Advanced Summary: Jackie Logan and her Grandfather moved to a small apartment on the corner of West 54th and 6th five years ago after the incident, and for the past year or so those of the "gifted" kind, whether it be a dunk-ish P.I, a deaf man in a black mask, or a fast-talking Merc, something about her rusty fire escape seems to draw them in when they're in need.
Or maybe it's the cookies she started leaving out after her first super human visit.
Either way, when a kid with spider powers starts visiting her fire escape to Jackie can't help become more invested in him than she is in the others. Of course, the loudmouth Mercenary says she has a crush on him but what does she know, she's an emotionally distant grown up with a drinking problem.
PETER PARKER'S VERY BEST FRIEND WAS A HEAVY HAWAIIAN BOY NAMED NED LEEDS AND MOST OF THE TIME PETER VALUED HIS FRIEND AND HIS FRIEND OPINIONS BUT AS NED KEPT ASKING QUESTIONS ABOUT THE GIRL HE HAD HUNG OUT WITH AT NOODLETOWN PETER PARKER WANTED NOTHING MORE THAN TO WEB HIS FRIENDS MOUTH SHUT.
"How'd you meet her?" Ned asked again as he sat up. The pair were in fourth-period gym and since meeting Peter at his locker before school started he'd done nothing but question him on where he'd met a 'Girl like that'.
"Five-" Peter said spotting him. "And I already told you, the library." Peter felt bad for lying to his friend but it's not like he could just come out and tell Ned that he was Spiderman and Jackie had been the one he was going to every time he was hurt.
"Yeah okay but how'd you speak to her?" Ned wondered as he laid back down before curling up again for his sixth sit-up.
'Well I was passed out and bleeding and she found me on her fire escape,'
Peter thought. Instead of telling him the truth he shrugged. Ned shot Peter an exasperated look, "Alright," Peter sighed. He bit his lip as he tried to remember the first night in her room.
"She spoke to me," Peter said after a moment.
"Make sense," Ned said looking up at the gym's ceiling. There were dodgeballs stuck in the rafters and some of the hanging lights were rusty.
"Seven. And what does that mean?" Peter asked as Ned sat up.
"Just that you can't talk to girls," Ned said obviously. Peter looked at his friend somewhat hurt.
"Dude." Ned, fast paced, did two more sit ups before sucking in a deep breath. "What?" Ned gasped, "It's true. The only girl you actually speak to is Michelle." The two boys look to their left to see the biracial girl talking to her partner Lucy, a tiny Asian girl who was the Vice President of the schools Feminist club.
"That's not true," Peter denied, his face turning a slight pink. Michelle couldn't be the only girl he spoke too. Could she? The girl in question sent them both a withering glare when she saw them looking at her.
Peter turned to Ned, "Michelle is not the only girl I talk to." Ned rolled his eyes and smiled as he sat up for his tenth sit-up, "Of course not, you talk to your girlfriend don't you."
Peter opened his mouth to tell Ned that 'No, Jackie isn't his girlfriend,' only instead he heard the arrogant voice of Flash Thompson.
Flash was an arrogant rich kid who hated Peter and lived to make his life hell.
"No way!" The older boys voice laughed, the other students in the class started to look at the three, "Penis Parker has a girlfriend?" Flash asked mockingly. Peter felt his cheeks heating up.
"You bet he does!" Ned said, glaring up at Flash.
"Is it true Penis Parker? Do you have a girlfriend?"
'No,' Peter thought, 'No. Say no.'
"Yeah," he murmured. Fuck.
"Then what's her name?" Flash snickered.
"Jackie," Peter said not looking up at Flash, "Jackie Logan."
"There's no Jackie Logan in Midtown, genius," the bully sneered.
"She goes to the Elenore Roosevelt School," Peter shrugged. He could feel his heart beating loudly in his ears. If Jackie ever heard that he was pretending to be her boyfriend- something he totally never thought about -she'd probably kill him.
The woman Jessica would help her hide the body and whoever the Devil of Hell's Kitchen was would help her cover it up.
"Do you have a picture?" Peter looked up at Flash and nodded. He'd managed to take a few pictures of her at the table for Instagram. None of them had both he and Jackie together but he was sure he could pretend, just for a minute, that she was his girlfriend.
It wouldn't hurt anyone. He took his phone out of sweatpants and held it up so Flash could see a picture a picture of Jackie laughing over her Lo Mein.
Flash rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Sure, whatever you probably just got that off Google," Peter opened his mouth to tell him that no, he didn't, but instead Flash cut him off. "Penis Parker just so you know I don't believe you could get a girlfriend."
The older boy then walked away to talk to his friends. Once he was on the other side of the gym and everyone else in the class went back to what they were doing, working out and talking, Ned looked at Peter.
"I thought you said she wasn't your girlfriend."
"She's not." But I really wish she was.
