I wake up abruptly with my hands shaking and my heart beat racing. This is way more that what I'm able to stand. I breathe quick pants, and tears threatened to drop from my eyes. I just stare at the roof of my little bedroom and try to relax myself. God, how the hell did I get into this? I've never been bad or cruel. In fact, I've always been the kind of kid who does his homework and respects grownups. So, again, how did I get into this? It's exhausting to remember, but everytime something like this happens, I force myself to do it so I can remind myself why I haven't quit yet. It basically sums up to the biggest problem I have: stupidity. One year ago, thanks to my weakness to science, to the unknown, to find the truth about my parents and my excessive curiosity, I got bitten by a radioactive spider. Normally, that would have killed me or at least left me on the edge between life and death. Yeah, I should be so lucky. Instead of that, the bite gave me these weird, but amazingly strong and flawless powers. Powers that later condemned me to a life full of risks. A life that I had chosen. When I started using those powers to chase the asshole that killed Uncle Ben (which, by the way, I'm still doing), I would have never imagined that, thanks to the silly mask I used so nobody could see my face, I would become and icon, and later a superhero. Everytime there was danger running down the city, I left Peter Parker behind to turn into The Amazing Spider-man, a fearless man who would give his life to defend innocent people. That's how I'd become into a symbol of peace, someone that the citizens of New York really trusted, but that its police department deeply hated. Because, in a way, he had killed his Captain. And he was not just the Captain, but the father of his girlfriend. Oh, I wish so badly now that that bite would have killed me. That way, at least I'd be in peace with myself. Now, every night, I seen Captain George Stacy in my dreams, the same night he died, at Oscorp Tower, and I see his eyes fading away as he dies. "Get Gwen out of your life", he whispers, "promise me you will, promise". So, not comfortable with the fact that I had not been able to save him, I had broken the promise I made to him. Because, instead of getting Gwen out of my life, I had turned her into my official girlfriend. She had even met Aunt May. We were together now, like a closed deal, although, deep inside me, I knew we had never been further from the each other. At first it had been ok, but weeks passed and I could see it. Everytime. So, is this your punishment from above Mr. Stacy? To make me realize everytime that I look into Gwen's eyes how badly she wants to spit in my face that it's my fault that her father is dead? That, no matter how hard she tries, she'll never be able to forgive me? Because if it is, congrats Mr. Stacy, you totally hit me right in the wound. Are you enjoying watching how my relationship breaks down a point where there's no friendzone? Because if there's something I know for sure, it is that if Gwen and I break up, we will never talk to the each other again. Ever. She'd continue with her life and I would continue with mine. Far apart from each other. It'd be like we'd never being in love. I shake my head, trying to take the thought out of my mind. I stand up and look at the clock next to my bed. 5:00 am. Great. An hour to do whatever I wanted. I started feeling hungry so I decided to go quickly and silent to the kitchen for a sandwich. Hopefully, that would help me to forget my problems and wouldn't wake up Aunt May. I'm about to open the kitchen's door when I hear it, I mean, her.
-"Oh Anna, I can't believe I'm going to see you again!"
It sounds like Aunt May is about to cry. Why? Who is Anna anyway? Why is she so important to her?
-"This is going to be great! You can come to my house everytime you want to. I'm sure the kids are going to love the each other!"
Ok, hold on a second. By 'the kids, did she meant to say...
-"Oh yes, Peter's a senior, too. He attends the Midtown Science High school, which is really close to our house. I'm sure MJ will love the school. The kids are really nice and friendly. Finding friends will not be a problem."
Well, she definetely meant me but, who is this MJ guy? Why is his name MJ? Is he a gangster? A rapper? Why would Aunt May want me to be friends with him? Just because he's the kid of her friend? This is totally weird. At the other side of the line, Anna says something that seems to be hilarious because Aunt May is cracking up.
-"That's not a problem. I'm sure Pete can be an excellent tutor."
Oh great, so now I'll have to teach some random guy science. Could this day get any better?
-"Ok, Annie. I'll see you soon, take care. And tell MJ I say hello!" Aunt May finally hangs up the phone and entire house goes silent. Not for long.
-"Morning Aunt May" I say as I pass towards her to get to the fridge. I've decided a glass of cold milk will be enough.
-"Hi Peter, why are you up so early?"
-"I couldn't sleep, I doesn't really matter."
I search for the milk as I wonder how much is it gonna take her to decide to tell me about her friend and her freaky son. Finally, she clears her throat and begins talking.
-"So Peter, I'm glad you've woken up this early because I need to talk to you."
I rolled my eyes to myself as I turn to face her.
-"Really? What is it?"
-"Well, it's about a two-member family who is moving here."-like I didn't know that- "Peter, there's some people I would love you to meet."