have no clue."

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*