Along Came a Spider Part 3
Peter woke up the next morning at 9:00. Oh, great. My alarm clock didn't go off.
He got up from the floor and... Wait, why am I on the floor? What happened yesterday?
He struggled to remember ant details he could about yesterday. He remembered going on the field trip to Oscorp and getting bitten by a red and blue spider. He looked at his hand to see if the bite was swollen or infected, but he saw nothing. There was just a small amount of redness where the bite was.
"Huh. That's odd."
He went into the bathroom to brush his teeth, but when he looked in the mirror he second guessed himself as to whether or not he was actually awake. He was ripped. Absolutely ripped. Every inch of his body was covered in lean muscle. "Is that... a six pack?" he asked out loud.
He laughed and flexed. He kept feeling himself to make sure it wasn't an illusion. It wasn't. Overnight, Peter went from puny to powerful.
"What the hell happened to me? I'm totally freakin' hot! Is this a delayed cycle of puberty, or..." He suddenly remembered the spider.
Could that have anything to do with this? Either way... it's about time.
Peter did have to get to school still, so he brushed his teeth and got dressed. His clothes were tight on him now.
"Aunt May? Uncle Ben? Anyone home?"
No one replied.
"Hmm. Where could they be?"
He walked into the kitchen to grab some breakfast before heading to school. He noticed a note on the table. He picked it up and read it to himself.
Peter, we went out to Home Depot to but some paint for the kitchen. Hope you feel better. There's soup on the stove if you're hungry. Love you.
"God bless 'em." he said before grabbing his bag and leaving the house.
While walking to school, Peter got a call from Mary Jane.
"Hey, MJ, what's up?"
"Where are you Peter?"
"I just woke up. I'm headed to school now. Why?"
"You had me worried yesterday. I called you a bunch and you didn't answer."
"Really?" Peter checked his missed calls. Sure enough, there were six from MJ.
"Crap... sorry MJ. I passed out as soon as I got into my room. Didn't wake up until a little while ago."
"Well I hope you remembered the chemistry test is today. I needed you to tutor me, remember?"
Peter's eyes widened. I completely forgot!
"Oh my God, MJ! I'm so sorry! It's just I felt so sick after I got home that I couldn't do it."
"Well then I'm cheating off of you." she said with a chuckle.
"Alright. See you soon, Mary Jane."
"See ya, Tiger."
During the test, Peter felt great. He was, as usual, finished before everyone else. He looked at MJ, who was cheating away.
"You almost finished? I need to hand this in soon." he whispered to her.
"Gimme like two more minutes." she replied.
He sat back and tried to relax. All he could think of, though, was his new build. He kept feeling his new muscles, just to make absolutely positive there wasn't any chance he could still be dreaming.
He still wasn't sure exactly why he was like this. The spider? Something I ate? I'll need to do some research before...
He looked at his hand. His pencil was sticking to it. What the hell...? He glanced around the room to see if anyone was looking at him. When he pulled it off, it just stuck to his other hand. He had to shake his hand hard to get the pencil off.
"What the hell are you doing?" Mary Jane whispered.
"Sorry." he replied. "You done now?"
"Yeah. You turn yours in first. I'll turn mine in later. It'll be less suspicious on my part."
"Got it."
When Peter went to hand his paper in, the same thing happened. The paper wouldn't get off of his hand. He shook his hand hard and made a fool out of himself in front of the whole class.
"Mr. Parker, just hand me the paper." said Mr. Warren in an annoyed tone.
"Uh, here." He handed the paper to his teacher, who grabbed it. He tried pulling it towards him, but he couldn't.
"Peter, let go."
"I'm not holding on!" Peter replied.
Mr. Warren had to pull hard in order to rip it out of Peter's hand. Flustered, he adjusted his glasses while staring at Peter.
"Sorry, Mr. Warren. May I go to the bathroom?"
"Yes."
Peter grabbed the hall pass and walked to the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror. Suddenly, his vision went blurry.
"What the...?" he said in surprise. He pulled off his glasses to see if the were smudged, but once he did that his vision went perfectly clear.
"No way."
He put his glasses back on, and his vision went blurry. He took them off and he could see clearly. He did this a few more times before coming to a conclusion: I don't need glasses anymore!
"This day is getting better and better." he said to himself.
He walked back to his classroom with a smile on his face. He sat down and started drawing more pictures of spiders and Ricochet.
"How did you make it back here without your glasses? Did you bump into anything?" asked Mary Jane.
"I can see." he replied.
"You're blind as a bat!" she countered.
"For some reason I can see. I don't know why."
What's happening to me?
Author's Note:
Hope you all like this chapter. Peter is starting to discover his powers. I'm not sure if these chapters are long enough for you guys. Please, leave reviews. I love the criticism. It helps me become a better writer all while satisfying your guys' wants from the story. Anyway, that's all for now. Until next time!
