A/N: This story is going to be a rewrite of my other story 'Spectacular Secret' as I reread it and didn't like it. (In my opinion.) The plot was moving way too fast and it was scattered around. This will sort of be Season 1 of Spectacular Spider-Man with a few added things such as new characters, different outcomes, and added events that would change the way Season 2 ended. Anyway, enjoy this chapter. Like the first season, it will skip the uncle Ben origin as everyone (hopefully) knows what happened already.

A figure garbed in a red and blue suit along with a mask with two white eye pieces swung through the bright sky of Manhattan. Every day citizens of Manhattan gawked and pointed at the swinging figure in the sky. The figure performed incredible acrobatic moves with ease as it made its way to Midtown High.

'I should be early...I think. If I travel to school like this I'll never be late!' thought the red and blue figure known as Spider-Man or Peter Parker. Leaping over a building, he used his new found abilities to travel to his school faster. It was also the first time that he had to juggle school, crime fighting, and protecting his secret ID. At first, he used his abilities for selfish gain. He entered wrestling tournaments after his sophomore year in high school was completed. During summer he competed against wrestlers, earning money. Then one day the manager gave him $100 out of the $3000 he was supposed to receive, causing him to storm out in anger with his fists clenched. Once he reached the elevator a thief stole the manager's money and he just stepped out the way, allowing the thief to enter the elevator. As the elevator doors were closing, the thief gave a thankful nod towards Peter who was still garbed in his poorly made suit and mask. Later, Peter discovered his uncle had been shot and so he quickly set out to find the killer, who ended up in a warehouse. Peter, upon entering the warehouse with seething anger, attacked the killer viciously and soon held him up against the glass window, the darkness obscuring the killer's face.

'Just give me a chance!'

'Did you give that old man a chance?! Did you!'

Peter pushed the killer's body up against the glass window with enough force to shatter it. Now the thief was hovering above the ground, at least 30 feet high. Then, a police searchlight encased the two and soon, after blinking from the brightness, Peter saw the face of the killer. His blood ran cold and immediately he felt guilty.

'No...' Peter whispered in horror as he stared at the man's face with the man staring back into his blank eye lenses. His mind replayed what had transpired at the manager's office with the thief, the very same thief that had stolen the money. The very same thief that he had allowed to step into the elevator and escape. It was his fault Uncle Ben was dead. Under his mask, his eyes started to water, tears threatened to come out.

'I should kill you right now!' Peter shouted at the thief who had terror plastered across his face. Then he dropped the man and the man screamed as he fell. But Peter extended his right hand and made a gesture with his index finger, pinkie, and thumb and he quickly attached a web-line to the man and then quickly added another to a street light nearby, causing the thief to stop falling, hanging safely from the street light.

'But my uncle wouldn't approve.' Peter whispered with conviction.

And from that day forward he fought crime at night during summer. What caused him to fight crime? The one phrase his uncle had repeated throughout his life.

'With great power...comes great responsibility.'

Peter blinked under his mask as he swung through the skies, attaching web-line after web-line to nearby buildings. He shook his head to discard those memories and performed acrobatic moves in the skies, causing him to feel joy.

"YAHOO!" Peter yelled in joy as he did a double backflip in midair and then attached a web-line to a nearby building. He increased his speed by attaching a web to a building at the last possible second and swung.

'I think I might enjoy this!' Peter thought in joy as he swung.

Eventually, Peter saw Midtown High. Performing a leap over a building, he made way towards an alley near Midtown High. Once he was there, he double checked his surrounding in the dimly lit alley to make sure that there were no witnesses. Once he was satisfied, he began to quickly change into the alley without taking off his recently fabricated costume, he placed a plain red shirt upon his body and then placed on his blue jeans and stumbled out the alley with his book bag. He then began to slowly walk to the entrance of Midtown High. There was a fountain in the middle of the courtyard and students were scattered. His eyes scanned the crowds of students that stood sprawled across the courtyard and his eyes locked onto two people. One was a boy with red hair wearing a green shirt and baggy jeans and the other was a blonde with glasses and gray pants. The too were looking at Peter and they waved him over and Peter complied, walking towards his two friends.

"Hey, guys!" Peter enthusiastically waved at his two friends Harry Osborn and Gwen Stacy.

"Hey, Peter!" Replied both Harry and Gwen. Peter was now in front of his two friends.

"I'm not good at these sort of things but..." Harry began with a sheepish look, "but I-I'm sorry about your uncle Peter." He finished in a sad tone.

"Yeah, we're sorry," Gwen added while she hung her head low in sadness.

"It's okay guys, at least you were there," Peter assured them with a small smile, though it still brought a pang of sadness at the mention of his deceased uncle.

"Yeah," Harry sighed, "Did you hear about the new vigilante?" Harry asked, changing the subject.

"Mmhm." Gwen hummed in confirmation. "What do you think they call him—or her?"

Peter couldn't help but smile a bit more as he was the subject of the conversation—his alter ego of course. Peter, with some difficulty, managed to suppress the smile to prevent any suspicion.

Peter cleared his throat, "Well...I heard about him. No one seems to be able to get any clear shots of him or her. So far, he's just a dark figure."

"I wonder what the vigilante looks like." Gwen wondered aloud with a curious look on her face.

"Well, it could be another superhero." Harry suggested, drawing a curious look from Gwen while Peter paid close attention, "I mean, we got those others superheroes. What's their name?"

"The Avengers?" Peter offered with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah! Those guys!" Harry said, snapping his fingers.

'Huh...wonder if I could join the Avengers.' Peter mused to himself. 'Probably not.'

"You think this vigilante would join the Avengers?" Gwen asked curiously, oblivious that she repeated Peter's thoughts.

"Unlikely," Peter answered before Harry, drawing confused looks from both parties. "I mean—he's a vigilante. Vigilantes are people who take law into their own hands. I wouldn't be surprised if the Avengers would be called in to arrest him or apprehend him of some sort." Peter explained, shrugging his sore shoulders.

'Ouch. Did I really roast myself? Is that what people call it? Insult myself?' Peter wondered.

"That...could be possible." Gwen nodded in agreement, seeing the logic behind Peter's statement. "But, this Vigilante—he stops criminals. Stops mugging. Like a superhero. Maybe the Avengers would recruit him."

"Again, he's a Vigilante. Though, that could be possible." Peter nodded.

"Don't know," Harry shrugged, "Stormin' Norman seems to be interested in this vigilante from what I've seen but nothing to worry."

"He probably wants to study me..." Peter quietly muttered.

"What was that?" Harry asked as he didn't quite hear Peter clearly.

"I said that I have to get back to studying for tests this year." Peter lied to Harry.

"Oh..." Harry blinked, "Right, anyway if you and your Aunt need help-"

"Don't worry Harry," Peter interjected, shaking his head lightly, "We can manage."

"Are you sure? I mean-"

"No. No. We're fine Harry. If we are struggling I'll tell you." Peter cut him off once again.

"Oh, okay. Good." Harry sighed in relief, genuinely worried for his friend.

Gwen couldn't help but notice that Peter changed drastically. His shirt wasn't long sleeved, it was rather short, exposing his well-defined muscles to her. In fact, she could bet that it was more defined than any of the jocks in the school COMBINED.

'Woah...' Gwen marveled at Peter's muscles, almost drooling in the process. Her ears canceled out Peter's and Harry's conversation about some web series with the words 'Red' and 'Blue' and about some roosters and oddly enough, teeth. She tore her gaze off his muscles and looked around if anyone was looking at her oddly. Fortunately, no one was looking at her. The females around the courtyard seemed to be paying attention to something interesting, they were looking at one thing. Gwen, perplexed, followed their gazes and to her surprise it was Peter Parker, having a casual conversation with Harry. Gwen quickly looked back to some females staring at Peter and noted that they had admiring looks. Gwen returned to paying attention to Harry and Peter, standing awkwardly.

She couldn't help but ask, "Pete? Hav-have you been working out?" She slightly stuttered throughout her speech. Peter's and Harry's conversation, now about Valve and Left 4 Dead, immediately ceased as they stared at Gwen. Peter's face took a panicked look, in which Gwen noted. He seemed to be struggling to come up with an answer...or an explanation.

"Uh..yeah! Yeah!" Peter nodded as fast as a bobble head. "Definitely."

'Crap! Why did I have to wear the short sleeved?' Peter questioned himself.

"...Seriously dude, where and how did you get those muscles over summer! That's like three months and you already have THOSE!" Harry exclaimed in shock, causing many heads to turn towards Peter. Peter stood embarrassed upon the many eyes locked onto him.

"It's nothing Harry. Don't worry about it." Peter replied, attempting to change the subject to save him the embarrassment. 'You guys can look away now!' Peter mentally shouted at the other students who were still staring at Peter. Though he didn't know it, but the females gave admiring looks while the males were given off awed expressions.

"Jesus Christ, it's Jason Bourne." Harry joked, referring to Peter's new developments.

"I'm not Jason Bourne Harry," Peter replied, rolling his eyes. 'Im probably better than Jason Bourne with my new powers, though.'

"I don't know..." Harry said, sounding unsure but his face showed that he was amused.

"Whatever, I've been just...working out." Peter shrugged. 'And I really hate having to lie to my two best friends.' He thought sadly.

"Woah, Pete. What's the sudden change?" Harry asked, surprised. Peter now no longer wore glasses. In the past, Peter would stick to reading books instead of getting any physical activity but now he had changed. 'What happened to him?'

"I-I don't know? Part of life I guess?" Peter replied though it sounded more like a question.

"Uh huh." An incredulous Harry said, "Sure...I believe you."

"Okay, fine." Peter sighed, "I-I...just wanted to blow some steam." Peter half-lied.

"Oh...Sorry." Harry said, hanging his head in shame.

"No, no, no. It's fine." Peter assured Harry as he rose his hands. Peter seemed to have forgotten that Gwen along with many students, who were mostly female, stared at him. It's like they've never seen that much muscle...which is true. But it shocked them that the school's biggest nerd, the mule, would turn into a well-built guy over the course of three months. Many of the females staring imagined Peter without his shirt on which caused them to give out a dreamy sigh.

"Look, as much as I want to Jason Bourne, shouldn't we be getting to class?" Peter asked his two friends. In response, Gwen and Harry shrugged almost carelessly and Harry looked down on his left wrist. He was wearing a watch, an Oscorp designed watch to be exact.

"Eh, we should go. We'll make it. It's 7:50. You guys got your schedules?" Harry asked, now focusing on his two friends instead of the watch. Peter began to rummage through his book bag for a few moments with Gwen repeating the same process with her backpack. After a few moments, Peter finally found his schedule and shortly after so did Gwen. Harry dug into his backpack and had more success finding his schedule and the trio went to look over their classes.

"Huh, so we all have P.E, Biology, and Math." Gwen pointed out as she read over her schedule and compared it with both Harry's and Peter's.

"Well, what d'ya know. That's fortunate. I mean, what are the odds?" Harry asked in an amused tone. Peter read both Harry's and Gwen's schedule with calculating eyes.

"Well...that's lucky," Peter muttered in slight disbelief at the chance of having three classes with Gwen and Harry.

"Tell me about it." Gwen agreed with a nod of her head.

"Let's go before we waste any more time." Peter wisely told his two friends who nodded in response. And so the three set out to the entrance of Midtown High through the double doors. But before that…

"Oh, Puny Parker! Dodge this!" A voice shouted quickly from behind the trio as they were almost about to reach the entrance.

*SPIDEY SENSE*

Peter felt his Spider-Sense go off like an alarm inside his head. Still getting acquainted with his new-found abilities, he acted purely on instinct. Peter, without looking behind him, quickly did a double back-flip to avoid the danger his Spider-Sense had warned him about. While doing the acrobatic maneuver, he was now about 5 feet away from his friends. Peter felt that he was at least 3 feet in the air during the back-flip. In a few short seconds, Peter landed expertly; completing the double back-flip without a hitch. He heard many students gasp along with his friends. He looked back at his previous position; in the middle of Harry and Gwen, and discovered that the cause of his Spider-Sense was a football thrown his way, hitting the steps to the entrance harmlessly. The whole courtyard was now dead silent, silent enough to hear a pin drop onto the concrete floor. From the impact, Peter could guess that the football was aimed towards his head and thrown hard enough to give a headache. Peter's eyes widened in realization of what he had just done. Slowly standing up, he faced his two friends who had their eyes wide and mouth agape in complete shock.

Scratching his head sheepishly, he said, "Uh...what?"

Gwen nor Harry responded him. No one did. Everyone had their eyes glued to Peter and Peter only. Any side conversations were completely silenced.

"The hell, Parker?!" The same voice that had shouted towards him exclaimed outrageously. Turning around, Peter faced the source of the voice. It was Flash Thompson, his bully, along with other people from the In-crowd such as Liz Allan, Randy Roberston, Sally Avril, Glory Grant, and Kenny "McFarlane" Kong. The rest of Flash's group had shocked expressions ranging from wide eyes, jaw dropped, and rapid blinking as if they couldn't believe their eyes.

'Wo-woah!' Liz mentally exclaimed in her mind not from just the spectacle that Peter Parker had performed but the visible changes that had occurred to said, individual. He no longer needed glasses—contacts she guessed—and he had muscles that were more defined than Flash or any other player for that matter and he wasn't even flexing...right?

'The hell!?' Sally Avril wanted to exclaim but couldn't find the willpower to do it due to witnessing the acrobatic maneuver that Peter had displayed just a few moments ago. 'When did he—how did he do that!'

'Wow, now...that's cool.' Randy Robertson thought with awe. His expression was one of shock; wide eyes, mouth agape, etc. Unlike the other individuals in the group, he didn't despise Parker like the rest did, save for Glory. He's done nothing bad to him so why should he pick on him?

'Okay...now that was amazing.' Glory thought, wondering just how Peter Parker had just performed the move. It confused her very much as well. Right before summer; the ESU field trip that took place in May, Peter Parker was a scrawny, teenage kid possessing the qualities of a geek: Straight A's, reading books, etc.; basically a wimp. Now, Peter Parker no longer wore glasses and just like Liz she guessed he was wearing contacts. And now he had muscles, which further perplexed the teenage girl. Just one minute he was scrawny and now he looks determined, strong, powerful, and confident.

'When did Parker learn to do that?!' Kenny yelled into his mind, shocked.

"Pe-Peter?" Gwen barely whispered, still shocked over the whole event. Just 1 second he was normal then BOOM! He performs a back-flip. She's been meaning to ask him if he ever got contacts but now he does a double back-flip, successfully avoiding the ball aimed towards his head.

'Oh, for the love of—please tell me I did not, DID NOT, just do that!' Peter scolded himself, angry at himself. He was three months in his superhero career and now his secret identity is at risk.

"Dammit! Dammit! Stupid Parker!" Peter cursed under his breath. Luckily, no one could hear him curse under his breath. Peter looked at Flash, who was frozen in place. He looked completely gobsmacked; in disbelief.

'Parker? Is this him...or I got the wrong guy?' Flash wondered in confusion. He remembered Parker as the scrawny, wimpy, bookworm, outcast kid with glasses. Flash noticed the changes from no longer wearing glasses to the aura Peter gives off, and his exposed muscles in which he hated to admit was very impressive.

"Parker, what the hell was that?!" Flash asked Peter, now breaking the silent courtyard.

"Just a lucky...uh...dodge, I guess?" Peter replied, rubbing the back of his head. It took all his willpower to stop himself from facepalming.

Right after Peter finished his sentence, the whole courtyard now murmured with students engaging in conversations with each other. What did all the conversations have in common? The same subject: Peter Parker.

'I really need to learn to when to ignore my Spidey Sense!' Peter noted, closing his eyes in frustration.

A/N: Short chapter, I know. But I have this science project that I was suddenly assigned and so I don't have much time to spend. You know how it his: Projects are worth a lot of your grade. There will be interactions between Peter and other characters and I plan on introducing the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D as Spectacular Spider-Man never mentioned about them, no less show them. Next Chapter will be interactions between Peter and Liz, Sally, Glory, and Gwen. Review, Favorite, and Follow. I encourage you to review, post your opinions on the story and how YOU think I can improve it. This is a rewrite of my other story Spectacular Secret as its plot is scattered. I will be introducing new characters later.

Anyway, hope you enjoyed the chapter and have a great day/night and Merry Christmas.