Different.

''Peter Pacutie.''

"Wow, spiderman?" I was telling Peter all about yesterday. "Yeah! His amazing and saved my life!" 

"I wish I could of been there but my aunt May, she needed me to get something for her." He hesistated for a moment. 

"It wasnt exactly the big night everyone was expecting..." which was an under statement. My dad has been working all night, talking to the media over the headlines tomorrow. Just in case they decide to make yesterday look worse. 

"Well as long as everyone was safe." Peter replied. He always tried to make everythig positive which sometimes made me feel better.

"Do you like steak?" I quickly said. Oh my god, what are you doing Emily, interogating him?

"Steak? Yeah! I love steak." He seemed anxious.

"Well! We are ordering some tonight. Would you like to join?" I felt more confident this time. We were just friends, this is completely normal.

"Sure." We exchanged details.

Once we hung up Alice poked her head around the door. I sighed, bracing myself for all the sarcasm to come.

"You got peter Parcutie to come by yet?" I simply nodded whilst she just grinned and left. Shes...not normal.

4 hours later~

I was still in my plain jeans and tank top when I heard a slight tap on the window. Laying my phone back on its stand, Peter crouched on the balcony. 

"Hey." I quickly let him in. "hi." He breathed. I wasnt suprised. Its 15 stories and he climbed it?

"So you have your suit?" I wondered. He hesitated for a moment. "Suit?"

"Yeah like a tux or something." He looked relieved For a second. I never got his answer for dad opened the door.

"Dad! This is peter." I quickly said before he could ask. Suprisingly he held out his hand for peter to shake. Omce they had greeted each other, dad turned to me. 

"Dinners ready." Great.

Everyone was seated comfortably with alice and dad at each end and peter opposite me. "So about yesterday." Alice began. "Did you ever get your necklace back?" I knew she already knew. She was there when i got it back. She was just trying to start conversation.

"Yes! It was amazing. Spiderman gave it to me." I smiled just at the thought of him. My dad didnt look so impressed as i hoped.

"I dont like him. He comes to the show. Messes eveything up then swoops out." He took a bite out of his meat. 

Peter on the other hand looked thoughtful. "I think that if spiderman wasnt there then someone would of been killed. Maybe his just trying to help the community." This wasnt going to end well.

"Thats the polices job, son. If anyone should be kept off the streets its him." I gave my dad a stern look, i knew he liked expressing his opinion and doesnt care about peoples feelings. 

"His just trying to keep the public safe and make sure no one is hurt. Emily could of been killed if he didnt come."

"Why do you say it like that? Do you know something the police dont?"

I had enough. "Dad!" I glared at him and stood from the table. 

"I think its late." Peter quirtly mumbled and sat up from the table. "Thankyou for the steak Mr Walker. I didnt mean to be rude. That wasnt my intention." 

Once we had gotten outside, peter grabbed his skateboard. "That was something." I sighed. "Im so sorry, my dad just-" peter interuppted me. "No it was completely my fault. I'll see you monday." He quickly skated off into the clear night.

Nice one dad.