p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"strong style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"Midtown High School (Peter Parker 14 years old)/strong/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Peter came home after a crappy day only to feel even more the absence of his Uncle Ben and the two month anniversary since he passed away. What bugged him the most was those weird things he could do since the bug bit him and even though he was thinking about a lot of things today, he just wanted to lie down and watch TV./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Months had passed and soon, he realized exactly what the bite had caused him, it was weird, yes, but it was cool at the same time. And believe it, everything was going well, you could say that , until he had the magnificent idea of getting to be an idiot in some blue and red tights hahaha if May could saw it , she would scoff because she could add makeup and be a very cheap version of the almighty Drag Queen. However, back to the point despite the financial state and understanding how everything is handled now in his body he started to stop petty crime and help grannies with their cats, it was the fair thing to do./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"And everything was going along in a decent way, until he came up with the great idea of getting Uncle Ben killed in the most asshole way in life, really ...he would never forgive himself, just that. Who could forgive killing the only real source of security in his short and miserable existence. Yes, it was an accident, but one thing lead to another and now ...now he was almost alone. May worked almost 24/7 at the hospital, not only for trying to take responsibility for the lack of money from Uncle Ben's contribution, but for now running away to pain. Peter also did the same, unfortunately he didn't know how to cope with the pain and the best decision was really to be in school, take extracurriculars to the max and be freaking spiderman, weird name, yeah, he cared too much, no./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"He had given up triathlon, without Uncle Ben's occasional contributions it was very difficult for him to stay on the team and the end of the day, it was all a case of living (or rather surviving) on a day to day basis, at other times eating or paying the light and he quickly found he had to make sad faces at the lady who delivered the food at school, so she would give him an extra apple, his metabolism was a different thing now and he couldn't tell anyone anything. He was lonely, his friends Ned and MJ loved him of course they did, but they definitely hadn't reached that level of trust yet and his Aunt May was a ghost now in his life. Nothing more to add. br /Flash for his part couldn't miss, now he had one more reason to make fun of the damn kid, the damn orphan boy. In reality, nothing really mattered to him anymore, he was nothing short of considering the end of his life in a self-perpetuating way, it was really an automatic thing now, getting up, eating, doing chores, trying to breathe through severe attacks of asthma and sleep. He was just looking to not feel the pain./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"The months went on and the only thing that got him out of the rut was the person he truly admired in the world, Tony /"Hi May."br /"Hi! How was school?"br /"It went well. Auntie outside there's a very strange car." And even if it all sucked, right at that instant he almost dropped his heart down a skyscraper. Tony FREAKIN Stark was sitting on his /"Oh, Mr. Parker."br /"Whh..what? What are you doing? Howdy, I'm Pe..Pe..Pe..Pe..Peter. And what are you doing here?" for the first time in months Peter felt /"It's about time to meet each other... Did you get my e-mails?"br /"Yes. Listen, that thing about..."br /"You didn't tell me about the scholarship!"br /"The scholarship, aunt."br /"The September Foundation."br /"Yes." Peter didn't understand, but who the hell wouldn't play along with Tony /"Yeah, you applied for it, remember?"br /"Emm, yeah..."br /"I approved it and now we're partners."br /"But you never said anything to me, what's the matter, now you're going to keep secrets from me?"br /"It's just that I know how much you love surprises. So, I decided to tell you when I got it. Never mind, what does the scholarship comprise?"br /"That's just what I was coming to discuss."br /"Okay."br /"Let's discuss it, okay."br /"It's very hard for me to believe that you're someone's aunt."br /"Um, if we come in several models."br /"Well, whatever, show me your room Peter!"/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Peter came home after a crappy day only to feel even more the absence of his Uncle Ben and the two month anniversary since he passed away. What bugged him the most was those weird things he could do since the bug bit him and even though he was thinking about a lot of things today, he just wanted to lie down and watch TV./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"br /"How was school Peter?" He just sighed, there wasn't much to say after all. br /"Typical..."br /May sat down on the couch, while Peter gave in to lay his head on his aunt's legs unable to refuse a premium scalp massagebr /"You're wheezing again, honey."br /"So...there's nothing I can do to make it better."br /"You know next week I'll double shifts and maybe-"br /"No, leave it. I know what you're going to say"br /"Pete, I really have to do this, it's my duty-"br /"May, it's okay. I don't want to be a burden. I know we can't afford health insurance with your new job and, it's okay, I don't need it, I'm fine."br /"You call it fine to have 7 attacks in the last month?"br /Peter just closed his eyes and let the warm sunshine filter through his /"It was my fault. I did gym class "br /"What a pathetic excuse Peter, you know what...it's a trigger."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""And you know I can't be exonerated if I don't have a doctor's order."br /"They don't accept you from the elementary anymore, do they?"br /"May, they don't accept it since 4 years at school. I ...I'm sorry I was born that way, I really am."br /"Oh Peter, you are not to blame for this. It's just...you know since Ben died I can't...I-"Peter sat down next to his aunt and hugged /"You're not to blame for anything, just...it was a stupid accident and I, I promise to work more hours at Delmar. Maybe I can get some allergy tablets."br /"You know that's not enough..."br /"Leave it alone May, I'll be fine, I promise."br /"Don't promise what you can't keep Pete."br /May got up choking back tears and locked herself in the room. Just the same. That night she would end up on the floor of the hallway of her Queens apartment gasping for oxygen and watching her sats go down the drain. At least he hoped that the night he died May would be by his side indulging his laughter. Life was a little unfair./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Months had passed and soon, he realized exactly what the bite had caused him, it was weird, yes, but it was cool at the same time. And believe it, everything was going well, you could say that , until he had the magnificent idea of getting to be an idiot in some blue and red tights hahaha if May could saw it , she would scoff because she could add makeup and be a very cheap version of the almighty Drag Queen. However, back to the point despite the financial state and understanding how everything is handled now in his body he started to stop petty crime and help grannies with their cats, it was the fair thing to do./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"And everything was going along in a decent way, until he came up with the great idea of getting Uncle Ben killed in the most asshole way in life, really ...he would never forgive himself, just that. Who could forgive killing the only real source of security in his short and miserable existence. Yes, it was an accident, but one thing lead to another and now ...now he was almost alone. May worked almost 24/7 at the hospital, not only for trying to take responsibility for the lack of money from Uncle Ben's contribution, but for now running away to pain. Peter also did the same, unfortunately he didn't know how to cope with the pain and the best decision was really to be in school, take extracurriculars to the max and be freaking spiderman, weird name, yeah, he cared too much, no./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"He had given up triathlon, without Uncle Ben's occasional contributions it was very difficult for him to stay on the team and the end of the day, it was all a case of living (or rather surviving) on a day to day basis, at other times eating or paying the light and he quickly found he had to make sad faces at the lady who delivered the food at school, so she would give him an extra apple, his metabolism was a different thing now and he couldn't tell anyone anything. He was lonely, his friends Ned and MJ loved him of course they did, but they definitely hadn't reached that level of trust yet and his Aunt May was a ghost now in his life. Nothing more to add. br /Flash for his part couldn't miss, now he had one more reason to make fun of the damn kid, the damn orphan boy. In reality, nothing really mattered to him anymore, he was nothing short of considering the end of his life in a self-perpetuating way, it was really an automatic thing now, getting up, eating, doing chores, trying to breathe through severe attacks of asthma and sleep. He was just looking to not feel the pain./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"The months went on and the only thing that got him out of the rut was the person he truly admired in the world, Tony /"Hi May."br /"Hi! How was school?"br /"It went well. Auntie outside there's a very strange car." And even if it all sucked, right at that instant he almost dropped his heart down a skyscraper. Tony FREAKIN Stark was sitting on his /"Oh, Mr. Parker."br /"Whh..what? What are you doing? Howdy, I'm Pe..Pe..Pe..Pe..Peter. And what are you doing here?" for the first time in months Peter felt /"It's about time to meet each other... Did you get my e-mails?"br /"Yes. Listen, that thing about..."br /"You didn't tell me about the scholarship!"br /"The scholarship, aunt."br /"The September Foundation."br /"Yes." Peter didn't understand, but who the hell wouldn't play along with Tony /"Yeah, you applied for it, remember?"br /"Emm, yeah..."br /"I approved it and now we're partners."br /"But you never said anything to me, what's the matter, now you're going to keep secrets from me?"br /"It's just that I know how much you love surprises. So, I decided to tell you when I got it. Never mind, what does the scholarship comprise?"br /"That's just what I was coming to discuss."br /"Okay."br /"Let's discuss it, okay."br /"It's very hard for me to believe that you're someone's aunt."br /"Um, if we come in several models."br /"Well, whatever, show me your room Peter!"/p
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