Teen-Age Spider-Girl Part 1

Josephina Johnson was an average High School student. She was one of the unnoticed kids with an knack for staying in the shadows. But that's all about to change her Senior Year when she finds herself with unnatural powers like sticking to walls and shooting webs. Can she manage to keep her status as the quiet girl, but get the boy of her dreams to take her to Homecoming, all while battling a chain of bank robberies led by someone she may or may not know? Join Josephina and her friends in their quest to find answers.


21. Hospital

Thursday.  The Homecoming dance was in two days and I was stuck in a lonely hospital room.  I tried to entertain myself by watching TV, but I always ended up on a news station and all that they talked about was the bank robberies that I couldn’t be there to stop at the moment.  I couldn’t stand it.

When Pat took my blood pressure, though, she seemed surprised.  “Wow.  You’re almost normal.”

“Really?  Isn’t that a good thing?”

“W--well, of course,”  she stuttered.  “I’m just surprised.  When we tried to take your blood type we couldn’t figure it out.  It was almost like it wasn’t human.”

I felt my face go white and I hoped Pat didn’t notice.  “Hmm,”  I mumbled.

She continued,  “Anyway, without your blood type we couldn’t risk an infusion.  If your body didn’t accept it, you could’ve died.  So we decided to wait it out.  Usually, people in your state would have a high fever right now, but you’re different.  It’s almost like your blood is replicating itself so quickly that you need no outside interference.  It’s unlike anything I’ve ever seen.”

I just listened, thinking of my spider DNA, then said,  “Weird.”

“Yeah,”  Pat agreed, nodding her head.  “‘Weird’ is exactly what I was thinking.”

I silently prayed within myself that she wouldn’t put two and two together and discover my alter ego.  Trying to shift the conversation a little I said, “So, do you think I’ll be able to make it to Homecoming?”

“We’ll see, but at this rate, you might even be able to go to school tomorrow.”

“That’s great!  I won’t have as much make-up work to do.  And I can catch up on what I already missed.”

“Yeah, that’d be good for you.  But again, we’ll have to see.”


That evening, all five of my friends came to visit me.  “Pete asked about you again,”  Sammi told me.  “He said he had to tell you something, but he wanted to talk to you in person.”

“Hmm, I wonder what that’s about?  You guys, I have something to tell you, though.  Earlier, when Pat took my blood pressure, she said it was almost back to normal.”  I told them about not getting a blood infusion and everything.  “I really hope she doesn’t decide to investigate further.”

“Yeah, she might find out about you…  did you ever end up telling your mom?”

I gave a big sigh.  “No.  I don’t know what happened--one minute, I was ready to tell her everything--and then the next--”  I stopped and let out a short breath.  “I chickened out.  And I’m still lying to her.”

“Well, it’s probably for the best,”  Kyle said, trying to be reassuring.

“I don’t know,”  I said, gently moving my head from side to side.

“Well, anyway,”  Sammi started.  “I told Pete the story we decided on when we brought you here.  He was acting weird at first, though---like he felt guilty.  He pulled himself together pretty quickly…  I’m sure he was just really hoping you were okay.”

I still got a little giddy whenever we talked about Pete.  Smiling, I said, “He was worried about me?”  then sighed, “He’s so sweet.”

Kyle gave a long drawn-out “yeah” then said, “Anyway, so, you’ll be able to come to school tomorrow?”

“Maybe,”  I told him.  “Pat said we’ll have to wait and see.  But I barely feel any pain in my arm, and I haven’t had any medication in the last…  oh, eight hours now.  I think I’ll be there.”

“It’s ‘Photo Friday’ in first period tomorrow,”  he said.  “I think we’re doing rule-of-thirds or something, but I can help you get caught up on what you missed if you want.”

“I’d like that.  Thanks!”
Just after I said that, one of the nurses came in.  “Okay, visiting hours are over kids, time to go.”

“See ya, Jo.”

“Bye, Jo.”

“See ya tomorrow, Jo--maybe.”


“Bye, Jo.”

“Bye, guys.  See ya tomorrow--maybe.”

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