Okay, just so all you know, I will update a chapter whenever a idea comes to me. That will explain the random time lengths between my updating chapters. Also, I have a nasty habit to not proof read my work. This is in the Spider-Man Movie universe (not the Amazing Spider-Man) Again, this has to do with the people from the subway. I tend to write my chapters quickly, because I am usually in a hurry to go somewhere and I just don't have the time to proof read. I kind of just do it as I type, but I don't catch very many mistakes. So ignore my little mistakes, but please notify me if I majorly screw something up. Ready for the next chapter? I am ;)
Chapter 2.
"Where is that boy?" A middle aged man sighed, clearly irritated. He looked up at the clock and back at the door, "He is 30 minutes late... Again."
A woman who appeared to be in her near 40s looked up from the rack of CD's in front of her. She looked over to the mumbling store manager, he seemed to be very irritated. He looked over at her making her quickly glance away.
"You! Do you have a job?"
"Um, no...?" She replied hesitantly.
"Good. Do you want one?" He looked her up and down, making sure she didn't have some noticeable physical disability.
"Why do you ask?" She looked over at him with curiosity, then decided to read his name tag so she at least knew who she was talking to. Apparently, his name was Chris.
"Well, one is about to open up." The manager, Chris, looked over at the door, and squinted his eyes trying to see better. "In about 30 seconds.." The lady looked at him confused.
A soft ring echoed around the small store, announcing the arrival of another customer. Chris crossed his arms, looked over at the clock and back to the young man who just walked into the store. The young man looked down as if he were ashamed, then cautiously approached the manager. It wasn't until the boy looked up again when recognition struck the lady. Those blue eyes... That hair... She was shocked. She had never dreamed to live to see a day like this. Here was the amazing Spider-Man. Dressed as the average every day person, going to work like everybody else.
"Peter Parker. Your late. Again." Chris said in a blank tone. He was clearly very upset.
"I'm sorry! Really, I am. I tried my best to get here on time, but there was this disturbance in the city and-" Peter was cut off by the manager.
"Another disturbance? Peter, what is with you and all this 'disturbances'? You have never been early or on time a day on this job. I'm afraid I'm going to have to fire you." Chris sighed and looked over at Peter with a sad, displeased look.
The woman pushed a light brown lock of hair away from her eyes and towards her ear. She didn't know whether to giggle at the thought of the all powerful Spider-Man being talked down to from a measly, almost overweight man, or to be sympathetic for the guy. He did just loose his job. But... Isn't Spider-Man like incredibly rich? He is just about the most famous man in New York.
"B-but Chris-" He paused after seeing his boss slightly narrow his eyes. "Uhh, sir, please, you gotta give me a second chance. I-"
"I've already given you a second chance Parker! Hell, I've even given you a third chance. I'm a fair guy but, I can't run this store by myself." Chris interrupted.
"I'm trying to juggle two jobs here, still I can barely pay my rent as it is. I can't afford to loose this job... It will send me out on the streets." Peter begged, his head hung low.
"Parker, I can't keep a unreliable employee, I'm sorry, but you're job here is over."
The woman's mouth dropped open. Spider-Man poor? Struggling to survive just like the rest of us New Yorkers. She felt for the guy, she really did. Having to balance his two totally different lives. She watched as he walked out of the story, slouched in defeat. The woman looked over at Chris who was about to speak, undoubtedly a job proposal towards her. She sighed, she couldn't take Spider-Man's job... Er... Other job. Not his super hero job. Quickly she walked out of the store, almost breaking into a run. She had to talk with him.
"Oh! Excuse me sir," She raised her voice, hoping he would hear her, despite the distance between them. Thankfully, he did. His head snapped up and he turned to look at her. She briskly walked towards him.
"Uh, hello... Do I know you?" Peter asked, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.
"No, no, you don't. But I couldn't help but over hear your conversation with that store manager." She said sympathetically.
"Oh, yeah..."
"I was just wondering if maybe I could help you find a job... or something." A kind smile appeared on her lips.
"Is that a weird way of asking me out on a date?" Peter tipped his head, scanning over the woman in front of him. She looked to be in her late 30s. "If so, I don't really know you-" He was interrupted by her speaking.
"No," She laughed a bit. "I'm to old to date you... But that's besides the point. I was just seeing if I could help. I'm Sally Sue by the way," She reached her arm out, to shake his hand.
"Peter Parker," He said while shaking her hand. "B-" the loud sirens from rushing police cards blared in the distance, cutting Peter's sentence off. He backed up several steps, plots forming in his mind on how he can quickly ditch the woman without appearing to be rude. "Listen I-"
"Gotta go. I understand." She smiled again, watching him run to a nearby alley. Within seconds Spider-Man swung out, rushing towards the sound of sirens. "Thank you, Spider-Man..."
Several weeks later while Peter was checking his mail, he found a check written to him for 2,000 dollars. It didn't reveal who it came from, unfortunately.
Meanwhile, Sally was happily watching her blonde haired son playing with a Spider-Man action figure. I hope it will be enough to you hold you for a bit, Peter. She thought, her eyes drifting over to the TV where a news station was going on about how Spider-Man saved a certain blonde haired boy from a shooting.