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.

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14. Second Robbery

I let out a small shriek when I saw the spider in the vent.  Yep, despite all that’s happened, I still don’t like them.  Actually, it’s more like, in light of all that’s happened.

Anyway, I carefully crawled around it and through the small chamber to the roof of the school.  The building was tall, and it overlooked much of the city.  I left my backpack on the roof and inhaled deeply, just before taking a running leap off of the edge and swinging through the air towards the bank and the sound of police sirens.

When I got to the bank, I landed on the roof, out of view of the people down on the street.  I went in through the rooftop vent cover and found myself in another restroom.  Out in the lobby, I could hear the voices of the robbers, but not enough to make out what they were saying.  I figured that meant that they were far enough away that I could leave the restroom unnoticed.

I opened the door and poked my masked head outside.  There they were, four of them--down the hallway, loading bags up with money inside the vault.  I crawled up the wall to the high ceiling so I could get closer without being seen.  When I was right above them, my heart started racing.  I was slightly nervous.  With the last robbery, I didn’t really engage in hand-to-hand combat.  However, I knew what I had to do--and I wasn’t turning back, now.

I let go of the ceiling--and my last moment of remaining unnoticed--and flipped my body around, landing right on top of one of the goons.  When the others saw me, I heard one of them swear.  I turned around and punched him in the mouth.

“I don’t appreciate that kind of language,” I said, feeling my confidence rising.

“Who invited the spider?”  There it was again.  I recognized the voice, but I still couldn’t place it.

Trying to keep my wits about me I said, “I didn’t exactly get an invite.”  One of the guys rushed me from behind.  I felt the warning running down my spine and did a back-flip and he ran under me.  “I heard there was a party going on…”  I webbed two of them to the wall.  “…and I just couldn’t resist.”  The third guy tried to hit me in the head from behind.  I ducked, turned, and knocked him over with a high kick to the face.

After tying him up in webs, I looked around for the last robber--the owner of the voice.  He was gone.  I let him get away.  Again.

I turned to the others.  “Oh!  And you can tell the police that I’m not a guy.”  I smiled--not that they could see it anyway.  “You fellas just got beat by a girl.”  They just stared at me in unbelief.  The police darted into the building, holding their guns out in front of them, but I was already on my way through the ceiling vent, heading back to the roof.

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