Another Spider-Man

Chapter One: Blinding Backpack

It was raining hard outside. You might say it was raining cats and dogs, but that would be awkward, I mean, animals don't naturally fall from the sky. HAY I said naturally. "DINGG DINGG DINGG" School was FINALLY out. It felt like FOREVER, with final exams coming up in May. I, Peter Parker, like wearing Aunt Mays pajama pants better. Actually, that's worse o-o. I'm Accually not that bad with tests but it's just THIS test. We're studying reptiles abilities to regenerate, and I've been Totally freaked out by reptiles.. lizards being specific. But I don't wanna... "DINGG DING DINGG!!" Aaaaaaand that would be the bell.

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As he walked out the entry way to head home, Peter noticed something from the corner of his eye. By the massive creepy tree their was a bright blue, neon probably, backpack resting on the trunk of the tree. Peter wondered if he should go over their or hurry home, cause after all, it was still raining hard. Curiosity got the best of him as he walked over. It was a strange backpack, with its tags and pockets. Not to mention the colour, which was so bright, if the rain hadn't been blinding him already the backpack surely would. He looked around the outside of the backpack for a name tag written somewhere. Nowhere. He was trying to find a nametag so that maybe later he could return whoever this backpack might belong to. He decided to look inside, finding no trace of name. Their we're 3 folders, a couple of pencils, an IPod shuffle, and some candy wrappers. "I bet their name is written SOMEWHERE in here," He thought, "Seriously." The only name he had found in there said Mr. Fluffy. "What the heck, who names someone Fluffy?" he whisper-shouted.

"What the crap!? What are u doing in my backpack!?" Peter froze. It was a voice of a girl. Deep yet still smooth. Peter slowly took his hand out of the pack and turned around. She was a tall, thin, beautiful girl about 17, same as him.

"I'm sorry I didn't know this was yours I saw this in the rain and.."

The girl interrupted, "Well I'd appreciate you minding your own business thanks." She went up to him, bumping his arm and making him tip. She grabbed the backpack and walked away quickly. One Peter had gotten back up from where he was crouching he looked back under the old tree where the backpack had been. He noticed a small note with writing on it. He picked it up and shoved it into his pocket. "Must be hers." He thought, O.O "I'll give it to her if I see her on Monday." He had recognized her from somewhere but felt bad cause he couldn't remember where from. He had a feeling the walk home would take a while because of how miserable it was outside. He shuffled down the sidewalk. It usually took 10 minutes to get home.. by the bus. He had missed the bus due to meeting the mystery girl. While he didn't know her name, he decided that just in his head, he would call her Fluffy, because of the one tag on her backpack. "What was 'Fluffy' hiding in her backpack? Why was she so grabby? Mad? Why am I so interested in her?"He had a million questions buzzing in his head. "Does she know who I am? Why did she push me? Ooh is that a pigeon? Maybe his name is Kevin. What was I thinking about....? OH RITE. Stay on topic me."

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I had totally forgot about Aunt May! Darnit xO. I was so focused on Fluffy I had forgot about her, she must be freaked!! I could see my house. I was 3 houses away from it. I decided it wouldn't be any better to be any later than it was, so I started running towards the house. I was SUPPOSED to be home an hour and a half ago... but my delay costed time. When I finally got to the door I was soaked head to toe.