{rtf1ansiansicpg1252deff0deflang1033{fonttbl{f0fswissfcharset0 Arial;}} {generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1503;}viewkind4uc1pardf0fs20 Chapter Threepar par tab Peter woke up the next day feeling great. He stretched and got dressed, not even bothering to get his glasses. He ran down the stairs energetically and couldn't wait to get to school to tell MJ and Harry about what he had done last night. He grabbed a peice of bacon and his bag and sped out the door. Walking cheerfully out the door, he was fine until he saw the bus zip past him. He groaned realizing that the bus left at 8:00 on Thursdays. par i Oh well, I'll just be late. It's not like it'll be on my record or anything, I mean graduation is tomorrow.Ipar i0 --par He arrived at his first class, AP English half an hour late. His teacher didn't acknowledge his tardiness and he was grateful for that. He wasn't even thinking about what was happening in class. He was reminising about the night before when he realized he had obtained new powers. When the bell rang for the next class he stopped and sighed.par It was gym class.par The class Peter had loathed all through high school. He didn't even know why he had to take it, it's not like it was an academic subject. Peter was always the one being picked on or the one they threw the balls at. He was pretty much beaten down when they played Dodgeball or Basketball. He walked into the gym and saw numerous basketballs scattered along the ground.par i Great, just great. Basketball. i0par He hurried into the locker room and took his time changing. When he got out the coach pointed him to be on the team opposite Flash Thompson and his gang. par "Alright kids settle down. Right, five people per team... Since it's the last day of your high school uh... life... we thought you guys should play a game, since we won't be needing any fitness at this point in the year. Right, start when you'd like." The teacher walked away and sat on the bleachers.par "Hah, you really think you can play? Puny Parker?" One of the guys on the other team said.par "Yeah, seriously, why don't you just cut this class it'd do us all some good." Another one said.par "C'mon guys lets just start," Flash said, walking over to the middle of the court. par Peter was determined to give it his all this time, even if his "all" was really terrible. Since it was their last day he figured he should at least try to not be beaten up for once. par Flash dribbled the ball towards the basket on their side when Peter decided now was the time to show Flash that he wasn't a wimp. Even if he was, he was a brave wimp. par i Yeah, makes sense. A brave wimp. Good thing those two contradict themselves... i0 He thought.par Peter leapt towards Flash and stole the ball right out from under him. It seemed like the entire class just froze right there. No one had ever landed a steal on Flash succesfully. He was the schools best basketball player. Peter immediately raised his hands and shot the ball into his net from half-court. Everyone was silent now. They were all thinking the same thing: i How in the world did puny Parker get so good?par i0 Peter didn't know what happened. It felt like Flash was slowly dribbling the ball and Peter could snatch it away from right under his nose. It seemed like he could see things in slow motion and act before any one else could. par "Parker!" par Peter turned to see the coach walking towards him, astonished.par "Bravo Parker, Bravo! How in the hell did you manage that? Even Thompson here couldn't pull off a half-court shot! Can you do it again?" He said excitedly. par "Uhh... I'll try..." Peter said, trying to avoid making eye contact with the death glares coming from Flash and his buddies.par Peter dribbled the ball twice, lifted it and shot it perfectly into the net. From half court. Again.par "Parker, Parker, Parker! Why haven't you tried out for my team?!" He said, smiling.par "Uhhh I don't usually have time..." Peter replied, scratching his head. He was awful at Basketball and he had no idea why some hidden talent chose his last day of High school to appear.par "You've got some talent boy! I reccomend you go for Basketball at your College!" The coach said. par "Oh uh... sure, Mr. Brett." Peter replied awkwardly.par --par Peter rushed out of the gym before Flash could pummel him for beating him at Basketball. He was looking for MJ and Harry to tell them what happened when it hit him.par i Why would MJ want to know? Heck, she probably wouldn't care. Her old boyfriend was a basketball champion. i0par He sighed and walked on to his next class, a little sunken looking.par --par When class finally ended for the day, there were loud cheers in the hallways coming from every senior there. Peter walked towards the entrance when yet again, he heard a "Parker!" from behind him. He didn't need to turn to recognize that voice.par Flash Thompson.par Coming to give him a farewell beating.par Great.par "Hi." Peter said, awkwardly. He didn't know why he should be ashamed of being better at Basketball then Flash. par "I wanna talk to you," Flash said. He sent him a sarcastic smile as he flung his fist forward. par Peter was prepared to be pummeled until he realized he hadn't been hit at all. All he felt was a little breeze. He looked up to see that he had succesfully dodged his punch. Peter laughed a little, and Flash got even angrier, thinking that Peter was acting cocky.par "I'll get you you little..." Flash sent a series of punches his way and Peter managed to dodge all of them.par There was now a crowd of people surrounding them. Peter dodged another punch, this time by backflipping out of the way. The crowd gasped at this, wondering how in the world Peter had become some sort of gymnast overnight.par "Flash, please, stop." He heard someone from the crowd say. Peter turned around to see Mary Jane looking concerned.par "Peter, Peter are you all right? Peter look out!!!" She cried and before Peter could turn Flash's fist was coming his way. Strangely, Peter felt as though he already knew what was coming and rolled out of the way. par Flash was so frustrated now that he screwed the punches and ran headfirst at Peter. Peter jumped up and pushed off a wall to somersault right over Flash's head. Unfortunately, Peter misjudged the difference and he flew straight into the wall. He fell down on the ground and looked up to see Flash standing over him.par "You've really pissed me off, Parker." He said. Peter's shocked face must've shown through because Flash snickered and raised his right leg, preparing to kick him into the next century.par Peter saw his foot coming in slow motion again. He couldn't explain this weird... sense... he had. He reacted immediately and with superhuman speed, grabbed Flash's foot and absorbed the shock into his hand, tripping Flash with the other. He fell face first on the ground. Peter stood up triumphantly. He'd finally gotten Flash. For once. Instead of the crowd cheering him on as they usually did for Flash, they all were silent and shocked looking. He looked over at Harry, who was smirking, and MJ, who looked concerned.par --par When the crowds of people had left the school, Peter was left alone in the hall leaning against a wall. He was more confused than ever. How was he able to see things before they came at him? How was he suddenly a super strong, super fast athlete? He'd never done any of this before. Then it hit him.par The spider bite.par i Of course! How did I not see it before... the tour guide said they were genetically altered... super spiders... the one I saw lifting the rock! I must've some how acquired their traits! par ==par i0 Peter walked home alone that day with a full intention of going straight home. He wondered if there was anyone else who had these powers. par i Most likely not.... those things have been around at least a year... i0 He thought.par Peter was so absorbed in his thoughts that he failed to notice a speeding car heading straight for him.par Luckily for him, he was already soaring through the air before the car was near enough to hit him. The spider-sense had kicked in again and warned him. He had immediately reacted to it. He was clearing about 25 feet of air before he crashed straight into a building wall. par "Oh crap, oh crap...." He scampered on the wall, looking for a foothold and started to fall before he stopped. He had found a hold on the wall.par "Thank goodness..." He sighed. Until he realized he wasn't on a foothold. He was i stickingi0 to the wall. par Sticking.par First he had jumped four stories high, then he had stuck to a wall?! His day was getting even crazier. par "Uuuhh.. Okay... right, so now how do I get down?" He couldn't jump, he'd break his back doing that. It was clear pavement on the bottom. He lifted one hand off the wall and put it back down. It stuck again. Then a crazy idea hit him.par He started to climb. He actually was climbing up the side of a building. par "Holy crap!" He exclaimed. He reached the top of the building and peeked over. He was about six stories up. Well, no way down now. He looked around and saw a building next to him. He started running straight for the edge of the building. When he reached the side, he leapt. He jumped about 30 feet. He soared high over the building and landed on the next with ease.par "Yes!!! This is so amazing." He said. He sauntered over to the edge of the building and looked down. His breath caught right in his throat from suprise. Walking on the street far below, was a red-headed girl. It was Mary Jane! par "Wow, wouldn't she love to hear what I've been up to!" But then he froze. Telling MJ is not a good idea, He thought. What would she think of him then? Would she think he was a freak? Would she be afraid of him? par "I shouldn't tell her. It would freak her out. I'll just keep it to myself." Peter said. He walked over to the edge of the building and climbed down into an alley below. He ran over to meet MJ on the sidewalk.par "MJ! Hey MJ!" He said running up to her.par "Peter! Hey!" She said, smiling.par "Listen MJ, I'm really sorry for uh... y'know, for getting Flash like I did.... I'm sorry If I hurt him... I mean-" par "Pete. It's alright, he'll be fine. He's only worrying about his chances with the girls now." She said.par "Is he okay?" par "Don't worry about him Pete, he's just a little bruised. I'm sure its nothing compared to what you've gone through all these years." par "Yeah, well... uh..."par Peter found that they were already at his house. He was a little dissapointed that they're conversation had only consisted of Flash. par "Well Pete, I'll see you at graduation, alright?" She said, smiling.par "Yeah, sure, definately. See you MJ." par "And Pete... Thanks... for being a good friend." She said, and walked into her house.par i I love you, Mary Jane...i0 He thought sadly.par }