Two days after Peter Parker had met Charlene Nandon for the first
time, Empire State University was alive with students walking, talking and
in some cases, running to their next class. However, for Charlene, her eyes
were constantly wondering over the campus in search of the nineteen year-
old, single superhero. The only problem that Charlene had was that none of
the guys at Empire State would be walking around in an authentic Spiderman
costume.
'He's here...' thought Charlene looking around 'I know he's here I just have to look for guys who have muscles bulging out of their shirts."
Charlene continued looking for Spiderman all afternoon when suddenly she realized that she was late for her chemistry class. She picked up her books and ran down the halls to Dr. Peighton's class. As she was running her shoelaces came undone and she tripped over them. She braced herself for impact on the cold cement floor, but it never came.
'Someone caught me! Oh thank the good Lord in heaven I'm not going to be the laughing stalk!' Charlene thought gratefully
Charlene looked up at her rescuer and smiled.
"Thanks so much. Wow, you got some nice reflexes there," said Charlene smiling.
"It was no problem, I'm Peter Parker," said Peter holding out his hand
"Charlene Nandon. Pleased to meet you," said Charlene and shook Peter's hand.
Something clicked in Peter's mind. 'This is that reporter who interviewed me two days ago...'
"I haven't seen you around campus Charlene, are you new?" asked Peter
"New? No, I'm not new. I just spend a lot of my time at work rather than hang around here at school," Charlene said
"Oh alright. Well maybe I'll see you around," said Peter as he ran off to his next class
"Yea...I'll see you," said Charlene with a look of wonder in her eyes
'He seems familiar...but I can't figure out where I've seen him,' she thought to herself 'Oh well...CRAP! I'm late!' and with that last thought she ran off to her chemistry class.
That night Charlene sat in her apartment thinking about another way that she could catch Spiderman's attention and perhaps get to know him a little better.
"I could throw myself off a building...no, to risky," she said out loud pacing the living room.
"I could...WHAT AM I THINKING? All I need to do is find him and talk. That's it, its so simple!" said Charlene in a bit too nervous way, "I am getting way to obsessed over this. It's only a guy! With a great body and a great personality. Ok Charlene you are going to go find Spiderman and you are going to talk to him if that's the last thing to you this week," she said triumphantly as she stopped herself to look at the time. It was eight thirty at night.
'Well, there's no time like the present,' thought Charlene chuckling as she grabbed her coat and left her apartment in search of the amazing Spiderman.
At night, Manhattan can be a very dangerous place. Not to mention the psycho criminals who dress of in fancy costumes and give themselves witty nicknames. But a lot of the crime comes from every day people. That's the reason why they need an every day guy to help the every day people who are getting violated by the every day criminals! That theory was made up by none other than Peter Parker who stood up to these 'every day criminals' and made Manhattan a safer place to live. And he happened to be doing that job at the same moment Charlene Nandon wandered the streets looking for him.
Charlene was walking down a dark street with she felt something poking into her side.
"Don't make a sound and follow me," an unknown voice said
Charlene followed this mans directions and she followed them right into a dark alley in the middle of nowhere. She didn't know what to expect but when the man turned her around quickly and banged her up against a wall she knew it wasn't going to be good. So what do all girls getting raped do? Well, Charlene screamed like hell. One good scream was all it took and the wall-crawling hero was at her side in an instant.
"Well, we meet again Miss. Nandon," said Spiderman as he webbed up her attacker.
"I was hoping we would meet on more civil terms but this will do. How have you been?" asked Charlene
"Uh," Spiderman was caught a bit off guard at the question "I guess I've been alright. Uh...how about you?" he asked
"Can't complain," said Charlene looking up at the hero who was sticking to the wall in front of her, "Listen about our little interview the other day, I just want to let you know that I haven't said a word to anyone. I want to get to know you Spiderman. I want to be your friend, you know? I'm just trying to be nice," Charlene seemed to have said this all in one breathe because she was gasping for air after having finished.
"I understand. I must admit there's a certain charm about you, I can sense that you mean well. Listen do you want a ride home? Cause I was going to get home myself but I can make a quick stop," offered Spiderman
Charlene couldn't believe what she was hearing. A ride home? WITH SPIDERMAN? SCORE!
"Sure that would be great," said Charlene trying to contain her excitement
Spiderman picked up Charlene in one swift movement and went swinging all along the streets of Manhattan when they finally came to a stop on the top of a random building. He put her down gently on the roof and was scratching his head looking around.
"Charlene, where do you live anyway?" said Spiderman in a confused way
"Oh! I'm sorry I forgot to tell you! I live on the corner of 8th and Main. It's the big apartment building you can't miss it. I'm on the tenth floor," said Charlene
"Ok, that's good information to have when you're dropping someone off at their house," said Spiderman with a chuckle
With that last comment Spiderman and Charlene were back at it again; swinging through to city in a fast motion. The ground below was almost a blur because of the speed that they were going at. When they finally came to stop at Charlene's house, she stepped onto her balcony and looked at Spiderman.
"Thanks a lot for that, I know it wasn't a big deal for you but it was awesome," said Charlene
"It was no problem. Listen I have to get going but I'm starting to feel really bad that you want to be friends and I can't do...friend stuff," said Spiderman a little bit embarrassed
"What do you mean?" asked Charlene
"Well, lets say you wanted to catch a movie some time, that's not possible because I can't very well show up in this getup and not be harassed by people who actually take the Daily Bugle seriously," he said
Charlene looked at him curiously.
"Well, then we might have to do something about that now won't we? Tomorrow what time does your last class finish?" asked Charlene anxiously
"I think around five thirty," said Spiderman
"Ok, meet me on top of the south most building and we can hang around or something," said Charlene putting the emphasis on 'hang'.
"Uh, I don't know...I mean it's a bit risky, and how are you going to get permission to get on the roof anyway?" said Spiderman in disbelief
"I'm a reporter. It's my job and don't worry about me. Just worry about getting there for five thirty," Charlene said with a smile.
"Alright, I'll try my best. See you tomorrow Charlene and be careful where you walk at night!" said Spiderman as he jumped off her balcony and swung into the darkness.
"Yea, I'll be careful," Charlene sighed
When Charlene walked into her apartment and sat down on her bed.
'Spiderman actually trusts me. Maybe I can earn his trust even more to let him tell me who he really is,' she thought to herself
With that last thought Charlene's head hit her pillow and she instantly fell asleep.
'He's here...' thought Charlene looking around 'I know he's here I just have to look for guys who have muscles bulging out of their shirts."
Charlene continued looking for Spiderman all afternoon when suddenly she realized that she was late for her chemistry class. She picked up her books and ran down the halls to Dr. Peighton's class. As she was running her shoelaces came undone and she tripped over them. She braced herself for impact on the cold cement floor, but it never came.
'Someone caught me! Oh thank the good Lord in heaven I'm not going to be the laughing stalk!' Charlene thought gratefully
Charlene looked up at her rescuer and smiled.
"Thanks so much. Wow, you got some nice reflexes there," said Charlene smiling.
"It was no problem, I'm Peter Parker," said Peter holding out his hand
"Charlene Nandon. Pleased to meet you," said Charlene and shook Peter's hand.
Something clicked in Peter's mind. 'This is that reporter who interviewed me two days ago...'
"I haven't seen you around campus Charlene, are you new?" asked Peter
"New? No, I'm not new. I just spend a lot of my time at work rather than hang around here at school," Charlene said
"Oh alright. Well maybe I'll see you around," said Peter as he ran off to his next class
"Yea...I'll see you," said Charlene with a look of wonder in her eyes
'He seems familiar...but I can't figure out where I've seen him,' she thought to herself 'Oh well...CRAP! I'm late!' and with that last thought she ran off to her chemistry class.
That night Charlene sat in her apartment thinking about another way that she could catch Spiderman's attention and perhaps get to know him a little better.
"I could throw myself off a building...no, to risky," she said out loud pacing the living room.
"I could...WHAT AM I THINKING? All I need to do is find him and talk. That's it, its so simple!" said Charlene in a bit too nervous way, "I am getting way to obsessed over this. It's only a guy! With a great body and a great personality. Ok Charlene you are going to go find Spiderman and you are going to talk to him if that's the last thing to you this week," she said triumphantly as she stopped herself to look at the time. It was eight thirty at night.
'Well, there's no time like the present,' thought Charlene chuckling as she grabbed her coat and left her apartment in search of the amazing Spiderman.
At night, Manhattan can be a very dangerous place. Not to mention the psycho criminals who dress of in fancy costumes and give themselves witty nicknames. But a lot of the crime comes from every day people. That's the reason why they need an every day guy to help the every day people who are getting violated by the every day criminals! That theory was made up by none other than Peter Parker who stood up to these 'every day criminals' and made Manhattan a safer place to live. And he happened to be doing that job at the same moment Charlene Nandon wandered the streets looking for him.
Charlene was walking down a dark street with she felt something poking into her side.
"Don't make a sound and follow me," an unknown voice said
Charlene followed this mans directions and she followed them right into a dark alley in the middle of nowhere. She didn't know what to expect but when the man turned her around quickly and banged her up against a wall she knew it wasn't going to be good. So what do all girls getting raped do? Well, Charlene screamed like hell. One good scream was all it took and the wall-crawling hero was at her side in an instant.
"Well, we meet again Miss. Nandon," said Spiderman as he webbed up her attacker.
"I was hoping we would meet on more civil terms but this will do. How have you been?" asked Charlene
"Uh," Spiderman was caught a bit off guard at the question "I guess I've been alright. Uh...how about you?" he asked
"Can't complain," said Charlene looking up at the hero who was sticking to the wall in front of her, "Listen about our little interview the other day, I just want to let you know that I haven't said a word to anyone. I want to get to know you Spiderman. I want to be your friend, you know? I'm just trying to be nice," Charlene seemed to have said this all in one breathe because she was gasping for air after having finished.
"I understand. I must admit there's a certain charm about you, I can sense that you mean well. Listen do you want a ride home? Cause I was going to get home myself but I can make a quick stop," offered Spiderman
Charlene couldn't believe what she was hearing. A ride home? WITH SPIDERMAN? SCORE!
"Sure that would be great," said Charlene trying to contain her excitement
Spiderman picked up Charlene in one swift movement and went swinging all along the streets of Manhattan when they finally came to a stop on the top of a random building. He put her down gently on the roof and was scratching his head looking around.
"Charlene, where do you live anyway?" said Spiderman in a confused way
"Oh! I'm sorry I forgot to tell you! I live on the corner of 8th and Main. It's the big apartment building you can't miss it. I'm on the tenth floor," said Charlene
"Ok, that's good information to have when you're dropping someone off at their house," said Spiderman with a chuckle
With that last comment Spiderman and Charlene were back at it again; swinging through to city in a fast motion. The ground below was almost a blur because of the speed that they were going at. When they finally came to stop at Charlene's house, she stepped onto her balcony and looked at Spiderman.
"Thanks a lot for that, I know it wasn't a big deal for you but it was awesome," said Charlene
"It was no problem. Listen I have to get going but I'm starting to feel really bad that you want to be friends and I can't do...friend stuff," said Spiderman a little bit embarrassed
"What do you mean?" asked Charlene
"Well, lets say you wanted to catch a movie some time, that's not possible because I can't very well show up in this getup and not be harassed by people who actually take the Daily Bugle seriously," he said
Charlene looked at him curiously.
"Well, then we might have to do something about that now won't we? Tomorrow what time does your last class finish?" asked Charlene anxiously
"I think around five thirty," said Spiderman
"Ok, meet me on top of the south most building and we can hang around or something," said Charlene putting the emphasis on 'hang'.
"Uh, I don't know...I mean it's a bit risky, and how are you going to get permission to get on the roof anyway?" said Spiderman in disbelief
"I'm a reporter. It's my job and don't worry about me. Just worry about getting there for five thirty," Charlene said with a smile.
"Alright, I'll try my best. See you tomorrow Charlene and be careful where you walk at night!" said Spiderman as he jumped off her balcony and swung into the darkness.
"Yea, I'll be careful," Charlene sighed
When Charlene walked into her apartment and sat down on her bed.
'Spiderman actually trusts me. Maybe I can earn his trust even more to let him tell me who he really is,' she thought to herself
With that last thought Charlene's head hit her pillow and she instantly fell asleep.