Chapter 3: Chapter 2

While I watch the queen's streets from the bus window, I reflect on the last couple of weeks, a week I have used to try to adapt to my new senses.

Unfortunately, I have to admit it has taken me multiple attempts before I was able to do something as simple as having a conversation during dinner with my parents. Attempts ended with me puking in the toilet.

And let's say that my parents weren't really happy with that, taking me to each doctor they know and making me do all the tests they could, from a blood test to a CAT, fearing I had a brain tumor or something.

Damn Tet, he knew that this would happen... I can only grind my teeth as I curse that god in my mind, you couldn't have given me a body already used to this super sense...

"Earth to Sig, do you copy?" My friend Peter, seated beside me, asks, while Ned leans from the seat behind us to listen.

Instead of answering I glare at him, pondering on how the hell I ended being the best friend of the soon-to-be Spiderman and the self titles guy in the chair.

It all started several years ago when in middle school the two nerd kids started to develop their passion, while acing most of the tests, antagonizing most of the other kids.

Unfortunately, my school career was not dissimilar from theirs, as a smart cookie with an inherited passion for videogames, it was kind of logical that I will be grouped with the smart nerds, or as the kids called them the 'losers'.

And believe that or not, the less popular kid in the group was me, most of the kids were scared of me, only because I punched a couple of bullies when they called me a girly trap.

Now only because I have braided pink hair doesn't mean that I am girly. And sure I may have kept pranking him since that day till he quit the school, but a guy has some needs.

"Earth to Sig, do you copy?" Peter asked again, while Ned tries to make some static noises with his mouth "Shut up, you two" I grumble at them, in a bad mood for a still present, even if on a smaller scale, headache.

"Come on, you have been out of school for two weeks, we want to know why," Peter says joyfully, as I have finally answer them while Ned nods and confirm "Yep, we do."

"I was sick, a terrible headache, puking, not a good show" I explain, trying to maintain a bored tone, as it wasn't something extremely unpleasant.

"Gross," both of them say at the same times, before sharing a high five for saying the same thing at the same time.

"True, so you should stop asking details" I continue, as a small smile appears on my face after seeing their stupid antics. "But are you healthy now?" A still preoccupied Peter asks.

"Probably, or at least I am better, but I still have a headache" I answer, trying to be vague, even if my hopes are disregarded by the boy beside me, that keeps talking "If you are still sick maybe you should have stayed at home".

"And losing the opportunity to visit Oscorp? This field trip was organized for the most bright freshman of the school, we should treasure this opportunity even if we are not yet eligible for some internship." I explain to him.

"Well yes, but..." he tries to regain control of the conversation before I interrupt him "No buts Petey Pete, I am well enough for this trip", "If you say so" he doesn't seem convinced by my words, worry still plastered on his face.

"While I appreciate your concern, it's not needed, don't be a worrywart..." I rebuke him, this time more gently, as I know it's only the concern that motives his questions.

Before he could answer again Michelle Jones shouts from the front of the vehicle, "Losers, it's time to get out of the bus," as we were so absorbed in the discussion to not notice that we arrived at our destination.

While we exit the bus I take my time to say thanks to Michelle, even if most of her attention is on Peter, that now that we are in front of the Oscorp building seemed like a kid on a sugar rush.

After we pass all security tests, we are allowed inside, where a middle-aged man without an arm wearing a lab coat is waiting for us.

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Seeing the arrival of Mr. Harrington and the last students, the middle-aged man starts addressing us" Good morning kids, I am Dr. Connors, and it's a pleasure for us at Oscorp to welcome the bright minds of the best freshmen of the Midtown school of science and technology, and is a pleasure to see Mr. Harrington again, this is the fourth year since we started this collaboration with your high school, and we are really happy of the good work some of your senior has done for us in the internships. I hope to see you again in your junior or senior year, and who knows, maybe one of you will join me as one of my colleagues in the year to come." A bright and joyful smile appears on his face as he concludes his speech, before hushing "now follow me, we will have a tour of the labs, at least the part where visitors are allowed."

We spend the next hour moving through the labs, asking questions about instruments and research, that Dr. Connors promptly answers.

While this happens I am stressed by the environment around us, as the whispers of several minds constantly assault me. At the same time, the rest of my attention is focused on Peter, as I suspect this is the time he will get bitten by the radioactive spider.

As time passes and the end of the lab visit is approaching I grow anxious, as the possibility of a change in the story due to my presence grows more and more dreadful.

I was so focused on my thought that I didn't even notice when Peter leaves our group to go to the bathroom; only noticing his absence a couple of minutes later, when I found myself near a bored Ned, complaining of his absence.

After thinking for a second I decide to move to our teacher and whisper" Mr. Harrington, Peter hasn't returned yet, shall I go to the bathroom and see if he had some problems?"

"You are right, maybe you should go, it will be embarrassing if he has some problems and a teacher arrives to help him," he answers, keeping a low voice, misunderstanding what kind of problem Peter may be in at this moment.

I can barely maintain a straight face after hearing his words, deciding to end the discussion with a simple "ok, then I'll go searching for him right now".

I move towards the bathroom, where I find Peter, passed out on the floor, with a small bite mark on the neck, and a dead spider near him. Watching this I realize that Canon is still going and that my friend must have fainted due to the shock of the transformation.

Deciding to do what I can to wake him, I bring him to the sink, and start pouring cold water on his face, alternating the water with weak slaps and shakes. After a couple of minutes of this treatment, he finally starts groaning. It takes him another couple of minutes to finally wake up.

"Peter are you ok?" I ask, already knowing the reason behind his problem.

"My head hurts so much..." He answers while massaging his head.

"It's ok Pete, now I need you to make an effort, several minutes have passed since you left us, and we should return to the rest of the group before they realize that something is wrong. Are you able to walk by your self or do you need a hand?" I ask, knowing that probably as his body is changing he doesn't have full control of himself.

"I can do it alone" Peter answers, trying to stand, before falling again a couple of o seconds later. "Sure you can, lean on my shoulder, we will tell them that you fall and hurt your ankle, or do you want them to think that you are someone that passes out without reasons?" I propose to him, fully knowing how shy Peter is.

"Ok, let's follow your plan" he mumbles before leaning on my shoulder.

When we finally arrive near the group Mr. Harrington notices us and seeing me sustaining a limping Peter, he comes to us before the others notice our return. The first thing he does is letting Peter seat on a chair, before inspecting the 'injured' ankle.

I am an idiot, Peter is unable to lie, and will never be able to pass an inspection, even one from Mr. Harrington.

And exactly as predicted, I can see how our teacher understands that there is no problem with the ankle.

But surprisingly he doesn't start ranting, calling out our lie or something like that. He starts to chuckle, murmuring about us being brave young adults, confusing me that can hear him, until I turn to Peter, and realize a part of our situation that I didn't think about.

We returned after a long time, lying about what happened, one of us is drenched in sweat, with a red mark on his neck not so different from a hickey.

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