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Marvel: Play It Cool

What would happen if the spider made the wrong decision? Instead of Peter Parker, he bit another kid. The spider made his choice. Now, it's the turn of the human-spider to make his! Would he be the Hero or lie down on his bed waiting to wake up? With questions of his own, will he be a hero that the people need or will he be a villain to live freely? Follow Lenard Green as he lives with a spider within him!

WHITEK_NIGHT · Anime & Comics
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22 Chs

Chapter 1 The Self-Proclaimed Class Clown

Year 2009, September.

Walking down the street, a young man with black hair and green eyes dances on his path.

Wearing earphones, playing 'Peter Pan was right', the boy with messy hair makes his way around the familiar road to a familiar school.

He had worn a white t-shirt with a sweater over it and baggy pants. He's fashion was really bad but his face made up for it.

Towering about 176 cm, the boy smiles innocently, as he lives in his own world. His body wasn't too buff or too thin, he was just average. He was just a normal kid with no future plan or dreams.

He worried about his future at night but forgot about it when the sun rose.

That's me! I'm Lenard Green, a 15 year old, who attends Midtown High School in New York. It's been a month since I became a Fresher now!

Though I'm not smart or strong or anything, I still can say with pride that I'm the funniest guy you can find.

Walking down the path to school, periodically shaking my body and kicking air, listening to the song, whose lyrics I don't understand.

*Tap* I feel a tap on my shoulder and turn around. I see a kid with glasses, and same messy black hair pointing at my earphones.

Removing my earphones, I realize that it was never connected to the phone. I was blasting music right in the middle of the city with everyone giving me, weird looks.

Though I thought those looks were cause they were amazed by my dance.

I plug in the earphones and wear them back, though this memory was burned into my mind now.

My cheeks redden as the heat rises. I clutch my face in my hands and bow down.

"Thanks, Peter. Pfftt!"

Thanking the kid, who told me about the earphones, I start laughing at my own antics.

"No problem, Lenard."

Saying that, Peter walks ahead.

Well, it's not like we know each other that well. We just meet each other once in a while, during class.

Standing back up, I follow Peter picking up the pace to reach him.

Walking beside him, I start talking.

"By the way, Peter, you excited about the Oscorp tour this Friday!"

Nodding his head, Peter replies silently.

Okay~ He's not keen on talking, huh?

"Either way, you like tech, don't you? Thinking about working there someday?"

Slowing in his tracks, Peter asks me.

"How did you know, I like tech?"

"Well, it's just that your eyes shine whenever you attend Physics and Chemistry, while you usually make things. So I took a guess! Well, did I get it right?"

"Cool, you're like a detective, huh?"

"Nah!"

Waving my hand at him, I deny it.

"Just that seeing dark circles under your eyes, tells me that you were excited and didn't sleep last night! You keeping quiet before and talking now means that you really like tech. You were moving slowly without a care about your surroundings told me that you're sleepy and will bunk the history class to sleep as history is for... well, historians.

Nothing much, I'm just a good observer!"

Laughing at me, Peter shakes his head.

"Was that sarcasm?"

"No, that was an observation!"

Smiling, I answer him with more sarcasm.

"HA~ Well, we are here!"

Saying that, Peter stops. Looking forward, I see the high school that I've been going to for a month now.

"Well, there's still three days before Friday, Peter. Don't oversleep on that day!"

"Yeah, I won't!"

Saying that Peter and I go our own ways.

Truth be told, I'm more of a class clown. I thought that a good sense of humor would make me popular but it seems I was misinformed.

I'm a loner, who cracks jokes in class! Well, I tried making friends but.... I always mess it up. I don't even know why!

Was it cause I made fun of his dead father?

Or the time I made fun of poverty? Maybe it was when I made fun of him in front of him?

Now that I think about it, I kinda feel bad for anybody having me as a friend.

"HA~ Loner life, it is."

Shaking my head, I smile as I walk down the school hall.

Looking at the students, I call out to them.

"Yo, sunglasses!"

He's the guy who always wears sunglasses, even in class. I forgot his name but I don't need to remember it as he ignores me.

"Yo, silver hair!"

"Piss off, Lenard."

Nodding my head, I turn around and walk back as the girl with long silver hair shouts at me.

Okay, that went..... well! People didn't run to hit me! That was quite well!!

It's progress!!

Wearing the earphones back on, I meet a fellow loner and walk towards her.

"Hey, if it isn't th-"

"I'm busy!"

"Alright! See ya later, Michelle!"

Understanding that she like peace, I turn around and walk away.... again!

Should I run to the men's washroom and cry?!

Nah! It will take more than that to break me!!

....

After school.

Yep, I'm broken!

The entire day, I tried! No, not making friends but talking to others!

I don't know whether I should be happy or not, at my infamy that people walk away as soon as I raise my hand at them!

Yeah, I need a washroom crying session!

*Slap*

Slapping myself, I focus.

"No! You're Lenard Green! You're the best at..... not the best but fairly good at comedy! You can make friends!"

"Though I still need that washroom break, I was holding it in since the second last period!"

Dashing towards the nearest washroom, I find it completely filled with jocks.

Yeah, they had practice today!!

Though the ladies washroom next door was completely empty.

Trust me when I say I was tempted but I had to choose between relief or being branded a pervert for the rest of my school life!

What do I do? Wait! Let's wait!

After waiting for 1 hour, I finally enter the washroom, only to find all of them were clogged.

"What the hell did those guys eat?!! I want to talk to their coach about their diet! There's no way they are making the nationals with this diet!!"

No! Wrong time, Lenard! Make fun of them another day! Your life is on the stake here!!

"AH! The men's washroom near the science prep room!"

Dashing out the current washroom, I run towards the corner of the building which was basically deserted.

Students without club had already left for home and students with a club never walked around that place since there was no science club or something!

Though I wonder if I said washroom too many times! Is it because of that, the pressure is increasing?!

...

It was just a normal morning for me today.

My mom was driving me to the school today.

"Felicia, what time should I pick you up?"

"It's fine. My boyfriend will drop me off."

"When did you get a boyfriend?"

The car reaches school and stops. Getting out of the car, I close the door with a bang and bend down to look at my mom.

"You would have known if you actually paid attention to me!"

Saying that, I walked towards my school.

From the above conversion, you must have found out that the relation between my mom and me is a bit bad.

Not that it matters, I never lied to her. She was always busy with her work and never paid attention to me.

Reaching the school, I greet my friends.

"Hey, Mary, Harry, Flash!"

"Yo, Felicia."

"Hey, Fel."

"Looking hot, Felicia."

Harry Osborn, Mary Jane and Flash Thompson, these guys are my friends.

They might not seem much but Harry is the richest guy in school, Mary is one of the hottest girls in school and Flash is... well, he's Flash!

"Did you hear about the Oscorp tour?"

Mary opens the conversation.

"Yeah, I heard about it yesterday."

"Oh! By the way, Harry, isn't that your company?"

"Not mine, Flash. It's my dad's!"

"Same thing!"

We start conversing when I see a black haired boy walking towards us, raising his hand.

"Yo, silver girl!"

"Piss off, Lenard."

Replying faster than lightning, I send him on his way.

Nodding his head, the kid known as Lenard Green walks away.

"You know him?"

Mary asks me.

"Nah! We're just in the same class. He's a pitiful guy with no friends so I talked to him a few times. He probably fell in love with me!"

"Hahaha! That's right! With that hot body, there's no one who won't fall for you!"

"Of course! By the way, I will be not with you after school."

Seeming a bit disturbed, Mary asks me.

"Why? Wait, don't tell me!! It's Ryan!"

Smiling, I nod at her.

"Yeah, he confessed to me and today will be our first date!"

"Oh! Dating a senior! You surely seem to be a grown-up now!"

Closing in on me, Mary smirks as she continues.

"Just use a contraceptive, though!"

Playfully slapping her back, I rebuke her.

"I won't sleep with him so soon! It will probably be on the third or fourth date!"

"Really?"

"Yes! Really! Now let's get going! The science teacher is really strict!"

....

After school.

Damn, I got held back due to the acrobatics club.

I was walking towards the empty part of the school. Ryan called me to the science prep room. Apparently, he has some work.

Reaching the room, I pulled the door open.

I had worn a white top, that reached only till my chest, showing my waist and a tight jeans. I actually wore these clothes to seduce and tease him a bit.

I wonder if he will like it?

Smiling like a fool in love, I entered the science room.

Inside the room, there was an older boy waiting for me. He was placing the chemicals carefully not to break them and turned to me.

"Heya, Fel."

"Hey, Ryan. What you doing?"

Closing the door behind me, I walked near him and sat on the seat beside him.

"Nothing. I was just asked by the science teacher to take care of the chemicals."

Siting down near me, he closed in on me to kiss me, which I welcomed.

As our lips were about to meet, he reached his hand down near my chest, which I slapped away.

"Hey!"

"What?"

"It's our first date!"

I wasn't that angry since men always used to think with their lower halves.

Smiling, he waves his hand.

"Sorry, I just thought you were that kind of a woman!"

"What do you mean?!"

It hurt my heart hearing him say something like that.

"You know, I heard that you fooled around quite a bit when you were in middle school!"

"You know what! I'm going home!"

In a fit of rage, I stood up and tried to leave but he held my hand and pulled me back.

Falling on his lap, he smiles.

"Hey, I'm sorry! Don't be angry now! I'm really good in bed, you know!!"

Pushing him away, I stood up screaming at him.

"I didn't know you were like this! It's over between us, Ryan!!"

Saying that, I try to move but he pulls harder on my hand.

"Why the hell are you reacting so much?! I know you hang out with the Osborn for money!"

Pushing me on the table, he tries to undress me.

"Hey! Let me go!!"

I didn't notice it before but I could smell alcohol from his mouth. He probably drank before coming here!

"Move away or I will shout, Ryan! I'm warning you!!"

Though Ryan smiled and held my hands together with one hand, undressing me with another.

"LET GOOO!!"

After barely freeing my hand, I pick up a chemical bottle near me and smash it on him.

*Smash* Ryan falters a bit but looks at me with rage, completely losing his smile that he had previously. He was completely drenched in the chemical.

"You bit**! That was hydrochloric acid!! If the school didn't dilute it, I would be dead!!"

Holding me down with more force, he rips away my shirt.

And tries to rip away my bra underneath.

"HEY! LET ME GO!! SOME ONE HELPP!!! ANYBODY!!! HELPP!! Please.."

My voice dies down in the end as I feel my eyes wetting. I felt fear for the first time in a few years

I had always lived my life carefreely, never afraid of anything. My mom being a successful and well-known lawyer, could easily pull me out of any trouble.

I always had money in my bank, which was only second to Harry Osborn! I remembered my mom being there for me, even if I couldn't see her.

Right now, I wished for my mom to save me too. I realized that I always depended on my mom the most! I really shouldn't have fought with her this morning.

Regretting my decision, I close my eyes as I feel his hands on my jeans. He lowers it and I feel his hand over my underwear. Waiting for the inevitable, I give up hope.

..... But it never happened.

Opening my eyes, I saw a familiar face. He was the guy, I didn't want to engage with!!

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