Hi, everyone! Here's the next chapter! Please feel free to review, and constructive criticism is still very welcome! You'll see some familiar faces in this chapter. ;)

I nearly leaped out of bed when my alarm went off the next day. Those spider-reflexes kept me pretty jumpy, as I was still getting used to them. I think my hand stuck to the bathroom door knob twice while I was getting ready, which is still better than yesterday.

It was while we were eating breakfast that I told my sister the good news about Spider-Man. She nearly spit out a mouthful of cereal.

"WHAT!?"

"Spider-Man is going to meet us at seven at the Spider-Man museum."

"NO WAY!" Rebecca practically leaped out of her chair. She pumped her fist in the air about a hundred times and finally took in a deep breath. "THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!" She tugged me into a hug, nearly suffocating me. It felt good, nonetheless.

"You're welcome." A warm smile spread on my features before she finally pulled away. She bounded up the stairs to finish getting ready for the day. Emily glanced at her curiously as she rushed past her, then sauntered into the kitchen with a serious case of bed-head.

"What's up with her?" She pried the box of Pop Tarts from Logan's fingers.

"I set her up to meet Spider-Man."

Emily yawned, raising an eyebrow. "Oh really?"

"Yes, really."

"No wonder she looks like she's gone completely insane."

"Can I come with?" Logan asked.

"Uh….Well….I don't think that's such a great idea."

"Why not?" He whined.

"Because it was supposed to just be Becca, and I'm taking her."

"But I-"

"Sorry, Logan. Maybe another time?" He pouted at his bowl of cereal for a good minute. "Look, I'll make it up to you with something else, okay?"

"Like what? Can I meet Nova?"

"Woah woah woah. Who do you think I am? Their agent?"

Logan snickered. "Okay okay."

"I'll buy you a video game or something."

"Alright."

I put my dish in the sink, after taking a moment to pry my sticky hand from it, and grabbed my backpack.

"Becca, Mom's letting me take the car again! I'm leaving in five!"

"Okay!" She shouted down.

I looked down at my hands for a moment. I was hoping to get some answers today.

"I'm gonna wait in the car!"

I slumped into the driver's seat, sighing. In the silence, it wasn't hard to slip into contemplation. I missed my friends back in Albany. I'd barely talked to them since the move, mostly because I was so focused on figuring out these powers. And now there was this really nice boy, who I thought I might have a crush-

"Present!" Becca slipped into the car.

I started up the engine and pulled out of the driveway. It took a moment of awkward silence before I glanced over and noticed my sister staring at me.

"What?"

"Your face looks a lot better."

Emergency. Emergency. Emergency.

"Thanks? I think?"

"I mean your bruise. The black eye."

"Uh…"

"Cause usually it takes a while for the bruising to go away completely and-"

"Well I did put a lot of makeup on."

My sister hesitated. She could usually tell when I was lying, but I was hoping that just this once she wouldn't be able to tell. There was a moment of palpable tension. I held my breath.

"Oh. Alright."

I relaxed a bit and quickly changed the subject. "Are you excited to meet Spider-Man?"

"HECK YEAH!"

I chuckled. It was nice to see her so happy.

I guess you could say that the school day was...interesting.

That blonde jerk I ran into yesterday was still a jerk when I ran into her today. Lunch was already miserable enough as it is; neither of my sisters had the same lunch period as me. While I was solemnly walking towards my lonely spot at a desolate table in the corner of the cafeteria, a designer heel stuck out in front of me.

Before I even saw it, a buzzing went off in my head and I promptly leaped over the foot in my path. Some of the food on my tray went flying, but my hand shot out to catch it all as it landed back on my tray perfectly. The bully and her friend Hannah let out an audible gasp. I gulped and looked around warily at the bustling scene of the cafeteria. No one else saw that, right?

I quickly headed for my lonely table in the corner before Felicity could try anything else. I stared at the wall for a while. Now Felicity would know something is up with me for sure. Hopefully she would just assume I have mad skills and stay off my back. Then again, she could just bother me more about it and-

"Hey."

Peter was suddenly sitting across from me.

"H-hey." My cheeks flushed in embarrassment.

"That was pretty awesome, what you did back there."

I gulped. "Wh-what, exactly did I do?"

"You totally showed Felicity. You have awesome reflexes."

"Th-thanks."

Emergency. Emergency. Emerge-

"You wanna sit at my table? I could introduce you to some of my friends."

It took me a good minute to find my voice. "Y-yeah. Yeah! That'd be really cool."

"Awesome. Come on." Peter stood. I grabbed my tray and quickly followed him over to another table where a group of teenagers were laughing over something. Peter cleared his throat. "Guys, this is Petricia. She's going to sit with us."

"Hi." I smiled shyly at all of them.

"That's Luke, Danny, Ava, Harry, and Sam."

They all greeted me almost simultaneously.

"You can just call me Trish."

The girl who's name I now knew to be Ava beckoned me to sit by her. I did so, awkwardly, but I was just glad to not have to eat lunch completely alone.

"So Trish," Sam spoke up, "what grade are you in?"

"Junior."

"Sweet." He wiggled his eyebrows at me. My cheeks were burning.

"Sam, stop flirting with the new girl. You're going to scare her away," Ava chastised.

Sam went to defend himself, but Harry held out his hand to me. I shook his hand and he gave me a toothy grin. "Harry Osborn."

"O-O-Osborn? As in Oscorp?"

Harry just chuckled. He must have gotten that a lot, I realized.

"Yes. Oscorp. In fact, you know that science fair project Peter and you are doing? I'm going to be one of the judges."

This was a bit of a relief to me. At least I now knew one of the judges I would have to please. "That's super cool!"

"Yep."

"Hey, guys." A new person, the redhead I had seen talking to Peter before, sat down by him.

"Hey, MJ."

"I would have been here sooner if not for that dumb test in math. Who gives students a 100 question math test? Like, why is that necessary? Can we not just-Oh. Hi, there." She turned to look at me. "What's your name?"

"Petricia. Call me Trish." We shook hands while Peter took a moment to explain that I was the one he was working on the science project with.

"MJ. Nice to meet you, Trish."

"You, too."

These guys all seemed really nice, and the lunch period was actually very enjoyable. Even though I missed my friends back in Albany, I was just grateful I made some new ones so quickly.

Hope you enoyed, as always! Next chapter coming soon! :)