I push my glasses up onto my nose, and brush my bangs out of my eyes. The noise that had piqued my interest is a boy. A boy with wide brown eyes stares into my grey ones. He smiles awkwardly at me composing himself, "sor-sorry," he pauses while picking at his nails. Almost as if he's debating with himself, "hi um im um Peter parker, would you like to um like to come eat lunch with me?" A story where a girl named natalia vascova is a quiet girl that no one ever notices. She has taken quite the liking to a certain dorky boy, peter parker. One problem with that is he doesn't even look her way. he's so busy he doesn't look around, and when he does he's watching liz. In this story the girl might just not get the boy she wants. The girl just might also be the most dangerous thing in Queens