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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15. What Voice?

I got back to school just in time for lunch.  Really, it only took me about half an hour to stop the bank robbers.  However, on my way back to school, I noticed a guy stealing a lady’s purse.  I couldn’t let him get away with that.  Later, I stopped a gang fight, a drunk driver, and saved a construction worker that fell off of a scaffolding.  That’s why I missed almost three hours of class.

I landed on the roof, grabbed my backpack, and went back down through the vent.  Luckily, there was no one in the restroom when I got there.  I opened the vent and jumped down.  After realizing that I left the cover open, I shot a web at it and pulled it shut.

The bell to go to lunch rang just after I finished pulling my clothes on over the suit.  I met up with my friends at our usual lunch table and was immediately bombarded with questions.

“Where have you been?”

“Why weren’t you in first period?”

“Are you feeling okay?  Are you sick?”

“Guys!  I’m fine!” I said.

Tyler walked up with his lunch tray.  “Hey, Jo.  How’d it go?”

“How’d what go?” my other friends wondered.

“There was another bank robbery.  I just got back from stopping it,” I told them.

“Awesome!” Kyle exclaimed.

“Wait--just got back?” Sammi asked.  “When did you leave?”

“Like, as soon as school started.”

“Why’d it take so long?”

“Well, on the way back I decided to stop for ice cream.”  I still had my sense of sarcasm.

“What?!” Tyler shouted.

“And you didn’t bring us any?!” Kyle asked.

“Relax, guys.  I was kidding.  There were a few other things that caught my attention and I couldn’t just ignore them.”

“Like…?,” Colleen prompted.

“Like saving a guy’s life.”

“I think this power’s going to your head.”

I gave Kyle a look that said, really?

"Just remember," he said, "With great power..."

"Comes great responsibility," I said along with him.  "I know."

"Seriously!  Where?"  Sammi practically shouted.

I looked at her and shook my head in a way that meant, I have no idea.  Then I said, “But, the thing I’ve been thinking about the most is that voice.”

“Voice?  What voice?” Trish asked, seeming concerned for my mental well-being.

“You remember the one that got away the first time?  I heard him again, today.  I could swear I know his voice, but I just can’t think from where.”

“Maybe you’ve heard his voice on a TV commercial or something,” Sammi suggested.

I gave her the same look I gave Kyle and said, “Really?  A TV commercial?”

“I don’t know; I’m just spit-balling here.  For all we know, he could go to our school.”

I thought about that for a second.  What if he did?  I didn’t really want to think about who it could be, plus, I didn’t have much time to wrap my mind around it because the bell rang for us to go to class.

I walked to AP Lit with Sammi.  We took our seats about two minutes before the tardy bell rang.  When it did ring, Pete wasn’t there.

“Where’s Pete?” I asked Sammi.

“Who am I, his keeper?  I don’t know,” she said.

Just then, he walked into the classroom, late.  But he didn’t say hi like he usually did.  He didn’t say anything.  He just took his seat and kind of stared off into space.

“Hi, Pete,” I said.

“What?”  He looked back at me, as if being pulled out of a trance.  “Oh, hi.”

“Are you okay?” I asked him.

“Yeah, I’m just…”  He trailed off.  I looked at him expectantly.  “Tired,” he finished.  “I’m alright.”

“Okay,” I said and leaned back in my seat.

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