The Day After-Chapter 1- Dreams come true?
AN: Okay, this is my attempt of making a Spider-man fanfic, I was home alone on a Sunday and extraordinarily bored out of my mind, so I decided to write a Spider-man fic to get my mind occupied. I was watching the first Spider-man one afternoon and I saw the new Spider-man2 trailer, so I was into Spider-man again, I've always loved it. But, anyway, I'm rambling on and on, so this chapter is going to be very short, but the next one will be longer, I just have to get my story straight. Please R/R! Thanks!
It was Wednesday, probably the worst day of the entire week. See, Monday is the day where it's 'back to school' or 'back to work', so everybody says that Monday's the worst. Then there's Tuesday, the day where everybody says 'Thank God! It's not Monday anymore', so it's the day after Monday, the beginning of the week still. Thursday is the day before Friday, which means just one more day until the weekend, then Friday comes and it already is the weekend, basically. Wednesday, on the other hand, is pointless, there's nothing to complain about, it's not the beginning of the week, nor the end, it's just a day where we don't look forward to anything.
It was a Wednesday, if you couldn't already tell with all of my complaining, and I, Amy Robertson, was in school. It was a normal, high school day, 1st period, then 2nd, then lunch, then the 3rd and 4th, then I go to work, help my parents, and then go home and repeat. My parents, James and Mary Robertson, were both scientists, working with spiders and creating new anti-venoms and things like that. I know, sounds like that show Spider- man? Well, I guess, yeah it kind of is, but not really. My parents work just with anti-venoms and things, I help them and get paid for helping. It is the 2004, after all. Spider-man is my absolute favorite movie and I cannot wait until the second one comes out! I know, its not real, but with helping my parents with spiders and all, I wish it was.
So, I guess I had to at least try to make my wish come true, right? That day, Wednesday, I asked my dad if I could mess around and try and create perhaps a new breed of spider, just like in Spider-man. He told me that I could, only if I was careful and didn't get bitten or anything. So I played around, taking the spiders that they used in the movie to try and create a new species. I was successful, except the color wasn't the same and the spider wasn't as cool. My parents were so proud of me, but they told me that I couldn't do that anymore and that I had to kill the spider. I guess I had created a kind of 'super-spider' like in the movie, but this one was also very, VERY poisonous, that one bite could most likely kill 2 million people.
I did the stupid, klutzy, Amy thing and tripped into the table and smashed the jar that it was in. Lets just say, that I am SO glad to be alive and VERY glad my parents were wrong. The spider had bitten me, but didn't kill me. It died instantly have biting me, so that was a happy thought, the only unhappy thing was that's when everything went wrong.
AN: Okay, you may think it's cheesy, but I promise I'll try and make it better, I'm just working into the story right now, I also have to get ideas straight. Anyways, just R/R!
AN: Okay, this is my attempt of making a Spider-man fanfic, I was home alone on a Sunday and extraordinarily bored out of my mind, so I decided to write a Spider-man fic to get my mind occupied. I was watching the first Spider-man one afternoon and I saw the new Spider-man2 trailer, so I was into Spider-man again, I've always loved it. But, anyway, I'm rambling on and on, so this chapter is going to be very short, but the next one will be longer, I just have to get my story straight. Please R/R! Thanks!
It was Wednesday, probably the worst day of the entire week. See, Monday is the day where it's 'back to school' or 'back to work', so everybody says that Monday's the worst. Then there's Tuesday, the day where everybody says 'Thank God! It's not Monday anymore', so it's the day after Monday, the beginning of the week still. Thursday is the day before Friday, which means just one more day until the weekend, then Friday comes and it already is the weekend, basically. Wednesday, on the other hand, is pointless, there's nothing to complain about, it's not the beginning of the week, nor the end, it's just a day where we don't look forward to anything.
It was a Wednesday, if you couldn't already tell with all of my complaining, and I, Amy Robertson, was in school. It was a normal, high school day, 1st period, then 2nd, then lunch, then the 3rd and 4th, then I go to work, help my parents, and then go home and repeat. My parents, James and Mary Robertson, were both scientists, working with spiders and creating new anti-venoms and things like that. I know, sounds like that show Spider- man? Well, I guess, yeah it kind of is, but not really. My parents work just with anti-venoms and things, I help them and get paid for helping. It is the 2004, after all. Spider-man is my absolute favorite movie and I cannot wait until the second one comes out! I know, its not real, but with helping my parents with spiders and all, I wish it was.
So, I guess I had to at least try to make my wish come true, right? That day, Wednesday, I asked my dad if I could mess around and try and create perhaps a new breed of spider, just like in Spider-man. He told me that I could, only if I was careful and didn't get bitten or anything. So I played around, taking the spiders that they used in the movie to try and create a new species. I was successful, except the color wasn't the same and the spider wasn't as cool. My parents were so proud of me, but they told me that I couldn't do that anymore and that I had to kill the spider. I guess I had created a kind of 'super-spider' like in the movie, but this one was also very, VERY poisonous, that one bite could most likely kill 2 million people.
I did the stupid, klutzy, Amy thing and tripped into the table and smashed the jar that it was in. Lets just say, that I am SO glad to be alive and VERY glad my parents were wrong. The spider had bitten me, but didn't kill me. It died instantly have biting me, so that was a happy thought, the only unhappy thing was that's when everything went wrong.
AN: Okay, you may think it's cheesy, but I promise I'll try and make it better, I'm just working into the story right now, I also have to get ideas straight. Anyways, just R/R!