The New Kid

Hey! N4m4w45 here! I'm coming at you with season 3, or the way I would like to have seen it.

I'm not a new writer, I've been writing season 6 of Teen Titans for four episodes now, but this is my first thing for Spider-Man, aside the pilot I did a few weeks ago.

So, tell me how I do in this very different style of writing.

I don't know how well my complaining, or wisecracks for Peter/Spidey will be.

So, yeah. Please Review!

[note: I own the first season, and have seen the second season, but I haven't seen 2 in a while, so if I have some facts wrong, please let me know! Sorry for any continuity errors!]

Previously, on Spectacular Spider-Man:

Peter Parker, science nerd turned super-hero, was bitten by a spider, was a jerk, and refused to stop a robber.

Because of this, his beloved Uncle Ben was killed by the same robber.

Peter now fights crime as Spider-Man, defender of New York City.

As Spider-Man, Peter has defeated Crime bosses Tombstone, and Silvermane, destroyed the sinister six, led by Doctor Octopus, and defeated and killed the Green Goblin.

Peter's best friend, Harry Osborn, and the love of his life, Gwen Stacy, are seeing each other.

More or less against Gwen's own will…

"Peter! Wake up!" Aunt May called from down the stairs. She held a laundry basket.

"Already up, Aunt May!" Peter signed off his computer, grabbed his backpack, and went downstairs.

'So this is it,' Peter thought to himself, 'A brand new school year, about to begin. I know I said it last year, but this is so totally going to be a fresh start.'

"How long have you been up?" Aunt May, stunned at her ready nephew. She had not seen this in him for a while.

"I was up at five till six. Been on the internet after I got ready," Peter went up to his Aunt and hugged her.

"Did you have anything to eat?" Aunt May hugged him back.

"Uh…no. I'm working on it though!" He grabbed an apple, a granola bar, and a banana. "Love you, Aunt May! Bye!"

"So early? Sigh. I suppose you should on your first day of school. I love you too! Be home by ten!" She really meant it this time…

Peter walked down the block. He looked around. And walked a little bit further.

'Okay, so I don't have the cleanest slate to work on. Gwen's seeing Harry, and Harry hates Spider-Man, but practically loves me…But its okay! I don't need to get a girl-friend this year! It'd just be nice to get a bit more cash…and not get picked on by Flash…'

At this point, Peter had gotten into town, and slipped into an alley. He zoomed out of the alley five minutes later, as your friendly neighbor-hood Spider-Man!

'I mean, seriously. A guy as cool as me? You'd think he wouldn't get picked on that much. But they're always hating on the good guy…'

…

Cue the Spectacular Spider-Man theme song!

…

Peter sneaked around the school campus. He had just come off of the roof, and he was making sure no one saw him. He sighed with relief, and headed inside when-

"Hey Pete!" Harry walked up to him. He had his arm around Gwen.

"Hi….Harr," Peter pretended not to react to Gwen and Harry.

"Hey, how was Summer? I know I couldn't see you that much 'cause of learning how to run Oscorp, but…yeah. How was your Summer?"

"Um…busy," Peter thought about his crime-fighting. "But also kind of boring.." Peter was annoyed. Every time he called Gwen to see if he could hang out, she was at Harry's… "How 'bout you, Gwen? How was your adventures in summer?"

"Besides visiting….friends…." She glanced guiltily at Harry, "Pretty busy. Been learning how to drive, and I've been busy working for…Professor Warren…" She didn't like him. After all, he put the Connors out of business.

"Oh, driving…" Peter and Harry both groaned.

"Geez! What is it with nerds not wanting to drive?"

"I have someone to drive me around!"

"I have a much cooler way of getting around the city,"

"What? Taking the subway?"

"Uh…maybe?" They all laughed, even though Pete knew he was lying…

RIIIIING!

"Uh, well, I better get to class," Gwen fumbled. She looked at Peter, and smiled.

"Okay, seeya Babe," Harry kissed her cheek. "Come on, Peter. You got Physics with me."

…

"Class will now begin…I hope you're already for the new year!" Peter's first teacher of the day had begun his hour-long lesson. But just before he could actually start…

"Will Peter Parker come up to the Principal's office?" The speakers screamed.

Sally, in class with Peter, yelled out, "Ooo! Parker! Barely even started the first day, and you're already a loser!"

'Well…at least Flash isn't in this class…he's stuck with Gwen… I wonder what's wrong?'

Peter walked into the Principal's office a few minutes later.

"Uh, what's wrong, sir? What'd I do?" Peter was really confused. Wait, Oh no! Had he seen him change on the roof?

"Calm down, Peter. You're not in any trouble. I want you to meet David Chilly. He moved in to town last Summer, as you may know. He says he's living in Queens. I thought you'd show him around.

"Hi! Its nice to finally meet you! Your aunt has been really nice to me and my mom since we moved up here last month!" Peter looked at the boy. He was about a year younger than Peter. He had darkish brown hair, braces, brown eyes, casual clothes, and was about 5-foot-5. He wasn't fat, but he wasn't skinny either. Like Peter, he had a noticeable birth mark, but it wasn't on his cheek, it was on the right side of his neck.

'Man, this guy looks like my brother or something!' Peter thought to himself as he shook the kids' hand. 'Oh, yeah! These are the new neighbors that Aunt May keeps talking about! I haven't actually gotten to meet them yet, well…because of…'

"Nice to meet you too, David! I'd be happy to show you around, and where you're supposed to be!"

"I thought you might, Peter. Besides, a new friend in this big school wouldn't hurt. Now, hurry up, and get to class!" The principal, around 60, with a gray mustache smiled at them, and told them to "get."

Outside of the office, Peter and David began to walk.

"So where you from, Dave?" Peter stopped to get a drink from the fountain.

"Missouri. My mom used to teach at a high school there, but we got a job offer to come here. And with things…happening…to us recently, we decided it'd be best to make a new life here, in the city."

Peter was listening, then, David decided to get a drink. They started to walk to David's class room.

"My mom will start work, here. Actually, in a few days. But I'm starting school here today, and now I'm a sophomore, yay!" David said, sarcastically.

"Well, I'll see you later! Have fun at 'M Cubed.'" Peter walked away. He liked him. Maybe he'd walk home with him after school….Peter looked at his watch. He jumped.

'Woah! It's late! I wish my spider sense would warn me of that!' Peter ran back to class.

….

"But Mr. Jameson-!"

"I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANY "BUTS" ABOUT IT! Peter's boss quieted down. "Listen Parker, in the end, you're just a kid. You're just a kid, and that son of a gun, Spider-Man hasn't done anything exciting at all since he killed the Goblin. So, you're just a kid, Spider-Man's not exciting, AND I'VE GOT A BUSINESS TO RUN! NOW GET OUT OF HERE!" J. Jonah Jameson was at it again. Loudly shooing Peter out of the building, Peter accidentally bumped into someone-a man in his thirties.

"BEN URICH! SO GLAD YOU FINALLY GOT HERE! Here, let me show you around…MISS BRANDT! WHERE'S MY COFFEE? AND GET SOME FOR MR. URICH, HERE, WHY DON'T YOU? HURRY UP, PEOPLE, HURRY! I'M NOT RUNNING A PLAYGROUND HERE!" Ben Urich nervously tagged behind. Peter quickly left the building.

'I wonder if he's ever gotten any heart problems?' Peter wondered, silently.

'Man. So Jameson won't give me extra cash. So what? I'll just…stop buying comics for a while, I don't know! Sigh…Ah well, I'll think of something…' Peter was busy thinking to himself, walking down a street in the big apple. But luckily, he noticed something. Trouble.

He looked up, and saw two men were working on a advertisement board. But to his horror, the belts holding it down were cut down by a man above them!

Peter heard police cars, and saw the man run away. He must be a criminal!

'Looks like its time for a little Spidey!' Peter opened his back pack and started to run into an alley, but he carelessly ran into someone!

"I'msorryI'msorryI'msorryI'msorry!" Peter picked up his backpack which fell on the sidewalk, and ran into the alley.

David called after him. "It's okay, Peter! Hey!" David kneeled down and picked up something. "You dropped your…Spider…Man…mask…" David looked at it, in the most shock he's been in for a while, and put the pieces together!

David, realizing what was happening around him, ran into the alley, and called quietly, "Spidey! It's over here!"

Peter in the mean time, was already dressed, searching frantically for his mask. Just before he was going to use a paper bag for a mask, he heard David.

'Oh, no! David must have figured it out, by now!' Still, Peter webbed the mask, reeled it in, then put it on.

All this happened in about two minutes, and Spider-Man was just able to swoop in, and save two young women before the sign came crashing down. Then, he crawled up the wall, and helped the two workers above.

David watched, amazed at was his neighbor, his neighbor! Could do. Then he saw the criminal who caused the trouble getting away. David looked frantically around the alley to see what he could use.

As the criminal ran in front of the alley David was standing in, WHAM! David hit him in the head with a crowbar!

A few police cars stopped to help at the catastrophe that was the falling of the sign, but a few came up to David, and the K.O.'d baddie. Spider-Man swooped in too.

While Spidey stood at a distance, the police men questioned David.

"Do you know this man?"

"No."

"Then why did you strike him?"

"I saw him make the sign fall!"

"Do you know what he's done?"

"Uuh…"

"Not only did he cause the "accident" here, he just stole some very high-tech equipment from Stark Enterprises. You did good to take him down."

"Uh…thanks." Although David was nervous, he was very excited. He saved the day! Well, sort of, anyway…

"Hey, can I take some pictures? I can't wait to show my mom!" The police men looked at each other. One sighed, then the other nodded.

"Go ahead…" David took out a blue piece of technology with two cameras on it.

"It's a 3DS…" He explained as he took pictures, seeing the police men's confusion.

After the police men left, Spider-Man approached him.

"You and me are going to talk…" David couldn't tell if Spider-Man was glaring at him or not.

Spder-Man picked him up, then swooped away.

"Woo-hoo!" David cried, as he flew across the streets.

Down below, the two young women Spider-Man saved stood and watched them swing away.

"So you really know who he is?" One of the young women, a teenager about 15, looked at the other, who was in her twenties.

"Yes. I do."

….

"Okay, dude. How much do you know?" Spider-Man plopped David onto the top of a building, and pointed a finger at the only one he knew of that knew his secret.

David grew tense. He was such a fan of Spider-Man…but he didn't want to upset Peter. "Is something wrong?"

"I'm asking the questions, okay? Do you know my name?" Spider-Man quieted down a bit for this question, but the threat was still there.

"Yeah. I do…Peter." Spider-Man sighed. He turned around and took a few steps.

"Great! You know what? That's great! D'you know what else'd be great? If I turned in my perfect secret identity record today, that'd be awesome!"

"I won't tell anybody!" David was starting to get a little mad.

"Well you better not!" Spidey was even madder. The two glared at each other. Then Spidey sighed.

"Okay. Thanks. Without you today, that thief would have gotten away. Thank you for giving me my mask to. I don't know what I would have done without it. But that's it. When you see me in school, you won't mention it again. Got it?"

"Got it," David did. Why would he mention it in school in front of everybody? But…

"Can I get your cell number instead?" David was really excited about this. "Maybe I could give you advice or something?"

"Dude! Advice from you? Who do you think you are?"

"The only one who you can lean on now. I know, so you might as well make use of it!"

"All I'm making use of are my webs to take you home."

After that, David stood silent. He didn't have anything else to say. So he let Spider-Man take him home. After the one and only Spider-Man left, David sat in his room, freaking out about the awesome day he had.

….

I know that sounds like the end to a pilot, but trust me, it goes on from here.

I'll have the last part up in a few days!

So what did you think?

Good writing? Bad idea bringing in a "new kid?" Not enough Gwen and Harry? Too much Jameson?

(But really, who can have too much Jameson?)

Give a review! It won't take you five minutes, yet it'll make my day knowing someone took the time.

See ya guys in a couple of days!