DISCLAIMER: I do not own any characters but the OC's that I make up.
Basically, this is how Peter gets his powers. It's a bit based on the first Spider-Man movie, but with slight modifications.
Peter Parker woke up to the sound of his alarm clock.
After shutting it off, he picked up and put on his glasses. His mirror caught his eye. Peter turned to it, and looked at himself. Hey, look, it's your nerdy neighborhood Peter Parker, high school science wiz, he thought to himself. After putting on some clothes, he went down to the kitchen and wolfed down his breakfast. Then he went to catch the school bus.
At school, his classes went by, slowly as ever. He daydreamed through social studies, blanked out at math, and twiddled his thumbs until English was over. He had ADHD, so it was hard to focus on most of his lessons. Science was his favorite subject, and he had no trouble focusing there. He looked forward to it every day, and often made projects for extra credit.
Mary Jane only had science with him, so he embarrassed himself in front of her all the time. He had had a crush on her for years, ever since they had met in eighth grade. It especially didn't help that science was the only class he shared with Flash Thompson, who was the school bully. He was on the football team, which Peter had tried out for once before getting a bloody nose from the linebacker.
Today, he sat alone at lunch. His friend Andy was absent due to catching the flu. As usual, he was recovering from Flash's pre-lunch wedgie, and he was chewing on a tuna fish sandwich made by Aunt May. To his great surprise, Mary Jane left her usual table.
She's walking over here. She's going to sit next to me.
She walked past his table. Peter turned, and saw her friends at a table by the window.
Nope. Guess I was wrong-not for the first time.
He headed to science, only to find a note on the door that read, FIELD TRIP THIS AFTERNOON-MUSEUM OF SCIENCE. He'd forgotten about the trip. He headed out the door to the buses, only to find that the bus had already started to leave.
"HEY! STOP THE BUS! STOP!" Peter cried. He attempted to reach the side door, but he simply couldn't. After about three blocks, the bus stopped and let an exhausted Peter in. He apologized to the teacher, who simply told him to sit down.
When they reached the museum, Peter and his classmates stopped to hear the curator blabble on about all the projects they'd housed for years. One was a genetic spider project, one was an atom particle separator, and another was an ant cloning project.
Of course, Peter was fascinated. He expressed special interest in the spider project, seeing how the attributes of several species of spider could be genetically put into one spider, if wanted. He even gave the scientists some pointers about the genetic structure of spiders, and told them how to apply chemicals to enhance intelligence levels.
As he was walking away from the exhibit, he felt a strong pain on the back of his hand.