Chapter one
Peter's P.O.V.
Peter was studying for a test. But after the day he had, he was tempted to fall onto his bed close his eyes and wait for sweet, sweet sleep to come. He had fought ten villains; a lot more than usual.
Now he has three tests to study for. These days, he wasn't sure if he'd rather be in school or fight bad guys. Sometimes- no, all the time- he wished that high school wasn't so hard. But then again, with great power comes great responsibility. Ugh.
By the time he was done, it was almost midnight. And of course he overslept, so he was late for school.
Luckily, Peter was able to barely make it before class started by taking the short cut, also know as web-slinging.
"Peter! You're late for school! Again!" Sam
"Yeah I over slept again." Peter mumbled, yawning.
"Really, again? It's like it's a habit of yours now. Keep it up, and you might get worse grades than Sam. Well, no...I don't think that's possible..." Ava put a finger to her chin, contemplating the thought.
Sam stuck his tongue out at her.
"Come on, it's not like I want to be late," Peter argued.
Ava rolled her eyes. "I'd better get to class. Good luck on the history test." She walked away.
"Wait, what?" Peter yelled after her. But then the bell rang, so Peter went to class to take his tests.
LUNCH
"So...do you think you did well?" Mary Jane asked an exhausted Peter at the "Peter Parker" table.
"I don't know," Peter confessed.
Mary Jane raised her eyebrows. "Um, you're the smartest kid in the class,"
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean I know everything..." Peter let his head fall on the table.
"I guess you're right," Mary Jane said, shrugging.
Ring Ring. The bell.
"Well, I guess lunch is over. Hey, did you hear that a new girl is coming?" Mary Jane said abruptly before she left the table, leaving Peter to wonder.
A new girl is coming? Peter thought. Hurrying, Peter went to class and took his last test for the day.
HOME
After that since school was over Peter went back home. Unusually, no villains today. That was strange, but Peter was so tired he didn't consider the thought.
So he did homework, then (naturally) played video games with Sam, Danny, and Luke. Danny chose some kind of teamwork video game that would supposedly teach them "A chain is only as strong as its weakest link." Whatever that meant.
Since Peter had a busy day, he decided to go straight to bed. A good choice in his opinion.
The next day, before he went to school, his Aunt May motioned for him to sit down, when the others were still asleep.
"Yeah, Aunt May?"
"Peter, I think you've heard that someone new is transferring to your school. Have you?" she asked him.
"Yes...why?"
"That girl is actually your cousin."
Peter's eyes widened in shock. "What? But-"
"You've never heard of your Aunt Elizabeth or Uncle Andy?"
Peter thought hard. He was pretty sure he had heard his dad mention a brother, but he had always assumed he had meant Uncle Ben. "No, I don't think so..."
Aunt May nodded. "Well, that makes sense. Your father and Andy had a falling out a while ago...but maybe you can still be friends with Reagan." She frowned. "Or is it Grace? My old mind just can't remember...anyways, you should probably get ready."
His head still spinning with theories and thoughts, Peter went upstairs to get ready for school.
SCHOOL
As usual, he went to class. At lunch he asked M.J. about the new girl to see what she knew.
"Well, I don't know that much about he,r but I did hear that she's coming tomorrow," Mary Jane responded.
"Wait...there's a new girl coming tomorrow?" Sam butted in.
"Didn't you hear the rumors?" Peter said, a bit annoyed.
"Yeah, but I didn't think they were true,"
"I actually learned...wait, never mind...forget I said anything..." Peter knew that if Sam found out Reagan was his cousin, he- and she- would never hear the end of it.
"Well, they are," Ava snorted. "You didn't know that?"
"What is told in the ear of a person is often heard a hundred miles away." Danny said calmly. Fortune Cookie...
"Okay, okay, I don't need everyone to tell me," Sam, his hands raised defensively.
Sam's P.O.V.
Throughout the rest of lunch, Sam couldn't help but wonder what the new girl was like.
Lunch is almost over. I'd better get to class, unless I want to get detention...a real one, Sam thought.
THE NEXT DAY
"So...isn't a new student supposed to come?" Sam said, looking around the cafeteria.
"Yeah," Ava replied. Just then, Sam noticed a girl standing alone, unsure of where to sit. She reminded Sam of him on his first day of high school back home in Carefree.
"Well, it looks like she's here," Peter concluded. "Since she's- uh, since she's new, we should probably be nice and all...so let's ask her to sit with us." He started waving to the new girl.
"Well, I guess you're right..." Sam said hesitantly. He didn't want to admit it, but her face looked shockingly like Carrie's...
"Uh, hi...Peter, is it?" the girl said quietly. "Aunt May told me about you," she added.
Sam knit his eyebrows. "Web- um, Peter, what's going on...?"
"Oh...yeah...I may or may not have forgotten to tell you that the new girl is my cousin..." Peter said, scratching the back of his neck.
"May or may not have? You can tell us these things, Peter!" Ava interrupted.
"Uh...I..." Peter seemed to be at a loss for words.
Meanwhile, the girl was slowly backing away. Leaving Ava to yell at Peter, Sam got up and went after her.
"So...hi..." Sam ran a hand through his hair, unsure of what to say.
"Um, hi...hey, do you know where Ms. Strong's class is?"
"Yeah. I have her, actually...she's in room 27. Down the hall on your left."
"Oh...uh..." But before the girl could elaborate, the bell rang.
She smiled slightly. "Gotta go!" And then she ran off, leaving Sam wondering what the heck he said.
"Bye?" Sam said back.
"So what did she ask you?" Ava said, coming up to him.
"She just asked me where her class was," Sam replied.
"Oh, really? I'm surprised she didn't run away from you." Ava smirked.
"Well...technically she did..." he mumbled.
"Hey, I should get to class," Ava said.
"I should to," Sam said. So he
"I should to," Sam said. So he went to class. Sam got his test back and (miraculously) got a B- on it.
Wait isn't that the new girl? Oh yeah, I forgot she's in the same classes as me. Now that he could see her better, Sam found himself staring at her. She had shoulder-length, curly, strawberry blond hair, green eyes, and glasses. Then she sat next to him.
"Hey...uh, I think we've meet before... And I forgot to introduce myself... I'm Reagan," she finished.
"I'm Sam. Alexander," Sam said, stuttering a bit.
"Sam, or Alexander?" Reagan a slight smirk coming across her face.
"Sam Alexander. Uh, I mean Sam. That's my first name. My last name is Alexander." Sam silently cursed himself for being so...stuttery. "Hey, uh, so...what brings you here?"
"Well, my parents are going away for a few months, so they sent me to stay with my aunt and cousin here. My sister's coming in a few days. She had some things she needed to take care of back home."
"Oh...so you'll be staying with May? May Parker? And Peter?"
"Yep," she confirmed.
"Well, I...uh...I actually stay there too. It's...complicated. We're friends of the family."
"We?"
"Yeah, some other people stay there too. Actually, I don't know how you're gonna fit..."
"I'm gonna cross that bridge when I come to it."
Sam smiled. "Yeah. So...me and my cousin are actually going to a movie tonight...wanna come? To, uh, get to know me? Since you're gonna be living with me for a while?"
She shrugged. "Sure,"
"Okay then. It's at...six, I think."
"Hey...who's your cousin?" Reagan asked.
"Um, she doesn't go to this school, but she's coming next week. Her name's Isabella." Sam responded.
"Hey...I think I know her! Did she used to live in Pennsylvania?"
"Yeah...well, it's good you're already friends,"
"We were friends in elementary school and middle school, but during high school, she moved to New York."
Then the bell rang. Reagan gathered her things and left.
Reagan's P.O.V.
"Hey, what's up?" A familiar voice said at the movie theater. They were waiting on Sam.
"Nothing much..." Reagan stared off into space, thinking of Sam.
"What?" the person said, leaning in.
"Are you wearing head phones or something?"
"Um…maybe..."
"Isabella, seriously,"
"Hey it's a good song," Isabella said in defense. She looked closer at Reagan. "Did you meet a cute boy today?"
"How did you know?" Reagan snapped back to reality.
"Oh, please, it's written all over your face," Isabella said with a smirk.
Reagan made a face at her.
"Who? Spill!" Isabella whispered.
"Fine. He-"
"Hey cuz! And Reagan!" Sam was skateboarding towards us.
"Isabella, I think you already know who this is?"
"My cousin. My annoying cousin." Isabella glared at Sam.
"Way to feel the love," he grumbled. Sam tucked his skateboard under his arm. "So, what movie are we seeing?"
Reagan raised her eyebrows. "You don't know?"
"No. Isabella picked it out."
"When did you even find out you were going?"
He shrugged. "I dunno, homeroom?"
"So you just invited me on a whim?"
"Uh- yeah, I guess," Reagan couldn't really tell in the dark, but she was pretty sure she saw Sam look down and run a hand through his hair.
"So, Reagan, and Mr. Annoying, are we gonna go in or not?" Isabella said impatiently.
"Hey," Sam pouted.
"Sorry, but it's true," Isabella grinned.
"Onto the movie, shall we?" Reagan gestured towards the door.
Sam went up to it and opened it. "Ladies first," he said, grinning.
Reagan couldn't help but blush a bit as she and Isabella walked inside the theater.
After they went in, a shadowy figure crept inside after them.
