Chapter Two, Points
Peter sighed as he trudged himself home. Part of him seemed satisfied that he had signed up for all three of those three extracurriculars. While part of him wanted to strangle himself. However, he didn't have time to act on the latter decision because Aunt May flung open the door. She was beaming, and pulled him into a hug.
When she eventually pulled away, she stepped back into the house. Her beam was still present as he stepped through the door. Her cheeks were flushed," Hello, Peter. How was your day at school? Did you sign up for any extracurriculars?" she asked, making her way towards the kitchen.
Again, part of Peter wanted to strangle himself. Along with Aunt May. However, Aunt May didn't deserve this. She was only looking out for Peter. Not to mention, trying to help. No, Peter couldn't be mad or angry with her. He sighed," It was somewhat long. I signed up for three extracurriculars."
Aunt May nodded and she tossed him a muffin. He grabbed it in midair, which made her smile. He smiled back at her, the feeling genuine. He hadn't told her about his spider powers, or about his working for S.H.I.E.L.D. At least, not yet. He hoped that he never had to.
She placed some dishes in the dishwasher. Whenever Peter saw her do this, he always felt bad. He knew that Aunt May didn't want him doing chores, but he felt bad anyway. Hopefully, she didn't notice his expression. He took a bite of the muffin.
"That's good. What did you sign up for?" she asked as she put in the soap. Even though Aunt May did all the chores, Peter tried to make up for what he had power over. Whenever Aunt May wasn't there, he would try to do the laundry. Or sweep the kitchen, or do something that might help her. Even though she hated it, it made Peter feel better that she didn't have to carry the burden alone.
Peter took another bite of the muffin, taking his time to chew it. He knew Aunt May was giving him "the look," but right now he tried not to notice. Eventually, he couldn't help it and his eyes went up to meet Aunt May. He sighed once again, wiping the crumbs off his mouth before he spoke.
"Well I signed up for Science club, Physics club, and Quiz Bowl," he said and saw Aunt May's smile returned. This made Peter smile on the inside. He loved it when Aunt May smiled, especially considering that her husband had died only a year ago. It made him feel like Uncle Ben wasn't entirely gone," Science club starts next Monday until Thursday. It runs for a half-hour after school starting from two thirty."
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her write it down. He shook his head and sighed tiredly. Even though he knew there was no point in complaining, he figured he had every right. He loved Aunt May to death, but sometimes she drove him up the wall. He saw that it was on a notepad, which he hoped that she lost. He didn't really hope that, but sometimes he didn't understand her motives for doing things.
"What about Physics club and Quiz bowl? Those sound interesting." she said, leaning against the counter. Her arms were crossed, which meant that he didn't get a say in this. This, whatever it was, didn't make him happy.
Peter took another bite of his muffin. He figured that she wouldn't rush him. No matter how eager she was to discover what had happened during his day. He licked more crumbs off his fingers, holding his backpack tightly on his back," Physics club meets on Mondays and Wednesdays during lunch," he waited as Aunt May wrote it down. He knew that he probably shouldn't have said anything about either clubs. However, he also knew that Aunt May would get the information out of him. One way or another, which always creped him out," Quiz bowl meets on Tuesdays and Thursdays during lunch."
Peter waited for Aunt May to finish writing it down. He finished off his muffin, gobbling it down. Aunt May shook her head as she looked up at him. She watched as he nosily licked the crumbs from his fingers. Even though Aunt May loved to look at Peter gobbling up her meals, she had to keep his manners tiptop.
When he finally stopped, his eyes searched for the clock. It was 3:45pm, and he had tons of homework to do. He held onto his backpack tighter, as he had done as a student. He smiled at Aunt May," Thanks for the muffin Aunt May. I have homework to do," he raced up the stairs and Aunt May followed him. Being Aunt May, she knew that Peter had something on his mind. She had practically raised the boy, and knew that something was on his mind. Once he was at the top of the stairs, he turned to Aunt May," By the way Aunt May, why did you want me to sign up for extracurriculars? M.J. told me that you texted her."
Aunt May shook her head and sighed. She figured that he would be upset at her for doing this. However, that didn't change her stance on it. She knew Peter, and she knew his social life," Because I figured you needed a little more excitement to your life. Especially now that Uncle Ben is gone."
Peter sighed and May knew how he was going to tackle this. Nevertheless, she allowed him to make his point. It was a valid one, but not something that was going to change her mind. She knew that if she didn't allow him to make this statement, he would be more upset with her.
"I know that," Peter replied, sounding defensive. May knew his tactic, but continued to listen anyway. She knew it was only a matter of time before he surrendered to her tactics. Not to mention her cooking," but I still don't think I need any extracurriculars. My life is already as exciting as it can get. Plus, I have finals in four weeks."
May almost died laughing at the last excuse, but caught herself. She nodded and took in what he said. She knew that she didn't need to counter this, but did anyway. She wanted Peter to have a life. A life, outside of studying. She wanted Peter to make more friends. He did already have M.J. and Harry, that was true, but she would've liked it better if he found more people to complete his inner circle.
"I know you do," she said," but I would like you to have a life outside of studying. I know you already have friends, but I would prefer you cast your net wider."
Peter nodded and raced back up the stairs. May sighed tiredly as she called up to the stairs. She figured he was already up in his room. Nevertheless, she still called to him anyway. She had already done her damage and didn't want to upset him further," Lasagna at six."
She sighed again and went towards the kitchen. She was thankful that Peter had left. That way it gave her time to think. She loved Peter with all her heart, but she was also thankful when she had her own time to herself. She quickly got out a glass pan, remembering the recipe by heart.
Upstairs, Peter Parker put his backpack near his bed. He took some notebook paper out of his pockets. He put them on his desk, and took out a random notebook. He took out some more materials before he came deeply absorbed in his homework.
Normally, this happened whenever he was upset with Aunt May. This wasn't often, but when it did happen, he got a lot of work down. He sighed tiredly, and continued working on his homework. He finished in another ten minutes and took out another notebook. He commenced his history homework. As he flipped through the pages, he heard his pocket buzz and vibrate. He pulled it out and looked at the screen. On it appeared Zara Taylor, one of the varsity Quiz bowl players. He opened it up.
"Hello?" he asked as he continued to scrawl on the page. He soon finished, and went on to physics. As time went on, his anger seemed less and less. He remembered Aunt May's warning that dinner was at six. He remained ready if she decided to call it early.
"Hey Peter I was wondering if you'd like to play in the varsity's game Thursday?" she asked politely. Peter tried to think about the varsity team's players," one of our players is sick and won't be able to make it."
Peter thought over this for another moment. His pencil flew across the paper faster than he registered it. Before he knew it, he was finished with physics. His eyes glanced up at the clock in his room, and then back at his bed. He had finished his homework by four thirty-five, which was a world record. He shook his head and tried to focus on Zara's question.
"Uh, sounds good. When is it?" he asked, probably sounding like a complete dork. He felt blank for a bit, and then his brainpower returned to him.
"It goes from three o' clock to three fifteen after school," she answered," Do you have any other questions?" she asked.
Peter thought for a moment. He found another question to ask, and did," Do we have to travel? Do we have a practice before hand?" he asked, remembering what the librarian had told him. He waited for her answer, keeping his eyes on the clock. The time towards dinner seemed to be going faster than usual. He waited for Zara's response.
"No and yes. I don't remember if the librarian told you, but we do get one home match. It'll be held in the school library and we'll have a practice at lunch in the library. Any other questions?" she asked, her voice growing a bit more nagging with each time. He knew she probably didn't mean to, but sometimes that was what made Peter annoyed with girls.
"No actually, there isn't. Thank you Zara and I'll be sure to make it to that match," he said and closed the phone. He hadn't meant to be rude to her. It had just come because he was upset with Aunt May. That, and the way that she had spoken so impatiently to him. He shook his head as he grabbed his cell phone. He dialed a number, and eventually called Mary Jane," Mary Jane?" he said.
"Hey Peter what's up?" she asked, acting as if nothing had ever happened after school. Nevertheless, Peter still felt his anger lessening. He knew that M.J. and Aunt May had only done what they had done for him. How could he be mad at that?
"I just wanted to let you know that I have a match on Thursday," he said and waited for her reaction. He continued," I'm playing on the varsity team because one of their players is sick." He continued waiting, and eventually got it.
"Peter, that's great! I'll try to be there and make Harry comes along as well. By the way, you should totally tell Ava and the others," she responded as cheerful as ever. Peter's anger had diminished since then and now he felt perfectly fine," I'm sure they'd be willing to support you too."
Peter nodded, even though she couldn't see him. He went over to his computer and turned it on. He sat down in his chair, spinning around. He thought about the others, mostly Sam," I'm sure they would."
"Well Peter, I gotta go," she said as he turned on his monitor. He clicked on the big blue "e" and waited. He tapped his fingers on the mouse," dinner's ready and tonight's lasagna."
"Hey me too." He said and the two hung up. His eyes looked up at the clock and he raced downstairs. He put his cell phone in his pocket, leaving his computer. As he raced down the stairs, he noticed that the table was quieter than usual. He slowed down as he hit a corner, and then continued running. He sat down at the table next to Aunt May, making sure to grab as much as he wanted. He also made sure to leave enough for May.
"So, who was talking on the phone?" she asked, her eyes taking in him. The past couple of months, he had grown like a weed. Both knew it, because they made frequent trips to Good Will.
"First it was Zara Taylor," he told her, not taking his eyes off his plate. He picked up a spoonful of lasagna and put it in his mouth. He chewed for awhile and eventually swallowed," she asked me if I would play in the varsity team's match on Thursday after school. I told her I would, and then I told M.J. about it."
Aunt Many nodded, not bothering to hide her excitement. She knew that she hadn't exactly planned it. Peter must've known that as well. Another thing May noticed was that Peter's anger seemed to have disappeared. She shook her head, trying to focus.
"That's terrific Peter," she said and put a hand on his shoulder. His eyes looked up at her," I'm very proud of you."
Peter blushed," Thanks." May ruffled his hair and a smile split across her face. Peter noticed this, and couldn't help but smile back at her.
"I promise I'll try to make it to the match tomorrow," she said," When is it?"
Peter thought for a moment, his fork in midair. He put it down and May waited for the response. She was glad. Glad that Peter wasn't upset with her anymore. Glad that Peter actually had something to do," three o' clock to three fifteen after school in the library."
May nodded and continued eating. The rest of the meal was conversational to say the least. Both were bouncing subjects back and forth constantly. After the meal was over, Peter grabbed a quick slice of chocolate pie and slipped upstairs.
May watched him go, a smile on her face. She couldn't be more proud of Peter. She knew it. She put her plate on top of Peter's and then went to take care of after dinner dishes.
Upstairs, Peter put on his Spider-Man suit. He knew that it was risky, especially with Aunt May around. He also knew that Aunt May didn't check his bedroom during this time, so he was in the clear. The only real time she checked his room was when she was cleaning it, or when she was checking on him as he slept.
As soon as his mask covered his face, he swung out the window. He made sure to close it behind him as he left. Before he had time to go anywhere, he heard something beep. He pressed a button on his right wrist and a small holo screen appeared with Nick Fury's face on it.
"Where the hell are you? Training starts soon and we've been looking for you." He said, probably yelling. Knowing Fury, he most likely was, along with spitting. Spidey remembered the first time that he had been spit on.
"I just finished dinner," he replied and Fury's eyebrows shot up," I'll be there as soon as I can." And with that, the holo screen disappeared. Sometimes, Spidey wished that Fury wouldn't give him so much shit. It really bothered him.
Spidey thought about the extracurriculars as he swung towards the Helicarrier. His thoughts were jumbled. Mostly school and extracurriculars. He tried to work out a schedule of how he was going to pull this off. If he could pull this, off.
Me: So I know this was a bit of a shorter chapter than last time, but I promise more in the next one. I'm thankful that I'm the first poster on the topic, and if anyone's interested, I have an Ultimate Spidey role-play!
I would like to thank the people who reviewed my first chapter. Thanks so much!
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