18:06
To: GWEN, BATTLE WARRIOR OF THE GREEK GODS
I rly rly shuld change ur name on my phone
18:08
To: PETER PARKER
Don't you dARE.
18:09
To: GWEN, BATTLE WARRIOR OF THE GREEK GODS
"Battle warrior of the green gods"? rly Gwen??
18:13
To: PETER PARKER
*Greek. It's funny.
18:14
To: GWEN, BATTLE WARRIOR OF THE GREEK GODS
Sooooo r u free tonite?
18:15
To: PETER PARKER
I might be.
18:16
To: GWEN, BATTLE WARRIOR OF THE GREEK GODS
What do I have 2 u 2 win ur favour?
18:19
To: PETER PARKER
Write like a NORMAL human being.
18:19
To: GWEN, BATTLE WARRIOR OF THE GREEK GODS
2 much efrt
18:24
To: GWEN, BATTLE WARRIOR OF THE GREEK GODS
Pizza? 8? U kno u want 2
Damn him. I love pizza.
18:25
To: PETER PARKER
Pick me up at 7:49.
I feel like over the past few months something has changed between Peter and I. I'm not even sure that he has noticed it. Graduation is around the corner and I don't know his plans for the future. I am set on going to Oxford, that is if my interview goes well...And I know that I could never ask him to drop everything, his friends, being Spider-Man or Aunt May. I would be asking him to drop his whole life. But I'm someone who likes to plan and know where I am going, but with Peter I just, I don't know and it scares me. Not knowing.
One thing I do know is that I don't want to leave New York, I don't want to leave my friends or my family. I don't want to lose Peter. But some things are inevitable.
I stare into the mirror and I see a scared little girl. Not a seventeen-year-old-nearly-graduating. I splash water onto my face and let my hair lose from his ponytail before brushing a hair-bush through it. I run a hand through it and then turn away.
I feel nervous? And it's Peter we're talking about here. Peter. Peter Parker. My little nerd. My boyfriend who I am never ever nervous around.
I slip on a maroon-coloured dress that brushes my thighs and slip on a pair of tights, followed by my brown boots. My phone buzzes and I go in search for it, finding it stashed in the nest of pillows on my bed.
19:45pm
To: GWEN, BATTLE WARRIOR OF THE GREEK GODS
Prince charming is upon ur balcony
I head to the balcony and sure enough, Peter is there with his butt against the railing of the balcony and his legs crossed at the ankles. He is wearing glasses and my stomach flutters. Oh god.
