The Metropolis University Chronicles
Book 1 : The Children of Genesis
Chapter 2
By: Web Spinner
Notes: I know Jon and Ben are constantly used for the names of Superman and Spiderman's children, but I just couldn't resist.
Gwen Parker shuffled up to the podium. She took a deep breath and looked over the sea of faces belonging to the Speech Communications class. She laid her speech down on the podium just to have a few sheets escape her grasp. She quickly chased after the mutinous papers.
"Are you about ready to start, Miss Parker?" the professor asked with a raised eyebrow. Gwen nodded and swallowed hard. 'Come on Gwen, you've faced countless crooks and maniac super villains who wanted nothing short of world domination. You can do this, these people aren't going to kill you' she told herself. She looked through the sea of faces to find her roommate Sierra giving her a thumb up sign.
"America today is faced with the issue of school violence," she started. 'Not bad Parker, just keep calm' she told herself.
"Massacres like Columbine and...." her voice stopped refusing to work again. Gwen clutched her throat trying to ignore the snickers in the room.
"I.....I," she tried again but resulting only in a squeak. She felt her stomach lunge in protest and clamped her hand over her mouth.
"She's gonna hurl!" someone laughed as Gwen ran out of the room. She didn't run out fast enough to hear the laugher of her classmates.
Adam frowned and stopped skimming his fingers over his Braille textbook.
"That was great!" hooted the guy next to him. He had plainly heard the girl's heartbeat reach panic level.
"If you see Jon at lunch tell him I'll meet him later," Adam instructed to the guy next to him. He had planned to meet with his roommate for a study group after this class but something told him his plans were going to change. He heard the teacher try to get order back into the classroom and quickly sneaked out. He doubted the professor had seen him, but really he didn't care either way.
Gwen leaned over the toilet and lost her lunch.
"I am such a loser," she moaned and leaned against the stall's wall.
"Why does public speaking have to be a requirement for every college student? I've been through much more dangerous things but can't do a simple thing like giving a speech," she said with a sigh to the ceiling.
"Things like what?" asked a male voice. Gwen jumped.
"This is a girl's bathroom, ya know," she reminded the speaker. The guy just chuckled.
"Well aware of it," he replied. Gwen tilted her head till she could see a pair of Nikes under the door.
"Then what are you doing here?" she asked.
"Just came to tell you that you were doing a great job," he replied. Gwen couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic or not.
"Have you come here to make fun of me?" she demanded.
"Can't take a compliment, can we?" he teasingly asked. Gwen sighed and blew back her bangs.
"Well it's kind of hard considering I just managed to say a sentence before losing what food I did have in my stomach. I can't believe I just said that. Too much information, huh?" she asked and pulled her knees to her chest. The guy laughed.
"Just a tad bit too much info. You ok?" he inquired.
"Yeah, did Sierra ask you to check on me?" she asked.
"Who's Sierra?" the voice asked.
"You know, black hair, mocha skinned, all the guys go nuts over her, that Sierra," she said as she stood up.
"Nope still don't know her," he said.
"Ok come on you'd have to be blind not to know who she is," Gwen said and opened the door. Gwen recognized him at once.
"Guilty," he said with a smile and held up his white cane.
"I think I am going to throw up again," she said wishing the floor would open up and swallow her.
"Now come on, its ok," he said as he caught her sleeve. Even through her embarrassment, Gwen noticed he was handsome. He had unruly black hair that teased his forehead. His eyes were covered with dark shades making Gwen wonder what color they were. He wore straight black pants and a dark green shirt. His backpack was slung over one shoulder.
"The name's Adam Winters, nice to meet you," he said after a minute of silence. He held out his hand. Gwen took it and said,
"Gwen Parker," Gwen introduced herself.
"Ahh like Queen Guinevre," said Adam with a half smile. Gwen blushed to her roots. This day was defiantly proving to be interesting.
"Well this is my dorm," said Gwen. Adam stopped swinging his cane and stood still.
"Dorm 33?" he guessed. Gwen smiled in astonishment.
"Yes how did you know?" she asked. Adam grinned.
"Well considering that trek we just took, it had to be 33," Adam answered.
"Yeah, I know. It's a long walk from campus and it really bites if you forget something but its worth it. The dorm is the newest and we have an elevator. Granted, it's broken most of the time but still..." she laughed.
"Only one room mate as well, that's a perk," Adam said with a smile.
"Sierra's my roommate. She stays on the phone 24/7 but she's cool," said Qwen as she leaned against the brick siding of the dorm.
"Oh my roommate is the same way. Girls always call him," Adam explained. "yeah and it's like playing secretary, you know. I'm always having to take calls and write down messages. Who's your roommate?" asked Gwen.
"Jonathan Kent," Adam answered.
"Oh," said Gwen with a smile. Everyone knew Jon Kent. He was the handsomest guy on campus, or so it was said. Gwen had seen him around a couple of times and Sierra was always ready to point him out.
"Well I guess I better get going, homework and everything," Adam explained. Gwen nodded and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Uh yeah. Thanks for walking me back and everything," she said and kicked at a lose stone. "See ya later," Adam said with a wave. Gwen grinned as she watched Adam walk away. She turned to put her key into the door.
"I am such an idiot. I could've asked for phone number. I could've done something. Ten to one, I won't see him again. It really bites if you forget something? Why did I say that! I must have sounded so stupid to him!" Gwen groaned as she trudged up the stairs to the second floor.
"You know talking to yourself is one of the surest signs of insanity." Gwen looked up to see her red haired sister smiling down at her.
"I really do hope you're still not a pysc major, Tiffany. 'Cause if this is your idea of counseling, you really suck at it," Gwen said with her arms crossed.
"Eww, little Gwennie got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning," Tiffany cooed. Gwen rolled her eyes.
"What are you doing here? If I am not mistaken, your dorm is 19 and on the other side of the campus and you never talk to me unless on pain of death and even then it is a toss up," Gwen said with her arms crossed.
"I need your notes for history," Tiffany said simply.
"Let me guess, you were out on a date so you missed class? No, I got it. You broke a nail in your tennis class?" suggested Gwen. Tiffany rolled her eyes.
"So you're not going to help me?" she asked. The two Parker sisters were as different as night and day to each other. Tiffany was a tall red head who took after their mother, Mary Jane. She was always dressed in the latest styles and had guys chasing after her all the time. When they were still in high school, Tiffany was always on a date or out with friends. Gwen, on the other hand, was more like her father. She had dark brown hair and muddy green eyes. She usually only wore jeans and t-shirts or anything she felt comfortable in. She was more studious then her sister and enjoyed activities such as karate and in-line skating. She also had her father's special powers as Spiderman. Tiffany knew nothing about her sister's and father's dangerous past time. Gwen shook her head and brushed past her. She had better things to do then bother with her sister.
"Oh I see how it is. Oh and nice job in Speech Coms, it's all over campus," Tiffany laughed and walked out the door. Gwen balled up her fist in anger. She just needed Tiffany to make her day worse.
Book 1 : The Children of Genesis
Chapter 2
By: Web Spinner
Notes: I know Jon and Ben are constantly used for the names of Superman and Spiderman's children, but I just couldn't resist.
Gwen Parker shuffled up to the podium. She took a deep breath and looked over the sea of faces belonging to the Speech Communications class. She laid her speech down on the podium just to have a few sheets escape her grasp. She quickly chased after the mutinous papers.
"Are you about ready to start, Miss Parker?" the professor asked with a raised eyebrow. Gwen nodded and swallowed hard. 'Come on Gwen, you've faced countless crooks and maniac super villains who wanted nothing short of world domination. You can do this, these people aren't going to kill you' she told herself. She looked through the sea of faces to find her roommate Sierra giving her a thumb up sign.
"America today is faced with the issue of school violence," she started. 'Not bad Parker, just keep calm' she told herself.
"Massacres like Columbine and...." her voice stopped refusing to work again. Gwen clutched her throat trying to ignore the snickers in the room.
"I.....I," she tried again but resulting only in a squeak. She felt her stomach lunge in protest and clamped her hand over her mouth.
"She's gonna hurl!" someone laughed as Gwen ran out of the room. She didn't run out fast enough to hear the laugher of her classmates.
Adam frowned and stopped skimming his fingers over his Braille textbook.
"That was great!" hooted the guy next to him. He had plainly heard the girl's heartbeat reach panic level.
"If you see Jon at lunch tell him I'll meet him later," Adam instructed to the guy next to him. He had planned to meet with his roommate for a study group after this class but something told him his plans were going to change. He heard the teacher try to get order back into the classroom and quickly sneaked out. He doubted the professor had seen him, but really he didn't care either way.
Gwen leaned over the toilet and lost her lunch.
"I am such a loser," she moaned and leaned against the stall's wall.
"Why does public speaking have to be a requirement for every college student? I've been through much more dangerous things but can't do a simple thing like giving a speech," she said with a sigh to the ceiling.
"Things like what?" asked a male voice. Gwen jumped.
"This is a girl's bathroom, ya know," she reminded the speaker. The guy just chuckled.
"Well aware of it," he replied. Gwen tilted her head till she could see a pair of Nikes under the door.
"Then what are you doing here?" she asked.
"Just came to tell you that you were doing a great job," he replied. Gwen couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic or not.
"Have you come here to make fun of me?" she demanded.
"Can't take a compliment, can we?" he teasingly asked. Gwen sighed and blew back her bangs.
"Well it's kind of hard considering I just managed to say a sentence before losing what food I did have in my stomach. I can't believe I just said that. Too much information, huh?" she asked and pulled her knees to her chest. The guy laughed.
"Just a tad bit too much info. You ok?" he inquired.
"Yeah, did Sierra ask you to check on me?" she asked.
"Who's Sierra?" the voice asked.
"You know, black hair, mocha skinned, all the guys go nuts over her, that Sierra," she said as she stood up.
"Nope still don't know her," he said.
"Ok come on you'd have to be blind not to know who she is," Gwen said and opened the door. Gwen recognized him at once.
"Guilty," he said with a smile and held up his white cane.
"I think I am going to throw up again," she said wishing the floor would open up and swallow her.
"Now come on, its ok," he said as he caught her sleeve. Even through her embarrassment, Gwen noticed he was handsome. He had unruly black hair that teased his forehead. His eyes were covered with dark shades making Gwen wonder what color they were. He wore straight black pants and a dark green shirt. His backpack was slung over one shoulder.
"The name's Adam Winters, nice to meet you," he said after a minute of silence. He held out his hand. Gwen took it and said,
"Gwen Parker," Gwen introduced herself.
"Ahh like Queen Guinevre," said Adam with a half smile. Gwen blushed to her roots. This day was defiantly proving to be interesting.
"Well this is my dorm," said Gwen. Adam stopped swinging his cane and stood still.
"Dorm 33?" he guessed. Gwen smiled in astonishment.
"Yes how did you know?" she asked. Adam grinned.
"Well considering that trek we just took, it had to be 33," Adam answered.
"Yeah, I know. It's a long walk from campus and it really bites if you forget something but its worth it. The dorm is the newest and we have an elevator. Granted, it's broken most of the time but still..." she laughed.
"Only one room mate as well, that's a perk," Adam said with a smile.
"Sierra's my roommate. She stays on the phone 24/7 but she's cool," said Qwen as she leaned against the brick siding of the dorm.
"Oh my roommate is the same way. Girls always call him," Adam explained. "yeah and it's like playing secretary, you know. I'm always having to take calls and write down messages. Who's your roommate?" asked Gwen.
"Jonathan Kent," Adam answered.
"Oh," said Gwen with a smile. Everyone knew Jon Kent. He was the handsomest guy on campus, or so it was said. Gwen had seen him around a couple of times and Sierra was always ready to point him out.
"Well I guess I better get going, homework and everything," Adam explained. Gwen nodded and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Uh yeah. Thanks for walking me back and everything," she said and kicked at a lose stone. "See ya later," Adam said with a wave. Gwen grinned as she watched Adam walk away. She turned to put her key into the door.
"I am such an idiot. I could've asked for phone number. I could've done something. Ten to one, I won't see him again. It really bites if you forget something? Why did I say that! I must have sounded so stupid to him!" Gwen groaned as she trudged up the stairs to the second floor.
"You know talking to yourself is one of the surest signs of insanity." Gwen looked up to see her red haired sister smiling down at her.
"I really do hope you're still not a pysc major, Tiffany. 'Cause if this is your idea of counseling, you really suck at it," Gwen said with her arms crossed.
"Eww, little Gwennie got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning," Tiffany cooed. Gwen rolled her eyes.
"What are you doing here? If I am not mistaken, your dorm is 19 and on the other side of the campus and you never talk to me unless on pain of death and even then it is a toss up," Gwen said with her arms crossed.
"I need your notes for history," Tiffany said simply.
"Let me guess, you were out on a date so you missed class? No, I got it. You broke a nail in your tennis class?" suggested Gwen. Tiffany rolled her eyes.
"So you're not going to help me?" she asked. The two Parker sisters were as different as night and day to each other. Tiffany was a tall red head who took after their mother, Mary Jane. She was always dressed in the latest styles and had guys chasing after her all the time. When they were still in high school, Tiffany was always on a date or out with friends. Gwen, on the other hand, was more like her father. She had dark brown hair and muddy green eyes. She usually only wore jeans and t-shirts or anything she felt comfortable in. She was more studious then her sister and enjoyed activities such as karate and in-line skating. She also had her father's special powers as Spiderman. Tiffany knew nothing about her sister's and father's dangerous past time. Gwen shook her head and brushed past her. She had better things to do then bother with her sister.
"Oh I see how it is. Oh and nice job in Speech Coms, it's all over campus," Tiffany laughed and walked out the door. Gwen balled up her fist in anger. She just needed Tiffany to make her day worse.