It was almost 6 P.M. and Peter and Gwen were in their hotel. They were getting ready to eat the food they had ordered. They were having Caribbean meatball soup and it was mind blowing.

"Mm, this is really good." Peter said with his mouth full.

"You should have tried the ones back in New York. Now those were completely mind blowing." Gwen told him.

"Well maybe during thanksgiving break, I can, since we're going to have dinner with our families anyway." He said.

After they finished eating, they decided to watch a movie. Gwen insisted that they watch Twilight, much to his dismay. He groaned as he plopped down on the bed. "Twilight, Gwen? Seriously?"

Gwen chuckled. "Oh come on, it's a great movie."

"You just want to fawn over Robert Pattinson and Taylor Lautner." He remarked.

"I'm sure you'd prefer we watch Jennifer's Body, so you can drool all over Megan Fox." She said.

After the movie was over, she got ready to take a shower, while he waited for her. He took out his lap top and began to search for a nice job that involved newspapers.

10 minutes later, Gwen came out of the shower, changed in a nightgown. "So did you find anything?" She asked, curious about his online job hunt.

He shook his head. "Not yet, but don't worry, I will."

"I know you will Pete, I'm not worried." She gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "You're really great at taking pictures and touching things up, you know."

"Yeah, um right, touching things up." He replied, remembering that day when uncle Ben embarased him in the halls after seeing Gwen.

"Listen, Pete, I have to get back to my dorm. We have a 6:30 curfew. We um have to be back in our dorms, 6:30 sharp." She explained.

"Oh, well, what time is it now?" He looked at his lap top and saw that it was already 6:20. "Um, it's already 6:20, Gwen, but I think we can make it."

"Great, I already picked out what I want to wear tomorrow." She put the clothes she picked out for tomorrow in a bag, before wrapping the bag's handles around her arm like a purse.

She wrapped her arms around Peter, and he took off using his web shooters. They arrived the dorm by 6:28.

Chloe entered the dorm and saw Gwen sitting on her bed. "Oh hi Gwen, you already showered up? I was just talking with my music instructor. He's really impressed." She plopped down on her bed, before clearing her throat. "Anyway, I just wanted to apologize about earlier, you know? If I hurt your feelings, cause that's the last thing I would ever want to do to my roommate. I'd really like us to be friends, Gwen. I want us to have a fresh start."

Gwen smiled. "Yeah, a fresh start. I'd like that."

They shook hands.

"Great, I'm glad to hear that, roomie. I know it's curfew and all, but it's still a bit too early for bed. Don't you think?" Chloe asked.

Gwen nodded in reply.

"I thought so. I mean, for me, lights out aren't usually till 9:30 or 10. We can talk about fashion, what's in and what's out, celebrity gossip, and crushes." Chloe explained excitedly.

Gwen chuckled a little. Maybe things wouldn't be so bad after all with Chloe as a roommate. Maybe they had just got off on the wrong foot. Sure Chloe talked a lot about herself, but she seemed okay, right?

Chloe took out a fashion magazine from one of her desk bureau drawers. She had a lot of make up that she didn't put away yet. Gwen also took note that her roommate seemed very fond of the color pink. Her bureau and the drawers were a light pink, and the mirror's frame was also pink.

Their were posters of her favorite celebrities and posters of guys she found attractive on her wall. There were even thousands of pictures of her.

Gwen drowned Chloe out, by reading a book. It was a biology book with loads of interesting information about Molecular science. It was a perfect book for people who were going to college to learn these things.

Meanwhile Peter just found a great Newspaper place he could work at. It was called The News, and they were in desperate need for great photographers. He walked in the building and asked to speak to the manager.

"Yes?" The manager was a man who appeared to be somewhere in his 40's.

"Hi, I'm Peter Parker. I just saw your sign on the window about how you're desperate for great photographers. I really want to work here." He explained.

The manager nodded. "Okay, well I'm not just going to hire you right away, first I want to interview you. I want to find out how good you are with this kind of stuff and how willing and serious you are about this job."

Peter nodded. "Of course sir."

"If you want, I can hand you a paper to fill out." The manager handed Peter a sheet. "My name is Gregory, by the way. Gregory Johnson."

"Nice to meet you."

They shook hands.

"So um when's the interview?" Peter asked.

"Around 7:30 in the morning." Gregory replied. "Is that alright with you?"

"It's fine. It was nice meeting you, sir." Peter told him.

"You too son. You look kind of young. How old are you?" Gregory asked. He was surprised by how much Peter wanted to work here. The truth was, not many young people were interested in working at this place. Gregory was used to having people in their 30's or older, applying for this job.

"Nineteen. Nineteen and a half." Peter replied.

Gregory nodded. He had a feeling that Peter had yet to be in his early twenties. "Okay. It was a pleasure talking to you, Mr. Parker. You can take your time to look at that sheet I gave you, check our working hours and decide how long you'd like to work."

Peter smiled. "Thanks. I'll be here at 7:30 sharp for the interview."

He left the building in a great mood. He couldn't wait to start working here. He just had to get this job! He would prove to Gregory how willing he was to work here. He needed this job. It seemed interesting and he needed the money to support Gwen, himself and everything else.

While Gwen was engrossed in her book, she felt her cell phone vibrate and picked it up. "Hello? Oh hey Pete."

"I have an interview tomorrow at 7:30 a.m at The News. They might consider hiring me."

"That's great, Peter. I knew you'd find a great job." She was very proud of him.

Chloe who was resting against her pillow jumped up curiously. "Who are you talking too?"

"Oh it's Pete." Gwen replied before continuing her conversation with Peter. "Um, my roommate just wanted to know who I was talking too."

"Uh, how are things with your roommate?" He asked.

Gwen wasn't really sure how to answer that question. She didn't really know her roommate well enough yet but maybe they would end up being close friends. "Oh, things are going great. Uh, look, I gotta get ready for biology."

"Okay, good luck Gwen. I'll see you later."

After saying goodbye, they hung up.

Gwen got her lab coat, put it on and left the dorm. She headed for the laboratory for her course of the day. She was going to be looking at molecules through a telescope. She also had a clipboard with a piece of paper so she can write down her information on what she discovered.

An older man was watching her. He had been watching the way she was studying and was very impressed by the way she was engrossed in what she was doing. She seemed more passionate about science than the other students.

When Gwen was getting ready to leave, he stopped her. "Hi. The way you were working was very impressive."

She smiled. "Thanks."

"My name is Miles Warren and I'm a professor here."

"I'm Gwen, Gwen Stacy."

They shook hands.

"It's an honor to have you in this program, Gwen. It was nice meeting you."

"Yeah, it was nice meeting you too, Miles." She left the laboratory as he stared after her.

Chloe rushed over to Gwen. "Wait up, you're having lunch with me and my friends, come on." She grabbed her hands and went outside where the tables were. "Hey guys!" Chloe shouted.

"Hi." Valerie and Stephanie replied.

"Hey." Gwen plopped down on a chair.

"So, the girls and I were just talking about our upcoming performance at the Roxbury Nightclub. We were wondering if you'd like to come and watch us?" Chloe wondered.

"That sounds great, I'd love too." Gwen replied.

"Great, it's this Saturday by the way." Chloe informed her. She turned her attention on Valerie and Stephanie. "We have to keep practicing girls, if we want to be a huge hit. I'm the star and you'll be my back up singers. We'll go over the song after lunch."

Stephanie sighed. "But Chloe, you're already going to be a huge hit, like always. You're amazing."

"This isn't just about me being a huge hit, it's about you guys succeeding too, and what's the best way to start off than with backup singing?" Chloe insisted.

"I think she just insulted us." Valerie said.

Stephanie nodded.

"And you need that. Take American Idol for instance. Okay? There's a lot of wannabes who can't sing or dance that great and some who are just plain awful. The judges didn't just sit back and make them think they were great when the fact is, Even I'd perform better than a drunk hippo trying to do the moonwalk. How do you think people got there? How do you think we've got so many famous people? They improved themselves girl. Sometimes the truth hurts but it's either that or you make a fool out of yourself." Chloe explained.

"So what song will you be performing?" Gwen asked.

"Fancy by Iggy Azalea." Chloe replied.

"Hey Gwen, I really like your shirt." Valerie complimented.

Gwen looked down at her white shirt with the dog design. "Thanks. I made it myself."

Chloe's friends were suddenly very interested.

Stephanie gasped. "No way! You made that? All by yourself?"

Chloe was getting irritated. "Girls, can we please stay focused on something that is way more important here, like our big gig?" She was ignored.

"Okay," Valerie began. "You have got to show me how you made that shirt?"

"Guys! Most important person in the world talking here, me!" Chloe exclaimed, waving her hands around.

"Yeah, you have to show me too." Stephanie chimed in.

"Ugh!" Chloe jumped up. "When you guys are ready to be mature and stop talking about some stupid ugly mutt shirt, you have my number." She walked off.

The girls had no idea Chloe even left.

"Seriously girl, that design is amazing." Valerie complimented.

Gwen smiled. "Thanks, my dog was my inspiration of making this shirt."

"You have a dog?" Valerie asked with excitement. "What's its' name?"

"Ren. I uh got him a year and a half ago, shortly after my father died." Gwen replied sadly as she thought of her father.

The girls were sad to hear this.

"Your dad died?" Stephanie asked sadly.

Gwen nodded. "Yeah, he was killed. Someone killed him."

"Oh my God! What happened?"

Gwen didn't want to tell them that her former boss turned into a giant lizard and murdered her father, that would sound crazy. "Well, my dad was a cop and some gang member shot him."

"That is so sad." Tears filled Stephanie's eyes. "We're so sorry Gwen."

Gwen shook her head. "No, it's okay."

Chloe watched from afar as her own friends pitied Gwen and rolled her eyes at the sight. Who did this girl think she was?

"We're really sorry Gwen. " Valerie apologized.

"I lost my dad a few years ago." Stephanie confessed. "He was in the army and got shot."

"That's horrible." Gwen felt bad for her.

"It was. I was so angry at the guy who shot him."

Gwen nodded. "Yeah, sometimes I'm still mad at Kurt Con- the gang member who shot my father."

"You know," Valerie began. "You're a better person to talk too than Chloe." By this time, she and Stephanie both knew that Chloe had left.

"Yeah." Stephanie agreed. "She's so self obsorbed. All she talks about is herself. It's always Chloe this and Chloe that. She never cares about what we say unless it involves her and looking good."

"Sometimes we wonder why we still hang out with her. We 're not even sure if we want to be friends with her anymore." Valerie said.

"We don't even want to be performers. That's her dream. I'm more into sports, like Soccer and Volly Ball." Stephanie explained.

"Yeah and I want to be a veterinarian and care for sick animals." Valerie said.

"Well have you tried telling Chloe that musical theatre isn't what you want?" Gwen asked.

"We tried but our words fall on deaf ears. She doesn't care about us, it's all about her." Valerie replied. "When we tried telling her about what we wanted to do, she just laughed and told us not to be ridiculous."

"It's good to like different things you know. Not everyone's the same. This is your choice, okay? Not hers. She doesn't get to decide on your futures, that's your choice and I say go for it." Gwen encouraged.

Stephanie and Valerie smiled.

"What?" Chloe nearly shrieked. She was in the rehearsal room with Valerie and Stephanie.

"Look Chloe, we'll still perform for this one time. Theater's your passion, not ours." Valerie explained.

"Yeah, we want to do what we want." Stephanie agreed.

"And I've told you this once before girls, oh don't be ridiculous. I mean seriously Stephanie, with all the times you tripped during our rehearsals, you really think you're going to be a soccer star? And Valerie, you're gonna waist all your potential on a bunch of stupid animals?"

"I'm only waisting my potential by pleasing you instead of following my dream." Valerie retorted.

"Yeah and I only tripped because I felt pressured and I didn't get enough sleep because of how you overworked us!" Stephanie shouted. "You're a very selfish and mean person Chloe. You only care about yourself and looking good. You don't care about us. It's always all about you. We don't even want to be your friends anymore."

Chloe gasped. "How dare you talk to me like that! After everything I've done for you girls, if it weren't for me, you'd be the pathetic and confused low lives you really are. You should be thanking me."

"No! You're the one that's pathetic Chloe and we're done here. We won't be performing with you at all. Perform by yourself." Valerie told her. "Come on, let's go Steph."

"Don't you dare walk out on me! The only reason you're doing this is because of that Gwen nerd. Oh what does she know?" Chloe flipped her hair.

"More than you do and we just met." Valerie replied.

She and Stephanie left.

Chloe was really angry and irritated. "Gwen." She growled with hatred.

At around 6:30, Gwen entered her dorm. Chloe looked up from her magazine and shot Gwen a dirty look.

"So Gwen, how'd things go on your date?" Chloe asked, pretending to be curious.

"Oh things went great Chloe, thanks." Gwen sat on her bed.

Chloe faked a chuckle. "Of course they did. Everything's going great for you, isn't it?" She asked sarcastically. "Everyone just loves you and why do they love you? I'll never know."

Gwen was confused. "Chloe, what are you talking about?"

Chloe pretended she didn't hear her by acting like she was listening to her music. Chloe faked a surprised look as Gwen stared at her, confused.

"Hm? I'm sorry, did you say something Gwen?" She asked innocently.

"No, I just, I thought you had something to say."

"No but I probably should! Shouldn't I?" Chloe shouted. "I mean you sure had a lot to say, didn't you, Gwen?"

"Chloe, I don't know what's going on."

"I don't have my friends anymore thanks to your big mouth!" Chloe yelled.

"That's not my problem, that's yours. If you weren't so selfish, they'd still be your friends." Gwen replied.

"You have messed with the wrong person Gwen Stacy."