Disclaimer: Don't own any of the characters, Marvel does.

Summary: Jubilee has already graduated after being in Applegate private school (made the school up) for one year. She is now 16 and has a full scholarship at New York University and is working for the Daily Bugle.


"Peter Parker. What a lovely surprise." Was the first thing that came out of Jubilee's mouth.

"Yeah same here." Peter told her smiling and pulled a seat to sit across from her. He asked the same question he had asked her earlier in a somewhat serious tone, "So what are you doing here?"

Jubilee smiled sweetly at him and answered, "Well I work here. But what are you doing here?" Jubilee knew very well that Peter worked here way before she took the job and also knew that that one day they will bump into each other.

She just didn't anticipate that it will be this soon.

Peter shrugged, "The same reason you are. Can't believe that Jameson hired someone as young as you though." Peter said even though he wasn't that much older than her.

Peter did sense that that today wasn't exactly going smoothly for Jubilee, so he decided not to probe any further just yet.

"So you're in charge of the website? Huh. Guess they weren't kidding when they told me that Jameson hired a smart-ass kid." Peter smiled at her knowing that she hated being called a kid, but didn't mind being called a smart-ass.

"I'm not a kid." She replied angrily, but knew he was just trying to rile her up. "So what did you want anyways?"

"Jameson wants these pictures of Spider-Man and the Rhino fighting put up instead of the ones you have." Peter said, handing her an envelope that contained the pictures.

Jubilee quickly looked through them and picked out the ones the she liked.

"HEY JIM! SCAN THESE IN AND REPLACE THEM WITH THE ONES YOU PUT UP EARLIER." Jubilee yelled across the room and tossing them to someone that looked like he was in late twenties.

"SURE THING LEE. ANYTHING ELSE?" Jim yelled back.

Jubilee looked over to where Peter was sitting and he shook his head no.

"NOPE. AT LEAST NOT AT THE MOMENT."

"RIGHT LEE." Jim said knowing that Jameson always wanted something changed or added.

"So how is our friendly neighborhood spider doing these days? Doesn't he get mad at all for all the great pictures you take of him?"

Peter gave a small chuckle at this. "He's doing great. Although he did threaten me once about taking pictures of him, but that was a clone." Peter quickly added, "Long story," when Jubilee gave him a strange look.

"Yeah. Gotcha. So need anything else? I still got a column to turn in."

"A column?"

"Yup. A teen advice column to be exact. Still have a few to answer for tomorrow's paper.

"Wow, you've been here how long and you already have your own column. Jameson must really like you."

Jubilee couldn't help but to laugh out loud.

"Nah. I just turned in some examples of my work I did when I was in high school and didn't tell him that or my age. Mr. Jameson liked them, printed them and got quite a few responses. So he hired me."

"And as being in charge of the Bugle's website design?"

"I fixed the site once when it crashed and added some ideas of my own. Jameson liked them and found out that they were mine and wouldn't take no for an answer. And here I am, trying to keep up with the website, although I just let everyone do their own thing and only make certain changes when I need to, write my column, and keep up with my school work. But now if you don't mind, I got to finish this column before Jameson comes down on me."

"Right. Sorry didn't mean to keep you. We'll catch up later." Peter said getting up from his seat to leave, but Jubilee quickly stops him.

"Peter wait. If you don't mind, don't contact any of our friends about this. Please," Jubilee pleaded of him.

Peter looked at her confused why she would ask him of this. Unless…

"Alright. I won't."

"Promise?"

"Yeah, I promise. BUT we will catch up later, RIGHT?"

"Of course we will. I promise."

Satisfied with her answer, Peter left.

As Jubilee turned back to face her computer to continue to work she couldn't help but wonder, 'Who else am I going to run into today?'