He landed on the nice little house next to the one her car pulled into. She lived only five or six blocks from his house. Her place was average looking, it had flowers in front and a colonial feel to it.
He did a little hop her house and climbed up to the second story. He peeked his covered head up to see through the window. It was a nice place, although the upstairs wasn't that big. He could see Amanda's room through her open bedroom door. It had white walls and wicker furniture. The door was shut to the room that he figured was her parent's room. There was a bathroom, which was to the left of her room.
He dropped onto the grass-covered yard and hid in a bush next to the garbage can. The kitchen was pretty big, and so was the den, which was attached to the kitchen and held a big plasma screen television. He couldn't check out the rest of the apartment because someone came to throw out the garbage, and he ducked inside the shrub.
Please let them not see me...please let them not see me...
"Spider-Man? Is that you?"Crud. She saw me.
He popped his head out of the bush and smiled under his mask.
"Uh...hi?"
"Hi…uh, what the heck are you doing here?" She answered back with the same tone of confusion. At least it was Amanda that found him and not her parents.
He climbed over the branches and dusted himself off.
"What? Are you the Friendly Neighborhood Gardener now?" She asked, holding a bag pull of trash.
He laughed, although he couldn't tell if she was joking or not.
"Sorry...My webbing slipped?"
"Don't ask me. I don't even wanna know what you were doing in there." She opened the garbage can and tossed the bag inside.
"Hey, I'm new around here, so I don't what I'm supposed to do if I see Spider-Man stalking me after school."
"I was not stalking you!" He said, half full of laughter.
She put her hands up in a peace-offering gesture.
"Hey, I just found a superhero in my shrubs! Sorry if it's inappropriate to make some accusations! What, were you looking things you could steal or at my mom's decorating style for some ideas you could use in your Spider-Cave or whatever the hell you call your lair?"
Spider-Man gave the back of his neck a little itch and sighed.
"I don't have a lair. Hey, uh…I should go...I've got...a...there's a cat stuck in a tree?"
"Yeah. That's a good idea. I'm sure as hell not stopping you. And don't bring that cat here, I'm allergic."
He smiled and shot off a web, waving before he was tugged off by it.
What a wack-a-doo, Amanda thought as she walked back inside. I wonder what he was really doing out there. He must feel pretty stupid.
And Amanda was right. He did feel pretty stupid.