7

A year had passed since Peter, Gwen, and Mary Jane had first met. The trio had become inseparable, their bond growing stronger each day. They spent countless hours together, working on projects, sharing their dreams, and supporting each other through thick and thin.

Peter's POV

We've come a long way in just a year. Gwen, MJ, and I are like a well-oiled machine, each of us contributing our unique skills and passions to our projects. I couldn't have asked for better friends.

Mary Jane, or MJ as she preferred to be called, had dreams of becoming a journalist. She often talked about uncovering the truth and making a difference in the world. Gwen continued to aspire to be a biologist and genetics expert, and our conversations often drifted to the exciting possibilities of combining our fields of expertise.

"Imagine what we could achieve," Gwen said one day during lunch. "Your technology, my biology, and MJ's storytelling. We could revolutionize the world."

Peter smiled, feeling a deep sense of camaraderie. "You bet we will. We'll be unstoppable."

One day, while they were hanging out at Peter's house, he decided to tease them a bit. "You know, MJ, Gwen, I still plan on having four girlfriends."

MJ's eyes widened in surprise. "Four girlfriends? Peter, you're impossible!"

Gwen blushed, but there was a twinkle of amusement in her eyes. "That's a bit much, don't you think?"

Peter smirked. "Well, you two can be my number one and number two girlfriends. What do you say?"

Both girls turned red, and Peter couldn't help but laugh. "I'll take that as a yes."

Despite his teasing, Peter was deeply protective of his friends. He had learned about MJ's troubled past with her father, who was a drunk and an abuser. One time, Peter witnessed an incident firsthand, and it took all his self-control not to intervene more aggressively.

Gwen and I gave her the time she needed, supporting her through it all. She's stronger than she realizes.

Peter had made significant progress on his suit over the past year. He had blueprints ready and his AI was already capable of performing numerous functions, saving him a lot of time. He spent countless hours researching stolen vibranium hidden in New York, hoping to incorporate its unique properties into his suit.

If I can find that vibranium, I can give my suit the ability to absorb and redirect kinetic energy, just like Black Panther. And with nanotech, I'll be unstoppable.

Peter had also built a backpack-sized robot that doubled as his school bag. It was a prototype for future spider-bots he planned to use for reconnaissance. The robot was a cute, compact machine that Peter affectionately named "Skippy."

Gwen and MJ loved Skippy. They were fascinated by its capabilities and playfully demanded their own versions. Peter, always eager to please, built them custom bags, removing the high-tech features to make them lightweight and practical for school use. Gwen's bag was white and pink, while MJ's was a striking crimson red.

Peter couldn't resist flirting with them whenever he got the chance, occasionally calling them "girlfriend." "How do you like your new bag, girlfriend?" he'd tease, earning giggles and playful shoves from both girls.

The day Harry Osborn moved to Peter's school, there was a noticeable buzz of excitement among the students. Peter had a small interaction with Harry in the hallway.

"Hey, you're Harry, right? I'm Peter," Peter said, extending a hand.

Harry shook his hand, smiling. "Yeah, nice to meet you, Peter."

Peter nodded. "Let's hang out sometime. I can show you around."

Harry seemed relieved. "That'd be great. Thanks, Peter."

Meeting Norman Osborn

One rainy afternoon, as Peter walked home from the electrical parts shop, a sleek limo pulled up next to him. The door opened, revealing a man with a commanding presence.

"Peter Parker, right?" the man asked with a smile.

Peter hesitated but then nodded. "Yes, that's me."

"Come on in," the man said. "I'm Norman Osborn. I believe you know my son, Harry."

Peter climbed into the limo, curiosity piqued. "Yes, Harry's new at our school. We met briefly."

Norman nodded. "Harry speaks highly of you. I understand you're quite the intellect and a bit of a prodigy. I'd like you to become friends with Harry. He's new to the school and could use a friend like you."

Peter was taken aback but quickly regained his composure. "I'd be happy to, Mr. Osborn."

Norman's smile widened. "Excellent. I see a lot of potential in you, Peter. Let's ensure Harry has a smooth transition at his new school."

As the limo drove Peter home, he couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and caution. Norman Osborn was a powerful man, and being associated with him could have its advantages and risks.

Peter's POV

Norman Osborn... This could be an opportunity or a challenge. I need to be careful. But if I can help Harry, I will.

When Peter arrived home, he couldn't wait to tell Gwen and MJ about his encounter with Norman Osborn. As they sat together in the basement, Peter recounted the meeting, and their eyes widened with interest.

"This could be big," Gwen said thoughtfully. "Norman Osborn is a major player in the tech industry."

MJ nodded. "But be careful, Peter. People like him can be dangerous."