| The Next Spider |

"Vain girl, since you love to weave so very much, why don't you go and spin forever." Then the vengeful goddess sprinkled Arachne with hellbane, and the girl's hair fell off, and her nose and ears fell off. Her head shrank to a tiny size until she was mostly a giant belly. But her fingers could still weave, and within minutes, Arachne, the first spider on earth, wove the first magnificent web. – the story of Arachne



| Chapter One |

'With great power, comes great responsibility…'



Black was the colour he sees. All were scurrying towards him.

Upon coming closer, they had eight legs.

Eight horrible, hairy looking legs. Skinny like stick, scurrying. As fast as they can.

They were coming towards him.

He breathed hard. So hard he can sense that his breathing is causing a rhythm, to a beat.

A vibration, in which causing them to come closer and closer and closer and closer…


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"AHHHHHHHH !"

"Honey… are you okay ?" a worried female voice asked.

His light brown eyes looked at his mother.

His mother, Sara Parker was a free lance interior designer. He does not really understand the job, to him, she is just a designer that works at home. She had elbow length black hair which is now tied up in a ponytail and black eyes. She has a fair skin complexion. She is the same height as him. 5" 7.8'.

Cold sweat was falling of his face. He rubbed them away.

"I think so…" he whispered.

"Terry… what is wrong ?"

"I dreamt of it again…" he closed his eyes then the images appeared again.

"They are so scary ! I wished I was dead ! I swear I did wish that ! They were just crawling and crawling… Damn it !"

"Terry, don't swear…"

"I'm sorry ! I don't even know what is that… I'm scared of that…"

He hugged his knees.

"You want to get up early ? I mean it's six thirty…" glancing at the clock on the wall. "Or you can sleep for another half an hour…"

He let go of his knees. Wiped away his sweat.

"Nah… I think I shall be awake !"

He shook his head, in sort of a sleepy way and picked up his black spectacles and wore it. In an oversize black shirt and blue pants, he then, with heavy steps, walked to the toilet.

His mother made sure he walked into the toilet then slowly made her way to the kitchen.


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"Honey ! Hurry up ! You gotta go to school remember ? Today is still a Friday ! A school day !"

"Yeah coming…" he walked the stairs sloppy as usual.

"What's wrong dear ?" his mother asked.

"Nothing… Just thinking… It's another boring school day…"

"Why ?"

"No reason…"

"Why ?"

"No reason, mum !"

She shook her head.

"Just like your grandpa…"

Terry looked away.

His grandpa, Peter, was his closest friend. Or maybe the only friend that he will get.

His mind was in a daze as he was thinking of his grandpa. Then suddenly unexpectedly, They appeared.

The black crawl thing then slowly stared to crawl towards him. Closer and closer and closer and closer.

"Son… son… TERRY !"

His eyes jerked back into reality.

"Are you okay ?"

It was his dad.

His dad, Eric Parker was a doctor for babies. He has light brown hair with light brown eyes. About five inches taller
then him.

"Yeah… I'm fine…"

"You were just staring into the air like an idiot…"

"Huh ?"

"Yeah… and cold sweating… Are you sure you are okay ? Well if you are not, you don't have to come and visit your
grandpa…"

"NO ! I'm fine… I am… I'm going… I am…"

"Fine, fine… You are going…"


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"Grandpa ! See I know grandpa loves spiders ! I saw this guy on books ! His name is Spider Man !"

"Yes, yes… I can see that…" his grandfather, chuckled. Terry's parents were there. Sara did not look that well. She seems to be crying for awhile. Eric was in his doctor dressing. He skipped work for awhile to see his father.

"PI… PI… PI… PI… PI… PI… PI… PI… PI… PI…"

"Let me read you the book grandpa…"

"Sure go ahead, Terry…"

"Today was another ordinary day in New York City. The whole place was silent until a security alarm went off…"

"Very good, Terry. Continue…"

"The Green Goblin was in the bank. He wanted to rob it. Then when he was about to leave… Spider Man appeared…"

Terry smiled as he looked at all the pictures. Hi grandpa closed his eyes with a smile on his face.

"PI… PI… PI… PI… PI… PI…PI…PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII"

One flat tone.


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"Hey, Parker ! Move it will ya ?" a voice inserted into his thoughts.

He looked up. It was Drake Jackson. He has this thing onto picking on, weaker people, for example, Terrence Parker.

Him.

He had dark blue eyes like the sea and blondish brown hair. He is about three inches taller then him.

Sometimes, Terry just cannot deny that Drake looks really handsome and cute and at least he has all those cute features with a perfect muscular body.

Something that he does not have and will not get.

To avoid trouble, Terry moved inside.

Behind him was a girl and he thinks she is a very cool girl and beautiful as well.

She had baby blue eyes with light blonde with red streaks, in which he thinks it is dyed. Her hair was elbow length. Right side parting with fringes touched her eyebrows, any longer ones are tucked behind the ear. He noticed that she seldom tie her hair.

'What's her name again… Yeah… Scarlet. Scarlet Haynes…'

"Scarlet, sit !" Drake commanded her.

She glared at him. "I'm not your dog !"

"SIT !" she looked away and sat down. Right next to Terry.

Then Drake sat the other end with his friends talking about some boy stuffs that Terry does not understand.

Terry looked at Scarlet.

'Got to do what that asshole says… so pitiful…'

"What are you staring at ?" she asked suddenly.

He looked away. "Nothing… I wasn't looking at you…"

"Oh yeah… then ?"

"I was thinking…"

"Of…"

"Err…"

She shook her head. "All boys are the same…"

"I'm not…" he said, quietly.

"Huh ?"

"Well… I don't understand what they are talking about…"

She slanted her sitting position. "Really ?"

"Yup… Sorry to say… I don't think I might be a boy then…"

"No, no, no… it's okay not to understand… so maybe not all crows are black… there are white ones… like you…"

He blushed slightly. "Thanks…"

"What's your name ? I only know your last…"

"Terrence. Terrence Parker."

"My name is…"

"Scarlet Haynes… I know you…" he cut in.

She stared at him. "How did you…"

"You are my neighbour… well anyway… I doubt you even know that I existed in your neighbourhood…"

She blushed slightly out of embarrassment. "Yeah I don't know…"

"Never mind, it's better not knowing me then know me… I think you will be labelled… so better stay with your boyfriend…"

"He's not my boyfriend," she resorted.

"Sorry… I didn't know…"

"Well… now you know… so don't you dare think any thoughts between me and him. It's disgusting !"

"Then why are you following him around ?"

"Cause… he makes me…"

"Ha ?"

"Look… overall… all I can say he's a jerk, a bustard and a son of a…"

Terry covered her mouth. "Look… I get it… you don't have to scold him until so deviously…"

She blushed and pushed away his hand. "Fine… sorry…"

"Parker… Do you know what you are messing with ?" then the bus jerked they are at school.

He looked up. Really and totally scared off. Drake was angry and in a short while, he is going to be dead.

Scarlet pushing him away. "Stop it Drake ! Don't make yourself irritating here !"

Terry moved out of his sit.

"Come back here you coward !" he shouted.

Scarlet blocked him. "Don't be an idiot, Drake ! Leave him alone !"

Terry scramble out of the bus, as scared as a mouse being chased by a big cat.

He walked away as fast as he can.

"Parker ! You watch it ! You will pay for touching my girl !"

"Who's your girl…"

Then an argument could be heard in the background.

'Stupid Friday…'








to be continued....