"Surprise," a crowd yells to eighteen year old Jamie Jameson. Her chocolate brown gaze starts to blur as she looks at the farwell sign in the middle of her living room.

Jamie's eyes start to tear up as her for friends come to give her a hug. "You guys are the best," she cries. Her friends let go of her grasp but she squeezes on to give them another hug. "I told you I didn't want a farewell party," Jamie tells her friends. "Now I don't want to say goodbye to you all."

Stephanie Tan, a pale, shy girl with curly ginger hair, detaches herself from the group hug. "We would have felt bad if we didn't throw you one." She said, fixing the crimson red bow at the top of her head. Stephanie's freckles covered her face making her face speckled in places.

Jason knite, a dark haired and handsome eighteen year-old, also detached himself from the now, awkward hug. "We wanted your last few days in Minnesota to be the best," he blushed. Jason had deep blue eyes and was a big nerd at heart.

Jamie tried to wiggle out of the hug Eliza and Adara were still giving her. "Okay guys," She said, "You can let go now." Again, Jamie tried to wiggle out if the two girl's grasp. This time, she broke free.

"Sorry," Adara Balze, a seventeen year-old girl with red hair and dark makeup, said. "I won't get another one of those for a while," She said, giving Jamie another hug. For the third time, Jamie tried to wiggle her way out of the grasp of her crimson haired friend.

Jamie looked at the crowd of people inside her house. "Did you invite the whole school over?"

"No," Eliza Bennett, a nineteen year-old girl with straight ginger hair and icy blue eyes, said. "We just invited most of them." Jamie again, gave her friends another hug, then ran off to enjoy the rest of the party.

The next morning the five friends stood outside Jamie's driveway, saying their goodbyes, as tears fell from their eyes. "It's time to go Jamie." Jamie's mother, Janet Jameson, told the teenagers. Janet looked like a older version of her daughter. Both girls were beautiful and and shared the same long, dark brown hair and matching brown eyes.

"Have fun in New York," Adara cried, as Jamie got into the moving truck. The truck pulled out of the driveway and started to dive away, as Jamie waved to her friends.

"Don't forget to video call us." Stephanie yelled after her friend.

As the hours passed, Jamie and her mother traveled to New York in the an old moving truck. Jamie grew restless from all the hours of sitting in the truck. "I don't get why we moved." Jamie told her mother.

"I told you before," Janet replied. "I lost my job and I need to find another one."

The young girl signed then turned away from her mother. "You could have found another job in Minnesota," She complained.

Janet grew angry and slammed the breaks in agner. "I told you, I couldn't find a job," She yelled at her daughter. "We have family in New York, that can help us."

Tears started to roll down Jamie's face, as she yelled at her mother. "What about my family, mom? What about my friends?" She wiped her tears, but they still kept falling. "I finally made friends, mom, and I have to leave them!"

Janet looked down at the steering wheel, too ashamed to look at her daughter as she spoke. "I'm sorry." Her brown eye started to fill with tears. "I haven't made the best decisions." Her tears started to roll down her face. "Your father was always the best at making decisions. I've been lost without him." She clutched the steering wheel then started to dive again. "Let's just think about the positive." Janet said wiping her eyes. "You get to see your uncle again."

Jamie rolled her eyes then turned away from her mother. "yay," she sarcastically retorted.

The hour passed, and no one spoke. As they arrived at they arrived in New York, Jamie could not believe her eyes. She was back in the city she loved. After she had moved, Jamie thought that she would never live in a big city again. It was a different, but calm feeling, looking up at the towering buildings above her.

"We're stopping at your uncle's work before we get to the house." Janet told her daughter.

The young, irritated, girl gave a loud and disrespectful sigh to her mother. "I thought we were going to the new house first." Jamie gave another sigh, then turned to look back out her window.

"He changed plans on us." She told her daughter. "He said her wanted to see us as soon as we got here." Janet pulled the moving truck in front of her brother's work place.

"Can I stay in the moving truck?" Jamie asked her mother.

"No, you are not being disrespectful to your uncle." Janet yelled.

"But Uncle JJ is extremely loud and I have a headache." Jamie moaned to her mother gave her a piercing glare. The young girl gave a sigh and trudged out of the truck.

The two girls made their ways through the building and up the elevator to Daily Bugle Communications. There, J. Jonah Jameson was waiting to meet his sister and niece. "Jannet how are you?" He said, his sister at the elevator door.

"Hi Jonah," Janet said to her older brother.

Jonah looked beside his sister to see her twin. "Jamie, you look just like your mother." He said, giving her a hug.

Jamie gave a fake smile to her uncle. "Thanks Uncle JJ."

Jonah let go of his niece, "Here, come in my office," His voice boomed.

Before they made it to the office Janet pulled out her keys and turned to her daughter. "I left my phone in the truck can you grab it for me?" She asked Jamie. Jamie nodded, took the keys, and started to walk towards the door. Jamie could not help the small celebration inside her head. Oblivious to her surroundings, She ran into a young man walking into the Bugle.

"Sorry," Jamie apologized to the boy as his papers flew in all direction. She looked up to find brown unkempt hair and thick black glasses. The boy was about her age and had a camera in his and. "Sorry," Jamie again said, stepping on the boy's foot. This made the camera fall from his hand, onto the floor.

"It's okay, really," He told Jamie. Jamie quickly picked up the scattered papers, that turned out to be photographs of Spider-Man. The boy bent down to grab his camera as her stood up Jamie stood staring at the pictures. "Sorry about that," He apologized.

"Are you Peter Parker?" Jamie asked, staring at the photos

"You know who I am?" He asked, her.

Jamie handed back his pictures of Spider-Man. "I see your photos on the DBC website all the time," she said. "I always wondered how you took your pictures."

"I didn't know I my pictures were so popular," He said, scratching the back of his head.

"I don't think they're that popular, considering what Jameson writes about him." Jamie said to Peter. "I just wonder if he is really good."

"Trust me he is," Peter said.

"Have you actually meet this guy before?" Jamie asked.

"Trust me," Peter said, "I'm his unofficial photographer." He said pointing his thumb to his chest.

Jamie giggled and blushed at his comment. "Is that so?"

Jamie's uncle looked out of his office window to see his niece talking to Peter. He threw open the door. "Parker," He yelled.

Peter turned around to greet his boss with a smirk. "Yes Mr. Jameson," He said.

Jonah angrily stomped over to Peter. "Why are in my building?" Jameson's voice boomed.

Peter held up his pictures. "I came to show you your pictures."

Jameson snatched the pictures out of the boy's hand and started to look through them. "Ah," he yelled looking at a picture of Spider-Man being held on the ground by a birdman's hand. He gave the rest pictures back to Peter. "This one is perfect."

"but he looks like he is being defeated!" Peter said, to his boss.

"Exactly," Jonah cheered. "The headline should be Bug Man gets Beaten by Bird."

"Fine," Peter said, trudging over to the reception desk to get his paycheck from Betty Brant, the reception lady.

"Jamie," Jonah said, as she turned to him. "I need you back in my office." Jamie waved goodbye to Peter as she walked to her uncles office.