|Lies and Spiders and Secrets
Author: Chile Hadwing PM
People have left Peter. He starts his Junior year of high school just about as lame as he was freshmen year. But when someone comes into his life, what will happen? He doesn't want to have the past repeat itself, but he is honestly drawn to her. Also, what about the new hero in NY? OCs!Rated: Fiction T - English - Adventure/Romance - Peter P./Spider-Man - Chapters: 28 - Words: 51,450 - Reviews: 95 - Favs: 38 - Follows: 45 - Updated: 01-05-13 - Published: 07-07-12 - id: 8297775
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Im here witha new story! *Yay!* yes, yes. its of Spider-Man, because of the re-boot movie, i have had the urge to write this. its more based on the comic. but not exactly. Peter Parker is portrayed *if thats how you spell it* as the Andrew Garfield verson, because hes just so flippin awkward and adorable. *sorry Tobey*
so enjoy! :D
"Peter, what happen to Gwen was horrible. And I love you, but," Her eyes stared into his, filled with sorrow, "I can't stay, it's too dangerous here. I have to go, get away from all of this. Goodbye, Peter Parker." Mary Jane Watson turned around on her heel and never looked back.
"MJ!" Peter shouted back.
"Peter! You'll be late!" Aunt May yelled up the stairs at Peter's door.
He had snapped out of his day dream of the previously night. He had lost everything then, his worst enemy, the Green Goblin had killed Gwen Stacy, and Mary Jane had Fled New York to keep herself safe from the danger Spider-Man had put her in, "I'm leaving, I'm leaving." Peter grabbed his skateboard and raced out the door.
"Parker!" The nasty tone of Flash Thompson had come behind him. Peter ignored him and continued to walk across the courtyard to his next class. "Hey, Parker!" Flash quickly came up to him, gabbing onto his shoulder, "I was talking to you." Flash punched Peter in the face; he fell hard to the ground, giving him more pain. All of what he was carrying scattered across the blacktop.
Flash repeatedly kicked Peter in the stomach; a crowed started to form around the two of them, chanting for Flash to continue. He picks him up by Peter's jacket collar, punching him hard in the face one more time, "Your worthless, Parker." And he let go, letting him fall to the ground. Flash and the rest of the crowd soon left.
I feel worthless, Peter thought to himself as he rested on the blacktop. He looked around seeing so much papers and folders around him.
A flash of light and the sound of a click came behind him, "Nice camera."
He rolled over, seeing a feminine face above him, "You can have it." He said sadly, now my camera. God, everything is so bad.
The figure chuckles and bends down towards him, "I'm not going to take it, I'm going to give it back." She hands him the camera.
Peter sits up, taking the camera, "Thanks." He still felt the large amount of pain from Flash.
"I'm Lorelei Owens." She looked to Peter, Picking up all of his papers scattered around.
He finally registered her looks, she had an unnatural bright red color for hair, and yellow tips, somewhat wavy, and a few inches below her shoulder. Her eyes were a shade of green that stood out so much because of her hair color. She wore rings on all of her fingers, and a creamy white dress, with black combat boots going up to her thighs. She had looked very pretty overall.
"Nice to meet you, I'm-" he groaned, but she cut him off.
"Peter Parker, I know. I've heard lots about you." She smiled sweetly to him.
"You-you have?" he smiled awkward to her, surprised.
She laughed a bit, "No, not at all. I thought it would cheer you up a bit. It obviously did." She smirked, "I know your name from the camera." She points to his camera he held.
His smile faded away, and he went back to his sad self. He sat there quietly, waiting for her to be finished.
"You sure are quiet, Mr. Parker." She smiles to him and he noticed her nose was priced, with a small rose gem resting on her nose.
"Yeah, I'm not really in the mood to be a social butterfly." He looks down to his camera.
"Ah, must be a girl. Well, I gotta say, with a face like that, you'll find another." She nodded to him as he handed all of his papers.
Peter blushed a bit and took the stack of papers, "Thanks." He stood; "How come I haven't seen you before here?" he started to lighten up.
"I moved from Chicago, that's why. Thank god it didn't have to move in the middle of junior year, too." She stood up also, "I hope you're going to advanced literature. I am so lost."
He nods, leading forward. She's kinda cute. Wait, stop it Peter, I can't bring someone into this anymore.
They stop in front of a class door, "Here it is, well I got to go." He turned around.
"Wait? Isn't this your class?" She sounded confused.
He turned his head back "No, not at all. I thought it would cheer you up a bit." He smirked and turned back around.
"So you, Mr. Parker!" she shouted and laughed. That boy is smart. Hopefully things will change after all. She walked into her class.
Lorelei walked through the hallway to her locker. She entered her new combination and put all of her school things into the locker, grabbing her lunch box and shut her locker.
"New girl! Hey!" A tall blonde man walks up to her, "I'm Flash."
"Hi, I'm Lorelei." She shakes the man's hand, "I'm going to lunch, where is the lunchroom?"
Peter turned to corner of the hallway and froze. Flash…..and Lorelei….no.
"Lorelei! Hey!" he knew that saying these words would change her future. But she couldn't let Flash take her in.
Lorelei looked to Peter, he face lighting up, "Never mind, Flash. I can get there on my own." She patted him on the back and ran to Peter.
"Parker!" Peter looked to Flash, whose face was angry, and he knew that he would feel Flashed wrath later.
"Come on, Lorelei, it's time for lunch." Peter held out his arm, and she put hers through his.
"He seems nice." She turned her head back to Flash and smiled.
"Yeah, you shouldn't ever talk to him again." Peter looked sternly at her.
Her face reacted with a surprise, but then relaxed, "So he's that guy. What a douche." Her face became disgusted.
"Yeah, that's about right." Peter found an empty table and they both sat there. "I hope he didn't sexually assault you."
She laughs, "No, he was very nice. Not my kind of guy though. I look for the geeky, I'm-in-it-for-the-love guy. Who would always save me from trouble. Those ones." She takes out a sandwich and takes a bite.
Peter smirks a bit, she has no idea. "Yeah, that's what I would want too." He looks and sees something dangle off her chest, "What's that?" he points to a chain.
"Oh this," she pulls it out from under her dress, "It's kinda a long story." Peter knew immediately, it was a part of Spider-Mans Costume, looking like a part from the arm.
A loud ring comes from Lorelei, "Oh, sorry, I have to take this." She picks up the phone and answers it, "Hi, Dad."
All he could here was a loud booming voice. On the other end, it was too muffled to understand what he was saying.
"Yes, Dad." She said quietly. "Goodbye." Her voice cracked and she closed the phone, "Sorry." She cups her mouth with her hand and runs out of the room.
Is she alright? Peter set down his food and followed her out the door, "Lorelei! Where did you go?" he looks out through the hallway, but he couldn't find her.
A whimpering sound came to his left and he looked down, seeing her sit, weeping to herself.
"Lorelei, what happened?" he bent down to her.
"It-it's nothing. I'm fine." She sniffed and her tears cleared, "Really."
Peter stands up, holding out his hand to her, "Well com'on then. We have somewhere to be." He smiles.
After school Peter found Lorelei as she was getting onto the bus, "Hey! Come with me!" he smiled widely to the girl.
She turned, and smiled, "Alright." She came off the bus and stood next to him, "As long as you don't sexually assault me."
Peter blushed a bit, and then walked forward. They both walked home and were greeted cheerfully.
"Peter!" Aunt May stopped as she walked towards him, "A new girl." She paused, "Well, I want you to be safe." She nods and walks back to the kitchen mumbling words to herself.
"So you are going to sexually assault me. I have to say, Mr. Parker, I didn't think of you as the type." She smirks and sits on the steps to the upper floor.
"That's my Aunt May. Why don't we go upstairs?" Peter's palm rests on his forehead.
Peter and Lorelei both enter his room. "Wow, pretty nice. The Casa of Parker." Lorelei sits on his bed, setting her backpack on the bed. "So why am I here?"
He stiffened. He never thought of why she should come over, just that that she should so he brought her, "No reason in particular." He shrugs, leaning on his desk.
"So is this what you do in your free time, bring girls to your bedroom?" she lies back on the bed, looking around the room.
"I'm not some sick pervert!" Peter's face was a bit angry.
"Aunt May seems to think different." She smirks, looking to Peter.
Peter sits on the bed, next to Lorelei, "My Aunt May also seems to think I'm super popular at school too. Now both you and I know that's not true." His voice was a bit playful.
"Well," she sits up, facing Peter, "I want you to know that…." Her voice becomes soft as she looks at Peter.
"Peter! It's time for dinner!" Aunt May's voice came from downstairs.
Lorelei cleared her throat and stood, "You heard the woman, dinner time." She opened the door and smiled.
"I hope you like lasagna." Aunt May handed Lorelei a plate of warm food.
"Thanks, I do." She sat down at the table, "Oh! I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Lorelei." She shook Aunt May's hand.
"Yes, Aunt May. And we aren't in a relationship…or having sex." Peter sat down.
Both of the women looked at Peter, Lorelei's fork in her mouth, and Aunt May carrying a platter of more food.
"What? I just thought I should make that clear." He shrugged and dove his fork into his multiple layers of pasta.
"Police record that once again, New York's hero Spider-Man saved a group of children from a breaking down rollercoaster. That man is a hero." The telecaster on the TV informs us as we sit at the table.
Lorelei looks to the television and grabs her necklace, rubbing her fingers around the glass case surrounding the piece of spandex.
"Lorelei, do you know of Spider-Man?" Peter brings up, interrupting her thoughts.
"He is pretty big in Chicago, it may be even worse because he isn't there, like loving California even though you have never been there." She explained, taking a bite of her food. "This is very good, Ms. Parker." She points to her plate of food.
"Thank you very much, it's my own recipe." Aunt May smiles very sweetly.
"Wait, so Spider-Man is known nationally?" Peter had never heard this before. He just thought he was known in New York.
"Oh yeah, every girl want a piece of that." She smirks at the television. "Fan clubs were started; posters were up in school and in people's lockers. He was loved by everyone."
Girls wanted a piece of this? Did it just take me to wear a mask and fight crime for girls to notice me? What is wrong with people? Peter thought to himself, "That's cool I guess." He nods.
They sat at the table silent till everyone was finished.
"Thank you very much for dinner tonight, Ms. Parker." Lorelei stands up, resting her plate in the sink and alone with Peter, they go upstairs.
She sits back down on the bed and Peter shuts the door and sits back on the bed. "You were going to say something before dinner?" He smiles awkwardly.
She laughs and blushes a bit, "Yeah." He tone becomes hush, "But I don't really want to say it anymore." She looks to Peter closely.
"Do you want some help?" what am I doing? I can't be doing this anymore, Gwen died, MJ left because of it. I don't want to bring anyone in or out of it. But Lorelei just draws me in; I can't help but want to kiss her.
Peter jumps back, his Spider-Senses kicking in, "I'm sorry, I have to go." He goes to the window, "Stay here."
"You're going out the window?" she was confused and a bit frightened by him leaving through the window. He never responded, just jumped out. "What is that boy doing at this time?" she leans on the backboard of the bed, looking around.
She noticed all the pictures on the wall. She stood up, walking up, looking at all of the pictures.
There were some pictures of things from his school, from home, of Aunt May. But what drew her attention were lots of pictures with these girls, one had platinum blonde hair and the other had red hair. Peter looked so happy in these pictures, he smile was genuine. These two girls looked so happy too. Some of them looked kinda intimate too. She took down one of the blonde girl kissing Peter on the check.
She laughs to herself, "That man-whore." She puts the picture back and sits on her bed, finishing her homework.
Eventually she fell asleep waiting for Peter to return from his weird trip out the window. It wasn't till much later that night that a red and blue hero climbed into the window and changed into his previous clothes.
He sat at his desk chair and rested his head on his desk; I've slept here a few times, so I'll just make that another time now. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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