Chapitre 3: Chapter 3: My Friends
"Hey Jake, how are you feeling?" Peter asks after he noticed me. This drew the attention of the others in front of the bus. Luke Cage looked up his head leaving the top of Jessica's own.
He let go of her and walked towards me his dark brown eyes glinting. He then gave me a bro hug. "Dude what happened to you over the weekend?" he looks at me while saying this, his hand passing through his short hair done in a fade.
I sigh and reply "Wasn't feeling well, had a fever," I walk to the group consisting of Peter, Harry, Ned, Eddie, Gwen, the two MJ's and Cindy. Jean waves at me and I wave back while I notice Felicia walking over causing me to sigh.
One of the people I'm close to but don't really talk to is my cousin Felicia Hardy. Her Grandad and my Grandmom are siblings and so we do hang out with each other every once in a while. "Are you feeling better Jake?" she asks me to which I nod.
She then joins Lyn, Cindy, and the other girls to talk about whatever it is that girls talk about. Peter, Harry, Ned, and I started talking about the field trip and science. We were throwing around so many terms I was confused as to how I knew them. As we talked, we started boarding the bus.
I gave a nod to Danny who went to the back and sat down with Miles Morales who had his headphones around his neck and Gwen who was leaning on his shoulder. Miles looks up at me with a slight smile before putting his headphones on. He looked more like a mixture between his spider-verse and comics counterpart.
I sit next to Harry while Peter and Ned sit in the seats in front of us. We go about our discussion while I look out the window at the sites Manhattan has to offer and start listing my friends in my mind.
'Peter, Ned, Harry, Luke, Danny, Miles, Eddie, Lyn, Gwen until a thought appears within my mind that increased my anxiety. 'I wonder which universe this one is mostly based off, please not the Scope-verse,' I think to myself shivering at my memories of the symbiotes, while we arrive the lab.
Meanwhile in my (authors) room
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'Should I make my symbiotes like that or should I sort of merge them, this is hard you know.' I think before picking a Tracy Scopes comic from the website currently open on my tablet. 'Way better than Shadbase.' Settling on a decision the author starts to input more Scope-verse themes before a blue wisp shows up in front of him.
'Is that what I fucking think it is,' I think before throwing out my previous idea. I open my laptop before going through the stories as the wisp disappears. Finding the anomaly anger appears on my face. "Deadpool ! that mother fucking, scrotum faced son of a bitch, when he's caught for his crimes against the stable operation of the Noctice-verse and Rego-verse I'll….."
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