Chapter 1

The sound of an alarm echoes through the Parker home, from the room of Peter, Peter Parker. He slowly opens his eyes annoyed,

"Why? Why does it have to be Monday?" he thinks to himself.

Peter reluctantly forces himself to a sitting position blankly staring at the wooden floor. After a moment he finally presses the snooze button, but the alarm continues to blaze in his ear,

"Shut up!" he yells as the hits the top of the alarm as hard as he possibly can, the sound finally stops,

Peter sighs in relief and lays his head back on the soft pillow, as his messy brown hair hits the pillow a knock comes from his bedroom door,

"Peter it's time to get up sweetie," he hears his Aunt May say through the white door, "Sleep any longer and you're going to be late."

Peter knows he can't be late again, being that he's been late almost everyday this month,

"One more tardy never hurt anyone." He whispered to himself,

"Plus all those pretty girls chasing you can't be getting old yet." Aunt May says with a little giggle,

"Gwen." Peter's thoguhts drift off to her, he had never really talked to the gorgeous blonde girl, so he didn't know why he seemed to fall harder every time he saw her, maybe it was her perfect green eyes, or her amazing big smile, or her hair that seemed almost golden to him.

He runs to the bathroom attempting to put on his pants and brush his teeth at the same time, which goes very bad,

"Crap…Crap…Crap!" Peter says as he falls into the bath tub.

The shower curtain falls on top of him, as he sat there with his pants around the middle of his thighs he couldn't help but continue to think of Gwen.

"Today is not going to be my day." Peter thinks as he gets up from his precarious position in the bath tub, he doesn't bother to fix the curtain, "I'll fix it tonight." He makes a mental note to himself.

Peter, finally gets his pants on and slides down the wooden railing, thinking that the stairs would take too much time and effort.

As he reaches the bottom he smells something amazing from the kitchen, the smell mesmerizes him and before he knows it he's pulling out a chair across from his Uncle Ben in his light grey bath robe, the front of his white hair in a messy tangle.

"Thought I was going to have to bring that bed to school with you today." Ben says putting the newspaper down on the table.

Peter can't help but give a laugh "I wish, it's a lot more comfortable than the desks at school." Peter says with a wink,

"I bet it soaks up the drool better too." Ben says laughing.

May comes walking to the table her tattered dark brown hair up in a messy bun,

"You better not be sleeping in school Peter," she says giving the back of his head a small smack.

She sets a plate of eggs and toast in front of Peter and hands Ben his black coffee. Just as Peter is about to take his first bite he feels his phone vibrate in his pocket.

Harry

Pete, where are you?

Peter

I still have 20 minutes bud

Harry

We were supposed to meet up early this morning remember?

Peter sits with a puzzled look on his face for a minute then he remembers their conversation the day before.

Peter

Ha Ha very funny!

Last night Harry had made Peter promise to show up early this morning so he could talk to Gwen in the early morning Chemistry tutoring, it's not like Peter needed the help in the class or any class for that matter, he was always either number one in his class or number two behind Gwen, but it was an excuse to talk to her.

Harry

I'm serious Pete! Eventually you're going to have to talk to her!

Peter

Whatever man! LOL I'm leaving the house right now, be there in 5!

Harry

Got'cha

Peter grabs the toast and starts heading to the door, "I'll see you guys tonight!"

Before he can get out the door his uncle's voice stops him, "You don't need a ride?"

Peter is already walking out the door when he yells back, "Nah got my board!" he felt more freedom on the black skateboard anyway.

Peter got to the school a little earlier than he expected, when he got to the front of the parking lot he remebered that his photography teacher had asked him to take a picture of the front of the school for the yearbook. He stopped and pulled his camera from his bag, he pulls the camera up to his eye and aims at the words posted above the front door Midtown Science High School, just as he's about to snap the picture he's shoved from behind and falls face first into the hard black asphalt of the parking lot. Peter turns over and sits up to see Flash Thompson,

"Morning Flash," Peter says while he picks himself up and brushes off his dark green jacket.

"Good morning Parker," Flash says while his friends laugh behind him.

Flash walks past Peter with his friends close behind, he stops and jumps at Peter making him flinch and fall back onto the asphalt. Flash and his friends laugh vigoursly at Peter as they walk toward the entrance of the school.

Peter sitting there on the ground hears his name called from behind him, but it wasn't a voice he recognized. It was a female voice and he heard the clicking of high heels ettinng closer to him. He turned and saw her walking as quickly as she could toward him, her fiery red hair flowing behind her.

"Peter I saw what happened are you okay?" Mary Jane said kneeling down putting light delict hand on his shoulder.

"Uh ye-yeah, yeah I'm alright," Peter says as he begins to stand up.

Mary Jane grabs under his arm and tries to pull him up, "Let me help you," she says.

When Peter is fully upright and he brushes himself off again he says, "Uh th-thanks,"

"Don't worry about it Tiger," she says giving him a wink. She gives a tiny flirtatious wave and walks toward the entrance, her black heels clicking on the asphalt with every step.

Peter had never talked to MJ before and she had never even acknowledged him in school, so why did she help him, or even care for that matter. Peter walked puzzled to the blue doors at the front of the school.

Just as Peter opens the doors to enter the school he sees Harry walking quickly toward the door, when Harry spots Peter he speeds up.

"Hey Peter MJ just told me what happened. Are you alright?" Harry says now changing directions to walk with Peter to the locker they share.

"Yeah I'm fine," Peter answers back.

"Good," Harry says as he punches Peter in the shoulder.

"Ah, what the hell?" Peter exclaims as he rubs his shoulder.

"We agreed to be here at 7 am, A M!" Harry yells pointing at his watch, "It is now 7:45!"

"What do you want me to say? I woke up late," Peter says still intensly rubbing his shoulder.

"Yeah well while you were drooling all over your comfy bed I was here in hell," Harry says gesturing to the entire building with his arms.

"Why does everyone assume I drool?" Peter asks as they reach the locker.

"I see you drool over Gwen all the time," Harry says rolling his eyes and laughing.

Peter shoots Harry a death stare as soon as Harry spots it he takes a step back, "Okay too far. Don't hit me,"

Peter rolls his eyes and unlocks the locker putting in two textbooks from his bag and grabbing the Calculous text book off of the top shelf.

"I can't tell you how much I hate that class," Harry says pointing to Peter's textbook.

"It's not that bad," Peter says stuffing the book into his bag.

"Maybe not for a genius, but for me it's shit," Harry exclaims.

Peter looks down at the time on his phone, "I should get going, if I'm late again Aunt May will probably make me sleep here until I graduate," he says.

"Alright I'll see you at lunch," Harry says.

"Yeah," Peter replies as he turns to walk down the hallway.