It was another boring day at Midtown High. Peter Parker was still serving his seemingly endless detention time. Ned would often come to visit him after school let out, and Michelle as she stated before, would stay to sketch people in crisis. Suddenly, Peter's suit started vibrating underneath his clothes. That was a signal that something was up.
"Hey Ned, can you come with me for a bit?" Peter said scratching his nose, signaling Ned.
"Oh, sure." Ned said.
"You guys gonna practice kissing or something?" Michelle asked teasingly.
"What? No." Peter said running off in a huff. Ned looked at Michelle.
"Why don't you try being nice to him for once?" He said running off.
Michelle let out a light sigh, as she turned to the last blank page in her sketch book.
"I wish I could Ned, I really do." She said.
Seeing as she was alone, she started to sketch. Soon she started humming a song in her head, and soon humming lead to full out singing.
(I know this seems cheesy, even for me, but I think this song fits with the situation.)
"If there's a prize for rotten judgement,
I guess I've already won that
No man is worth the aggravation
That's ancient history, been there, done that
Who d'you think you're kidding
He's the earth and heaven to you
Try to keep it hidden,
Honey we can see right through you
Girl you can't conceal it
We know how you're feeling
Who you thinking of
No chance no way I won't say it, no no
You swoon you sigh why deny it oh oh
It's too cliche I won't say I'm in love
I thought my heart had learned its lesson
It feels so good when you start out
My head is screaming "Get a grip girl
Unless you're dying to cry your heart out
Girl you can't deny it
Who you are is how you're feeling
Baby we're not buying
Hon we saw you hit the ceiling
Face it like a grown-up
When you gonna own up that you got got got it bad
No chance no way I won't say it, no no
Give up, give in, check the grin you're in love
This scene won't play I won't say I'm in love
We'll do it until you admit you're in love
You're way off base I won't say it
Get off my case I won't say it
Girl don't be proud it's okay you're in love
At least out loud I won't say I'm in love."
She finished her sketch. She was happy with how it turned out. Soon, some girls came to the door.
"Hey Michelle, come on. Spider-Man's fighting some guy outside." One girl said.
She got up and sighed, not realizing she left her book on the desk.
"Who cares about Spider-Man?" She asked herself.
Suddenly, Spider-Man came crashing through the window, slightly frightening her.
"Ow, what a jerk." He said.
He stood up and saw Michelle.
"Hi." She said.
"Hey there." He said.
He accidentally tripped over some debris, and his hand landed on her book. His attention was immediately diverted to the book. He saw something the young girl sketched, and was incredibly taken back. It was a young boy, smiling and surrounded by hearts and cupid's arrows. What took him back a little was that the boy in the sketch... was Peter Parker.
"That's just a drawing of someone." She said nervously.
"Someone you have a crush on?" Spider-Man asked.
"Yeah... kinda." She said.
He was curious about how to approach this.
"You know, I know this guy, Parker I think his name is. I can deliver this to him if you want." He said.
"Well... I guess, but don't tell him I drew it." Michelle said.
"Cross my heart." Spider-Man said.
She tore the page out of the book and gave it to him.
"I gotta go. Bye." She said.
"C'ya." He said.
As soon as she was gone, he climbed to the top of the building, took off his mask and stared at the picture in disbelief.
"Michelle has a crush on me?" Peter asked himself.
To be continued...