Admittedly, Buffy knew that this was a bad idea. So many things told her that this was going to be not just a bad idea but an awful, terrible and even slightly outrageous one. But hey, she had never claimed to be a genius. She was 15 with severe ADHD and even mor e severe trust issues as a result of being a military brat who never knew if her parents were lying to her or not about her mom's newest mission. Aka, she's not a fucking know it all.
So yeah. This was a bad idea. But it was a Saturday morning, she was bored, and she had been bitten by a damn spider less than 3 months ago, and she woke up with honest to god powers. So in true 15 year old fashion, Buffy digs out one of her old gymnastics leotards, throws her curls into a haphazard ponytail and slips an old pair of leggings over her legs as well as her sneakers onto her feet before taking a deep breath and jumping out of the window off the top of her apartment building.
She free falls for a moment before she remembers the web dispenser attached to her left wrist and she quickly shoots a web that gets caught onto the side of one of many semi skyscrapers that have started to pop up out of nowhere in Shadyside. She flings herself up and lands on top of another building, her hair still stuck in its ponytail, and her heart pounding loudly in her ear.
She's so caught up in the euphoria of 'holy shit, I just flung myself off of one building and onto another one', that she doesn't realize that there's someone behind her.
More specifically, Marty Jameson or MJ as most of Shadyside calls him, which is a stupid nickname Buffy suddenly realizes.
Something she shouldn't even be thinking considering her full name is Beatrice, and she's called Buffy because of her mom's obsession with the 90s show. Shaking her head, she goes back to the issue at hand who is staring at her. Like a lot. He's that kid from her chemistry class who Andi says has had a crush on her since grade 7 and, what the fuck he just saw her do that .
What comes out of his mouth less than 3 minutes after her internal freakout, throws Buffy off even more. "I know you're kinda dumb, but I didn't think you were that dumb." He says as he walks over to her, brushing off his stupid science pun shirt and fixing his grey hoodie.
His shirt says "Geology ROCKS!" in large block letters and Buffy stares at him. She shakes her head and says the first thing that comes to her mind. "What the fuck does that mean?" She asks and MJ gives her a look that could rival CeCe's when she's mad at Buffy and Andi for breaking yet another vase.
He sighs and steps closer and Buffy sticks a hand out. He stops, looking down at her hand before nodding and standing in place. "You do realize that people could have seen you. Especially since you're not even trying to cover your face. God, what's even your superhero name? You do plan on being one right?"
Buffy blinks at him. His lips are curled up in an annoying smirk, and his brown eyes almost glitter in the Utah sunlight. She bites down on her lip and looks away. "If I was, what would be your suggestion for my superhero name?"
MJ stares at her again before speaking. "Well what gave you your powers?" He asks and Buffy huffs before responding. "A spider. A Noble false widow to be exact." It's robotic, something Buffy had spent hours learning about after she was bitten. It almost hurts to think about. That because of one spider, one stupid enchanced spider, she has all this shit to deal with. MJ isn't phased though. He barrels on. Dude is stubborn, Buffy muses. She'll give him that. Not that she'd ever say it outloud.
"Well, I'd call you SpiderGirl. One word. The s and the g capitalized." Buffy blinks again, before grinning. "Guess you do have some brains in that big head of yours." She quips and MJ rolls his eyes at her. "Sure thing SpiderGirl. Y'know just for that, I should be your guy in the chair. Your sidekick y'know?" Buffy rolls her eyes at him, scoffing.
"No way in hell. That role is reserved for Andi." Her breath catches in her throat. Shit . She hasn't told Andi yet. God, she's so going to get killed for this.
Her best friend is tiny but formidable and a force to be reckoned with. If Buffy is going to be killed by anyone, it will be by the 5 ft 4 inch Chinese American girl. And probably with the hella expensive paintbrush set Andi's dad had bought her for her birthday last month.
Yeah, she was totally fucked. Buffy shakes her head, turning her attention back to MJ. "Alright Jameson. Thanks for the uh, naming help. I gotta get going. Y'know superhero stuff." She bobs her head with a smirk and MJ raises an eyebrow at her. He kind of looks cute like that, Buffy realizes. She shakes her head. Nope. She refuses to have any feelings for this scrawny white boy with too much attitude for someone who only talked to her today. No way in hell.
Buffy sucks in a breath before waving at him, shooting a web from her wrist and flinging herself off the building, the air swarming around her like a swarm of bees.
God, was her life going to be just insect puns now? A small part of her brain reminded her that in grade 7 science, they had learnt that spiders were Arachnids not insects. She rolls her eyes, landing on the roof of her apartment building again, before sneaking down the stairway and unlocking the door to her apartment, glad that her leggings had pockets for her keys.
How the hell she was going to tell Andi about all of this, Buffy had no fucking clue. Just as she was about to curse the universe out, a text message popped up on her phone which she had abandoned on her bed - a stupid move she realized.
ANDI: mj says u have something you need to tell me?
ANDI: since when have u been talking to him?
ANDI: buffy. bea. what teh fuck?
Buffy snorts, flipping onto her bed and beginning to text her best friend back. Okay, maybe this would be easier than she had thought.
Maybe. She was optimistic but not that optimistic.