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"Hear anything from Peter yet?" Ned asked and shifted on his feet nervously. MJ scowled and shoved some of her books in her locker.

"Why are you asking me? He's more your friend than mine." MJ said.

"I know, I'm just a little… worried. That's all." Ned said.

"You shouldn't be," MJ said. "He probably just got a ride home from the field trip with a chaperone."

"Yeah…" Ned said and nervously avoided her eyes.

"That is, unless of course, there's something you two aren't telling me." MJ said and gave him a scrutinizing look. "What are you hiding?"
"Oh, uh… what? Nothing… uh…" Ned stuttered.

"Ha, I'm just kidding." MJ smirked. "I dont care."

"Oh, okay…" Ned said with a small nod. He let out a relieved breath and MJ rolled her eyes.

"Hey, look who it is!" Flash yelled. MJ and Ned groaned in unison.

"Crap." MJ muttered. She turned to see Flash looking at them smugly.

"Ah, look everyone. Loser 1 has become friends with Loser 2." Flash mocked.

"Shut up." MJ scowled.

"Make me!" Flash said.

"Come one, Flash. Cut it out." Ned sighed.

"I couldn't help but notice Parker isn't here. What? Was the spaceship too scary for him? Did he need to go home to his Mommy?" Flash said. His friends laughed. Flash pouted and made puppy dog eyes. "Oh, boo hoo! I'm Parker and I'm so scared. I want my Mommy! Oh wait, I dont even have one!"

Flash's friends laughed again. MJ felt the blood rush to her face. She rolled up her sleeve and got ready to deck Flash right then and there when-

"Flash!" someone yelled. "Your hand!"

Flash looked down at his hand and froze.

It was turning to ash.

"What-" Flash said with a look of pure fear in his eyes. That was all he was able to say before he completely vanished.

MJ screamed and jumped back as Flash's ashes floated down onto the floor.

"What the-" Ned gasped. He looked at MJ with huge eyes and his mouth agape.

Chaos erupted in the hallway as everyone started screaming at once. People began running in every direction and shouting at each other as more and more people vanished.

"What is happening?!" someone screamed.

"Someone just disappeared!" shrieked another.

"Help! I'm-" someone's plea was silenced.

"MJ?" Ned said in a small voice. MJ turned just in time to see Ned disappear.

MJ's stomach started doing somersaults and she took a step backwards, pressing her back into a locker. She looked around for someone to help. For someone to give any explanation as to what was happening.

No one did.

No one came to help.

No one.

MJ turned frantically ran down the busy school hallway. People were screaming and shrieking as they watched others disappear. Some teachers were trying to shout orders over the chaos, only to disappear themselves and cause even more disorder.

MJ started to panic.

She needed to get away.

She couldn't do anything if everyone was screaming.

She kicked open the door the the girls bathroom and slammed it shut behind her. Panting, she rested her forehead on the cool wall as everyone's screams became muffled.

She sat on top of the sink and ripped her phone out of her pocket. After a few seconds of trying she was finally able to dial the phone number with her trembling fingers.

One ring.

Two.

Three.

"Peter?" May Parkers scared voice came over the phone. "Is that you? Peter?"

"No, Ms. Parker, it me. Peter's friend, MJ." MJ said.

"Oh." May said.

"Is Peter there?" MJ asked.

"No." May said. MJ could hear the panic in her voice. "I was hoping he was with you and Ned. He hasn't been picking up any of my calls, and now…a-and now... I-I… feel weird-"

The line went silent and MJ heard the phone fall to the ground. MJ's heart skipped a beat.

"Ms. Parker? Ms. Parker!" MJ screamed. No response.

She canceled the call and quickly went into her contacts. Her breath started quickening and her heart ricocheted inside her chest.

She found the number she was looking for.

She dialed it.

Ring.

"Please, please, please." MJ whispered, tears beginning to prick at the back of her eyes.

Ring.

"Come on, come on, pick up!" MJ pleaded.

Ring.

A burning sensation, like a really bad sunburn, began creeping up MJ's arm. She glanced down at her hand and her breath hitched.

Her arm was disappearing.

Ring.

"No, no, no no no." MJ repeated and shook her head. She breathed one last deep breath in before the burning sensation engulfed her whole body.

Everything went black.

MJ's phone crashed onto the floor and the screen shattered.

Ring.

Click.

"You've reached Peter Parker. I'm currently unavailable, so leave a message after the beep! Thanks!"

Beeeeeep.