Peter stepped out of the elevator that brought him up to the floor where
his apartment was situated. He had just given the fashion show pictures and
pictures of Spiderman fighting the thieves in the van to the Bugle. He
received $500 dollars for them all, which made him quite happy as he had
more than enough to pay his half of the rent.
Harry had moved out since his Dad's death and had gone to live on his estate to take over the running of business. He still insisted on paying his half of the rent, although he wasn't staying there anymore. At least until Peter had got a new flat mate. Pete, who was not too keen on handouts secretly thanked Harry as it helped him get by on the ever changing salary he got from the Bugle. As he continued to walk down the hallway to his apartment he noticed the door ajar.
"Great!" he said out loud. "This is all I need, more thieves!" He crept up to the door to examine the damage when the door went flying inward. There standing before him was a tall, slim but curvy, beautiful woman. She was wearing a denim blue skirt that was cut just above her knees. She had a pale blue figure- hugging top on shrouded in a brown leather jacket.
"Mary Jane!" exclaimed Peter!
"Pete? Geez, you scared me there! Hey, I came up to see how you were doing and noticed the door ajar. I went into see if anything was stolen,"
"Is there?" inquired Peter, who was still in a surprised shock at seeing his biggest crush.
"Nah, looks like you just left the door unlocked or something."
"Ah, stupid me," he said as he followed Mary Jane into the apartment. He knew exactly what had happened. He always forgot to lock the door to his apartment when Spiderman was needed. It always just seemed to slip his mind knowing that people may be in danger. "So how are you M.J?
"I'm good thanks, just done some modelling work down at city hall. What a bummer that turned out to be."
"Yeh, I know," replied Pete.
"Wha? You were there?" said Mary Jane confused.
"Sure was. I was taking pictures for a Bugle supplement. Saw you there. You looked great!"
M.J. blushed in response. "Gee thanks. I wanted to tell you I was doing the show but for some reason. I thought I may jinx it if I told anyone. Fat lot of good that did." Here voice was that of disappointment as she remembered the explosion across the road had interrupted the show.
"Hey don't worry bout it." Peter did his best to cheer her up. "As for the interruption. well these things kinda happen. I guess. You'll be pleased to know the Police have caught the guys that did it."
"Yeah, I heard. With a little help from Spiderman as I recall," she said eyeing Peter up from head to toe. For some reason it made him shuffle around uncomfortably. The way M.J. had said it made him think she knew something else about him. Possibly the idea that he was Spiderman? Nah, she couldn't know he quickly thought to himself as he didn't want to ponder on it too long. He broke the silence and awkwardness by offering M.J. a drink.
"Nah, thanks I'll pass. I just wanted to pop around and see how you are and see if you wanted to meet up sometime for lunch or something?
Peter noticed how M.J. said it so casually. He realised she must still be feeling quite bemused and hurt by the way he gently let her down in cemetery after Norman's funeral. It tore him up inside every time he remembered it.
"Yeah, that'll be great," he said sounding a bit too over enthusiastic. He was just happy at the thought of spending some time with her. She smiled back at him noticing his over zealous enthusiasm. "Umm, how about lunch, tomorrow. 1pm at Cory's Diner?"
"That's great but I gotta insist on one thing though ok?"
"Ok. what?"
"I'm paying ok?" he said with a smile. She smiled back at him.
"Yeah, thanks Pete, that'd be nice. Well I better be going now I guess. Nice to see you again in person." It was the first time they had seen each other in person for a couple of months. M.J. gave a final goodbye and shut the door behind her. Peter walked up to it, and with curiosity getting the better of him, he decided to take once last look at her through the peep hole on the door. To his shock he saw M.J. leaning against the wall opposite. Her arms were hugged against her body. Her face was full of pent up emotion being gently released through a single tear sliding down from her eye. Peter was about to go out and see her when she quickly wiped it away and walked off. He turned his back to the door. He fell against it and slowly slid down onto his knees. His head arched up, he began to speak.
"What have I done? I'm such a fool for letting her slip through my arms."
Harry had moved out since his Dad's death and had gone to live on his estate to take over the running of business. He still insisted on paying his half of the rent, although he wasn't staying there anymore. At least until Peter had got a new flat mate. Pete, who was not too keen on handouts secretly thanked Harry as it helped him get by on the ever changing salary he got from the Bugle. As he continued to walk down the hallway to his apartment he noticed the door ajar.
"Great!" he said out loud. "This is all I need, more thieves!" He crept up to the door to examine the damage when the door went flying inward. There standing before him was a tall, slim but curvy, beautiful woman. She was wearing a denim blue skirt that was cut just above her knees. She had a pale blue figure- hugging top on shrouded in a brown leather jacket.
"Mary Jane!" exclaimed Peter!
"Pete? Geez, you scared me there! Hey, I came up to see how you were doing and noticed the door ajar. I went into see if anything was stolen,"
"Is there?" inquired Peter, who was still in a surprised shock at seeing his biggest crush.
"Nah, looks like you just left the door unlocked or something."
"Ah, stupid me," he said as he followed Mary Jane into the apartment. He knew exactly what had happened. He always forgot to lock the door to his apartment when Spiderman was needed. It always just seemed to slip his mind knowing that people may be in danger. "So how are you M.J?
"I'm good thanks, just done some modelling work down at city hall. What a bummer that turned out to be."
"Yeh, I know," replied Pete.
"Wha? You were there?" said Mary Jane confused.
"Sure was. I was taking pictures for a Bugle supplement. Saw you there. You looked great!"
M.J. blushed in response. "Gee thanks. I wanted to tell you I was doing the show but for some reason. I thought I may jinx it if I told anyone. Fat lot of good that did." Here voice was that of disappointment as she remembered the explosion across the road had interrupted the show.
"Hey don't worry bout it." Peter did his best to cheer her up. "As for the interruption. well these things kinda happen. I guess. You'll be pleased to know the Police have caught the guys that did it."
"Yeah, I heard. With a little help from Spiderman as I recall," she said eyeing Peter up from head to toe. For some reason it made him shuffle around uncomfortably. The way M.J. had said it made him think she knew something else about him. Possibly the idea that he was Spiderman? Nah, she couldn't know he quickly thought to himself as he didn't want to ponder on it too long. He broke the silence and awkwardness by offering M.J. a drink.
"Nah, thanks I'll pass. I just wanted to pop around and see how you are and see if you wanted to meet up sometime for lunch or something?
Peter noticed how M.J. said it so casually. He realised she must still be feeling quite bemused and hurt by the way he gently let her down in cemetery after Norman's funeral. It tore him up inside every time he remembered it.
"Yeah, that'll be great," he said sounding a bit too over enthusiastic. He was just happy at the thought of spending some time with her. She smiled back at him noticing his over zealous enthusiasm. "Umm, how about lunch, tomorrow. 1pm at Cory's Diner?"
"That's great but I gotta insist on one thing though ok?"
"Ok. what?"
"I'm paying ok?" he said with a smile. She smiled back at him.
"Yeah, thanks Pete, that'd be nice. Well I better be going now I guess. Nice to see you again in person." It was the first time they had seen each other in person for a couple of months. M.J. gave a final goodbye and shut the door behind her. Peter walked up to it, and with curiosity getting the better of him, he decided to take once last look at her through the peep hole on the door. To his shock he saw M.J. leaning against the wall opposite. Her arms were hugged against her body. Her face was full of pent up emotion being gently released through a single tear sliding down from her eye. Peter was about to go out and see her when she quickly wiped it away and walked off. He turned his back to the door. He fell against it and slowly slid down onto his knees. His head arched up, he began to speak.
"What have I done? I'm such a fool for letting her slip through my arms."