Summary: Peter Parker is your average teenager. Or he was. Then he got bit by a radioactive spider and everything started changing - slowly. This is your average Spider-Man story with a twist. Peter Parker doesn't wake up the next day with the abilities of a spider, instead his mutation comes slowly. And even when he thinks he's done mutating, he's not. Bit by bit Peter becomes the Spider-Man that he truly is. Part man. And part spider.

Disclaimer: I do not own Spider-Man.

A/N I promise I won't do too many of these, but I figured I'd give you a heads up. I'm a huge Spider-Man fan and this is my first fanfic that I'm writing and hopefully it lives up to expectations. I will try my best to update once a week and not let this story die. As always, this story is dedicated to Stan Lee. Thank you for reading and let me know what you think!

My name is Peter Parker and I am your average high schooler. Except for one thing. I'm a nerd. I am one of the top students, if not the top student of one of the best STEM schools in the country: Midtown High. I am a freshman at Midtown and right now I should be waking up.

"Peter, you need to get up and start getting ready for school," Aunt May shouts up the stairs. "Don't make me sick your Uncle Ben on you!"

"Ugh," I groan, rolling over in my bed and pulling the covers tighter around me. "I don' wanna."

I hear the door creak open as a man with brown hair creeps into the room. "PETER!" Said man shouts while forcefully shaking me awake.

"Uncle Ben!" I yell as I jump out from under the safety of my blankets. "Was that necessary?"

"Not really. It was fun, though. Now that you're up, get dressed and come down to eat breakfast."

I grab my glasses from my bedside table and get up to dig through my dresser. I throw on a pair of blue jeans and a shirt that reads, 'you matter, unless you multiply yourself by the speed of light squared. . . then, you energy'. I go into the bathroom and finish taking care of my daily needs; after all, hygiene is important. I grab my backpack and walk down the stairs.

"Peter, if you don't hurry up you'll be late," Aunt May chastises. "Don't you remember your field trip today?"

"Oh yeah! I've been looking forward to this ever since I heard about it. We're going to OsCorp and they're going to let us see some of the science they do. Maybe they'll let us see their work on cross-species genetics. Ned and I have been talking about this all-"

"Peter if you don't stop talking you won't be able to eat your breakfast and you'll be late," Uncle Ben cut him off. I wolf down the plate of French toast and eggs and rushe out the door.

"Peter!" Aunt May yells out in exasperation. I run back through the door and Aunt May hands me a slip of paper, "You might want this." It's the signed sheet that I need to hand to my teacher in order to go on the tour.

"Thanks, Aunt May!" I run to school and areive right as my class is boarding the bus.

"Dude! I thought you weren't going to make it," someone shouts out from the crowd of students. I zero in on my best friend, Ned Leeds and stride through the crowd to get to him and we do our secret handshake.

"I almost didn't. I had to run the entire way here, man."

"You have the paper, right?"

"Right here. I almost left without it, but Aunt May called me back. Thank gosh."

The line of students eventually thinned down and Ned and I make it to the entrance of the bus. We hand our slips to Mr. Harrington, the teacher of the class that's going to tour OsCorp. A few more students climb onto the bus and off they go.