Gwen looked around the room, imagining the people that would be there later. She shuddered; she hated crowds. All those eyes…. She breathed shakily and started drumming, as she drummed, she relaxed. She put all her focus and effort into her drumming. After a really catchy stream of drumming Gwen heard clapping and she grinned.
"Nice job, Gwen!" Peter called out.
Gwen jumped off the stage and tackle-hugged him.
"Wow! Excited to see me, huh?" He grinned cockily and Gwen punched him in the arm.
"It's been a bit, yeah. How have you been?" Gwen's brow furrowed.
Peter's Uncle Ben had been shot by a burglar that broke into their house a month ago and he had passed away.
"As…as well as can be expected." He said, smile fading, and he shrugged.
Gwen smiled sadly. She'd liked Uncle Ben, he was like an extra parent when hers were too busy for her.
Peter straightened up. "Let's go."
She shook her head. A lot had changed since she'd met Peter Parker.