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Peter was running to school, because he slept in. He slept in because he was up all night, researching about the new and improved, Black Suit Spider-Man; who came out of nowhere.
“No no no I can’t be late again!” Peter thinks to himself, slightly panting. Peter reachers the school doors, “Yes yes I made it!” Peter says, just before the doors close and hits his face first on the glass door, then realising the bell is going to go off in a few minutes.
“Ow….” He mumbles to himself, rubbing his forehead and walking to a nearby bench, he sits down and begins re-thinking his life choices. As he sighs to himself, one of the windows next to him open up.
“Hey Pete! Quickly get in!” The one and only Harry Osborn shouts to Peter, as he waves to him out the window, grinning. Peter sees him and smiles as he walks to the window, then jumping in.
“Remind me to buy you a watch, or a watch company.” Harry says, in a sarcastic but friendly way to Peter. They start to walk through the school hallways to Peters locker.
“I just overslept, you know, from doing homework all night.” Peter says in an exhausted tone, as he grabs out some old biology books from his locker.
“You really need to get your sleep schedule under control, Pete.” Harry said, in a playful tone. Harry then wrapped his arm around Peter’s shoulder as they walk to class through the chaotic halls of Mid-Town High.
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The two of them walk into class, just a couple seconds before the bell goes!
They sit down in the back corner of the room, desks close to each other. Peter quickly grabs his biology book, hunching behind it just so you couldn’t see his face. Harry did the same.
“Hey Harry, did you do the biology homework last night?” Peter whispers to Harry, while hiding behind his book.
He chuckles before replying to Peter’s question. “Only most of it.” Harry replies, grinning softly.
Harry then remembered something, and quickly asked Peter, “Hey Pete, can we meet in the bathroom at lunch?”
Just before Peter could reply, telling Harry ‘Sure! Why not?’ Someone else spoke.
“Mr.Osborn! Would you like to tell the class what you were discussing with Mr.Parker?” Mr.Owen (their biology teacher), says in a grumpy tone, raising his voice.
Harry drops his science book on the floor, and quickly looks at the teacher. “N-no sir!” He hurriedly responds.
“Well then, pay attention!” The grumpy science teacher bellowed out.
Mr.Owen got up from his desk, in front of the whiteboard with some writing about a test on it. “Mr.Parker, would you please tell us how spiders create their webs. You should know, if you were even paying attention.” He grumbled.
Peter then also straightened his posture and stood up. “S-spiders?” He mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck.
“Well, they have structures called spinnerets on their abdomen, usually on the underside to the rear. These are the silk-spinning organs. Different spider species have different amounts of spinnerets. But most have a cluster.”
The teacher looked Peter, astounded. “Oh. Very well then, stop talking in the middle of class! You’re lucky I won’t give you a detention.” He mumbled the last part as he sat back down.
Peter dropped back in his chair, sighing. Just before Harry have him a fist bump and soft smile that filled his stomach with butterflies.
Harry went back to listening to the teacher. As he was doing that, Peter looked around and he saw Flash facing him.
Flash mouthed at Peter behind his book, “ Nerd!” Then stuck his tongue out at him.
Peter rolled his eyes, and went to grab our a pen to write down the information on the bored in his book.
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The lunch bell rang and students rushed to get out of the room.
“Remember everyone, revise for your test on Monday!” The teacher yelled, but no one was listening as they were too busy running out the room.
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Peter began walking to his locker, without a care in the world. (Well, kind of.) Just as he arrived and opened his locker, his spidey sense went off. Before Peter could look around the halls to see what it was, someone else harshly slammed his locker door closed.
A loud familiar deep voice was heard in peters ear, “Hey! Puny Parker! Y’know what time it is!?” Flash smirked, as he cracked his knuckles together.
“Uhh, it’s ‘leave Parker alone time?’” Peter (fake) nervously chuckled. He already knew what was coming.
Flash evilly sniggered. “Heh, WRONG! It’s Locker Knocker Time!” He cackled as he finished his sentence.
Peter just sighed and wanted to get over with it. But just as Flash was about to knock him in his locker, he got pulled out last-second. (Which caused Flash’s plan to backfire and got him trapped in the locker.)
Peter turned to look at his saviour. Luke was laughing lightly, not in a mean way. Behind him were Ava, Danny and Bucket-Head. All of them had a joyful look on their face, except Sam, (Bucket-Head) who had his arms crossed.
Luke smiles before saying, “Hey Pete, wanna go to the cafeteria now that that’s over with?”
Peter smilies back, “Sure I-Oh shoot!” He said the last part mentally, as he remembered Harry asking him to meet him in the bathroom.
He speed walked away and only turned back for a second before speaking again. “Sorry guys! I just have to quickly talk with Harry!” Then he faced his back towards them and walked away.
His teammates just looked at each other, with confused faces and then shrugging.
Ava’s face changed from joyful to sour. She grumbled, “That was odd. But Web-Head better not be late for training again. Or else he’ll feel the wrath of Fury.”
Sam shrugged. “He probably will be.”
Danny added, “Let us not be so negative, friends.”
Luke just laughed, then they all walked off into the cafeteria.
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Peter walked to the boys bathroom, and waved as he saw Harry right next to the door.
“Hey Pete!” He waved. “What took so long?” He asked, raising an eyebrow as he took Peter’s hand and dragged him into the bathroom.
Peter let himself get dragged by Harry, knowing fully well that he could easily just pull back his hand because of his inhumane strength. “Oh the usual, just Flash being, well…Flash.” He chuckled awkwardly at his lame joke.
Harry pays no attention to the lame joke, he only looks into all the toilet stalls to make sure no one else is inside, that may over-hear them. Harry gets back up, and locks the bathroom door. Peter just waits awkwardly.
Peter rubs the back of his neck again. “So Harry, why’d you want me to come here?” He questioned.
Harry walks back to Peter, with a Toothy grin which makes Peter curious but a bit worrisome as well. “Do you know that new, better black Spider-Man that’s been on the news lately?” He asked Peter, looking like he’s about to explode of joy.
Peter’s face turns into a frown. He sighed before answering, “Him? Yeah, I’ve seen him a couple times on the news.” He grimaced.
The red-head boy smiled. “Check this out!” Before Peter could reply, (because he was confused with Harry’s response.) he pressed a button on his grey watch, (which Peter is surprised he didn’t notice.) black goo came out of it. (that Peter was pretty sure the goo was venom.) Harry transformed into a….wait no! He transformed into the black suit Spider-Man that has been everywhere on the media! Even the Daily Bugle liked him!
Harry-wait no! Symbiote Spider-Man began flexing his muscles, “check it out, Pete! Isn’t it awesome!?” He asked, enthusiastically.
Peter was speechless for a moment, mouth wide open in shock. “W-what?! You’re him?!” Peter uttered in shock, taking a few cautious steps away from the new Spider-Man. (Who, in Peter’s mind, was also dangerous.)
Harry then transformed back into his regular self, the Symbiote going back into the watch against it’s will. “Yeah! Isn’t it awesome?” He said with a grin, but then saw Peter’s worried expression.
“What is it Pete?” Harry questioned.
Peter looked at Harry nervously. “I-is that even safe?! Do you know how to control it? When did you get it?!” Peter was still in shock as he asked all those questions.
Harry looked at Peter, his eyebrows furrowing. “Why, what is it Pete? Do you not…trust me?” Harry’s eyes full of sadness as he spoke, which made Peter’s stomach turn. (In a bad way.)
“W-what? No! It’s just that…it’s the venom Symbiote! The one that attacked everyone at your party! Are you sure it’s safe?” Peter begged.
Harry’s sadness turned into anger. “Oh really Pete? Something good finally happens, and this how you ‘support’ me?!” Harry snarled.
Harry stormed out of the bathroom, but just before he could open the door Peter grabbed his arm while his hand was on the handle.
“Please Harry, think rationally!” Peter begged, his blue eyes staring right into Harry’s, which caused Harry’s heart to ache. But he was still angry.
Harry stopped to look at Peter for a second, before looking away and saying, “Let go of me, Peter.” Harry’s eyes twitched.
Peter’s spidey sense went off for a splint second, then turned off. “Please hurry just-“
“I sssssaid let go of me!” Harry snarled back, cutting off Peter before ripping his hand away from Peter, and leaving the bathroom, hands in his pockets.
Peter was all alone in the Bathroom, astounded. He swore he could he an extra ‘sssss’ when Harry spoke