[A/N]: I've wanted to make a HarryxOC fic for a while now! But I thought it might not go over well. I myself prefer him with Peter(mostly ^^;) or Gwen, but I wanted to test myself. It's a test of if I can stand the fact that I'm writing an OC with someone besides another OC. It's also a challenge of ooc. In layman's terms, making sure Harry's in character, and that I can keep this OC as a stable character. I don't want her main trait to just be her love of course. This will be my first first person story, and man does it feel weird writing it, but hey, it's another test. Also, the idea of this character came from browsing allthebadsonicstuff on tumblr, and this direct quote, "Fanta~ I think shadow would kill sonic for dating his sister you know, if he actually had one and this wasn't just a bad fc". So, make of that what you will.
(I do not own Spider-Man, Harry, or any characters besides Kim, they are all copyright Marvel)
TL;DR: Wish me luck on this test!
May 28th, 20XX
Dear Diary,
Before I met my brother, I was raised by these really freakin' stern people. I mean like "hang up your coat or you're grounded for a month!" stern. You could call it abuse, but I dealt with it. They might've been the worst part of my life, but compared to most kids my life was like rainbow kitty sunshine. At one point I thought they were doing it for me, and now I think that's a fact, but shortly after thinking that, I thought, "but they're not even my real parents."
They wanted me to be like my real father, a scientist. I didn't like science, but they tried to make me like it when I was too young to say no.
They continued to force science on me until I turned seventeen. I got fed up with it and ran away. We lived all the way in England, away from my actual family, so I had to take a plane to get where to New York, the place where my parents had lived. I had a small part-time job as a substitute teacher. Luckily for me the teacher was out sick most of the time, so I got paid nicely. I had enough for a one-way plane ride, and that was good enough for me.
I've always known about my real mother and father, but I was genuinely surprised to find out that I had a sibling. We were twins in fact! Just think, you're walking down the streets of Queens, looking at all the sights, then... A stranger walks by and you're all like, "That guy looks a lot like me. Heh." Then you walk closer to him to talk to him because he's just sooooo interesting, and you find out his last name is the same as yours! Well, to be fair, I told him my adoptive last name before he told me his.
So, how should one react to your brother being Spiderman? Well, before we get into that, how do you find out such a thing? After we confirmed that we were in fact twins, which explains why I never got to see my birth certificate now that I think about it, I got to live in my aunt's house with my brother. He left a lot, and after school he didn't come home for hours. It was half a year after the Lizard attack. I've always been the worrisome type and- Nope. Couldn't keep a straight face.
I was getting suspiscous of Peter, even though he was my brother, I could tell he was hiding something. It made me feel bad not knowing, and everyday he'd come home with bruises and seeing them made me feel like I had them too. It was strange, and I couldn't explain it. I still am not a scientist, though I have picked up a few things about the body, which is the only science-y thing I actually cared- cared? Is that the right word? Eh, it doesn't matter.
It was usually around the night hours when Peter got back from what he called "hanging out with friends", but I for one know he has no friends whatsoever. Well, I guess there's that one girl, but she's, ehm, not really, um, I... I just don't like her, okay? Sheesh. Anyways, I turned my back and laid under the cover of my top bunk, hoping I could at least get a good glimpse of Peter in his suit, then, I could catch him, RED HANDED. I'm not sorry.
Oh wait! Did I even tell you how I got the bunk bed? It's a funny story really. There weren't any guest rooms, and I didn't want to sleep on the couch, so I suggested getting a bunk bed! I thought it was a great idea. I wanted to be as close to my bro as possible! Aunt May agreed, but Peter was like, "Nononononononononono" and just kept saying it until he got up the stairs to his room. We got it anyway. Two is more than one you know. Peter was piiiisssed! I know why now of course, but back then, it caused a few arguments. Looking back, it seemed really cheesy how we both apologized at he same time.
I heard him come in through the window of all places. Yeah, most nights I was asleep when he came in, but that's just because I was raised to go to bed at like nine pm. I actually tried to convince Peter to go to bed at the same time at some point. Heh, seventeen year old me was pretty awkward, but anyways... I turned over to look down at Peter. He must've known I was getting ready to do this 'cuz when I hung upside down off of my bed to peek at the lower bunk, he was under the cover, and all that was uncovered was his head. I found it funny that he was trying to hide from me, his own sister.
The only problem was, that I could see part of his suit. I just burst out laughing. So much so, I fell off of the bed. That hurt a lot. I sprained and slightly cracked my wrist by falling on it, so I immediately screamed after the laughing.
Peter jumped out of the covers to make sure that I was okay. I was touched that he cared enough about my well-being to endanger his secret. I guess he knew I would never tell anybody. I really really wanted to though. I had to go to the hospital for my wrist, but it was worth it for knowing my brother was Spider-Man.
So, it's been two years since I met my twin brother for the first time, and now we're graduating! I never thought this moment would come, and as excited as I was for us, that wasn't as big as this... other thing... Someone was coming home...
Someone...
Rich... (and famous)
AND SO FREAKING CUTE, OMIGOD! Have you guessed who it is yet? Harry freaking Osborn! Yeah that guy from those magazines! He's just so charming, in appearance and personality... Ehm, sorry(why am I apologizing to myself, ehhh, I'm as weird as my brother), but he's just so cute, and by cute, I mean hot. Like really really hot. I want to meet him so badly! And Teen Cheat has announced a contest to be his girlfriend for a day! I'm so entering, and I know I'm going to win, because I have my brother on my side. I know a lot of girls probably will do the same thing, but I don't care! I'm just gonna say it was my idea. I'm going to make Peter let me use his computer and email to enter twice! And it's going to work. I know it will! Just watch! Or read. Heh.
I can't wait! Why am I using so many exclamation points?! Hah, I love breaking the fourth wall.
~Sincerely, Kim
[A/N]: Sorry if this is all a bit to take in. And I'm super sorry about that lame name of "Teen Cheat" It was all I could think of. I'll be making every odd numbered chapter a diary entry of the previous day, week, month, year, just whenever the chapter before takes place, so feel free to skip those. So, what do you think? This is a diary entry, she knows what's happened, so it's not going to be as detailed, or even as long, as even numbered chapters. I will explain a few things later though... Maybe. I can't wait to introduce the sass master himself, and surprisingly I'm excited to write how someone with a sassy personality reacts to someone with a more bubbly personality.
