Chapter 13: Date Night

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//This chapter has 1372 words. ALSO IM CRYING THIS BOOK IS RATED 9 IN #EDUCATION IM- 😂😂😂 HOW-?

Tony and I worked on my new power the last few days, and to be honest I was having a blast.

At this point, I could walk through walls, walk on surfaces like water, and I could dodge a bullet now. I'm literally invincible.

Tony fixed my shield, and upgraded it so it would last longer than it did before. He made sure Pet-Spider-Man would definitely be there by my side next time to help me.

I was on my way home walking on the sidewalk and kicking the pebbles that were scattered all over it, trying to entertain myself in someway.

I reached into my pocket to grab my phone and realized it wasn't there, nor was any of my other stuff.

"You've got to be kidding me." I groaned in frustration as I realized everything was still behind the garbage can from yesterday when I was changing.

I turned around and started walking to the alleyway.  My heart sunk as I heard noises coming from behind the trashcan.

"What the flying fu-"

My eyes widened realizing it was Peter, with no shirt on- or pants. Just boxers.

I quickly turned away and covered my eyes.

"Peter- what are you doing?" I asked with my back still turned around.

"Uhh- I- I'm- errr-"

"It's fine I won't ask questions I uh...just need my backpack. It behind the garbage can...in a box...for no reason at all." I said as I waited for him to hand me my backpack.

I realized he was probably changing into his Spider-Man suit...why have I not realized he changes in the same alleyway as me?

I felt a heavy weight on my hand as I realized Peter wrapped my backpack strap around it.

"T-thanks." I mumbled as I opened my eyes still not turning around.

"No problem." He said trailing off as I heard footsteps walk back into the alley.

What the heck just happened?

Saturday May 18

No crimes have happened that were extremely bad, and I still haven't talked to Peter all week. I laid in my bed, sighing as I checked my phone for any notifications.

None.

(LOL MOOD...sorry sorry back to the story)

The same thoughts kept going through my head.

'Where's Haywire?'
'Why isn't he appearing anymore?'
'Was he....scared?'

No. There's no way he could've been scared, he almost killed me.

*Ding*

I almost fell out of my bed trying to check who just texted me.

Brandon❤️: Hey y/n, I was thinking...movies and dinner tonight?

He wasn't joking about the second date thing oh my god what do I say? No? Well I mean- NO STICK WITH THE PLAN Y/N GET YOURSELF TOGETHER!

Me: Yeah of course!
What time?

Brandon❤️: I'll pick you up at 6.

Me: Okay, cool beans.
See you later :)

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