Hey guys! I'm so sorry it took so long for me to update this. I sort of lost my inspiration. I am back, though, and I have a question. Would you guys rather me have Jenny and Peter together in the first spiderman movie, or later? Do you think I should have Peter and Gwen together first, or should I go straight to Jenny and Peter? Just give me a review if you care, because I don't know how to make a poll on my account. Anyways, here's the next chapter. Enjoy!

CHAPTER 4

At first, what Gwen said didn't register. When it did, my brain started working a million miles an hour. "Oh my gosh, seriously?! You're not just pulling my leg?" I knew she wasn't by the look on her face. "IM not, you're going to be working with me, at Oscorp, on science, and you're starting tomorrow!" At that point, I was so excited I couldn't even sit. I jumped up and started hopping around the table excitedly, chanting "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, I got in, I got in!"

"Jenny, what's going on? Why are you hopping around the table?" Oh look, it was Peter! My day was just getting better by the second. "I got the internship at Oscorp!" Gwen was smiling knowingly at me while Peter just looked confused. "What internship?" As I was about to tell him, the bell rang. "I'll tell you when we walk home. Let's get to English. Bye Gwen!" "Bye Jenny, bye Peter." Gwen said as she walked off to her next class.

"Before we go to your house, can we stop by mine? My phone died, and I need to let Aunt May and Uncle Ben know I'm walking you home." Peter asked. "Yeah, sure. I'm not in a hurry. My dad will probably be at work until late, so I've got time." Since my dad walked me to school this morning, he had to stay at work later. He may not even stop by the house before he starts his patrol, but of course, I can't tell Peter this.

When school finally got out, I was definitely ready to get home. Like I said before, I'm good at school, but I don't like it. I found Peter by his locker, and we started to head towards his house. "You know Aunt May is going to freak out when she sees your face, right?" I've been calling them Aunt May and Uncle Ben since first grade, when I first met them. They thought it was sad that I didn't have any aunts or uncles, so they insisted I call them that. "Yeah. Please don't tell them what happened. You know how Aunt May is." If Aunt May knew, she would freak out and probably call the school to demand his suspension, at the least. It would be for the best if she didn't know. "I won't tell."

We got on the subway to go to Queens. I was a bit apprehensive, because I had heightened senses. This is another strange thing about me. I inherited my dad's sense of hearing, smell, taste, touch, and I even had heightened sight, even though my dad was blind. This is why I was wary of riding the subway. Because so many people rode it, it always smelled horrible, and it was just so loud! I could hear a person's heartbeat from ten feet away, so riding the subway was always horribly loud. Peter and I sat down, and I turned to him to start a conversation to distract myself from the agonizing noises.

"So, do you like anyone this year?" I asked. Why did I just ask that, and why did I suddenly feel so nervous? "Um, yes, actually, I do." Peter blushed and scratched the back of his neck. He can be so cute sometimes! Did I just call him cute? Oh no… "Who do you like Pete? Do I know her?" "Yes, you definitely know her, alright." He mumbled. What he said confused me.

"What did you say, Peter?" Why did I feel so awkward all of a sudden? Peter and I could always talk about anything. I never should have brought this up. "I said it was, umm… Gwen! I like Gwen!" Peter looked panicked and a bit worried after he said this. "You don't have to shout, I'm right next to you." I giggled to hide my disappointment, and to try and get rid of some of the awkward tension.

Thank goodness we finally got to our stop. We got off and started to walk to peter's house, or rather, I walked and peter skated. We walked in to the wonderful aroma of meatballs. Yumm! "Hey Aunt May! Smells good! I called as I walked into the kitchen. "Jenny! It's so good to see you again!" Aunt May exclaimed. "It's good to see you too. I would have come by this summer, but I was really busy." "It's fine; just make sure to come by more." Aunt May smiled.

"hey Aunt May. What's for diner?" Peter asked as he grabbed a water out of the fridge to put on his face. "It's spaghetti and meatballs, Pete. Can't you smell it?" Peter looked at me stangely before Uncle Ben came in with a box of trophies, putting them on the table and successfully drawing Peter's attention from me.

"Ben! Get that filthy box out of my kitchen!" Aunt May exclaimed. "But these are my bowling trophies." Ben complained. "Well then, please, keep that filthy box in my kitchen." I giggled at their antics. Aunt May and Uncle Ben were such a cute couple. "Hey Jenny." "Hey Uncle Ben." We smiled at each other.

"Peter, what happened to your face?!" Aunt May questioned. Peter looked at me with a panicked expression before saying "Uh, skateboarding." "Why do kids even ride those things?" May exclaimed. "Because it's stupid and dangerous. Remember when we were stupid and dangerous?" Ben smirked. Aunt May was having none of it. "No." "well, we were." Uncle Ben told us as he put his box of trophies on the floor.

"Where's the flood?" I asked, noticing Uncle Ben was trailing water through the house. "In the basement. How about Peter comes to help me, and we'll leave you two women to talk about woman stuff?" I smirked with Ben. "You serious?" Me and Peter said at the same time as Uncle Ben went towards the basement. "Yep."

Peter followed Uncle Ben as I turned to Aunt May. "Do you need help with dinner?' "Yes, dear, if you could help me with the meatballs." I went over to stir them a bit as Aunt May turned back to cleaning her kitchen. "So Jenny, how are you and your dad doing? We need to have you two over for dinner sometime soon." I smiled at her as I stirred the meatballs. "We're doing well. I don't know if my dad can come for dinner any time soon, though. He's got a case going on."

I sighed, feeling a little pathetic. Sometimes I wished my dad could be normal, and able to do things such as having dinner with the Parkers. I loved my dad to dearth, but his second life could get so frustrating sometimes! Aunt May must have noticed my depressed state, because she turned me around and looked deep into my eyes.

"Sweetie, I know your dad's work schedule must be frustrating at times, but your father loves you very much. I know it must be hard to talk to your dad about some things, and I just want to remind you that if you ever to talk about anything, I'll always be there for you. You can tell me anything, Jenny. You are like a daughter to me, Jenny." My eyes started to well up with tears. Sometimes I just needed another woman to talk to, I needed a mom, and I guess Aunt May saw that.

"Thank you so much, Aunt May. You don't know how much that means to me!" I replied as I hugged her. "Sweetheart, you've been coming over here since first grade. You've been basically family for years." She said into my shoulder. I didn't even realize I was crying until I away from Aunt May to find her shoulder slightly damp.

"Thanks Aunt May. If anyone was the perfect mom, it would be you." I smiled at her. I meant it too. I never knew my mom, and my dad hasn't always been there for me. Aunt Kay and Uncle Ben have been just like a mom and dad to me. If there was anyone in the world I could turn to, it would be them. I trusted them with my life.

I smiled at Aunt May as I wiped my tears and turned back to the meatballs and Aunt May continued to clean. We worked in silence for a while before Uncle Ben came back up, and they started to playfully banter again. I wasn't really listening though, because I was thinking. Did I really think of the Parkers as my family? Why was I so awkward with Peter all of a sudden? And why had Aunt May chosen now to tell me she was there for me, and not at an earlier time, like Jr high? I really could have used a mothers guidance then.

My thoughts were interuppted, however, whenI noticed that the white noise that was Ben and May Parker had stopped. I turned to see what was wrong, and noticed that they were both stopped in the middle of doing something with border struck faces. Confused, I turned to see what they were looking at, and saw Peter with a shell shocked expression, holding a very beat up looking brief case.

Once again, I am so sorry for such a long wait. I know this chapter wasn't very interesting, and the next few probably won't be either, but it will get better! I have big things planned for Jenny, just you wait. Don't forget to review, and let me know what you want for Jenny and Peter, and I will let you know now, you may not get what you like. I will try to please you, but I'm not going to garuntee anything at this point. Thanks again, and thanks to all the people that have been supporting me. Thanks! :)