"No way is Peter the Spiderman! He's too..."

MJ trails off, as if NOT to hurt Peter's feelings.

"I know I'm not athletic, MJ.", says Peter. "You can say it."

"Not now, Petey...! Ugh. You're a horrible liar, Gwendolyn!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk.", says Gwen, shaking her head and laughing. "How or WHO can explain the MANY disappearances of the 'great' Peter Parker whenever Spiderman COMES AROUND NYC..."

"Duh,Gwen! His job depends on it! Right, Pete?"

Before Peter could answer, Gwen just holds on to her side and laughs.

She laughs at her friends.

She laughs at her haters.

She laughs at the her situation.

Basically. She was laughing at her own stupid life.

Now she starts to cry. She didn't want this. She wanted her last year as a high schooler to be spectacular. To leave this place with a bang, not with a broken heart.

Harry tries to put a hand on her shoulder but she moves back. "Stay away from me..."

"Gwen-"

"I don't CARE! You guys...don't care about ME. Peter, you took my BEST friend away from me. You kissed me but went to Mary-Jane instead...and Harry...I don't know about us. I just...can't...Excuse me."

Gwen tries to leave but Harry was following her.

"Gwen, we need to talk."

"NO, we don't. What the hell are we doing, Harry? Us? Together? Does that even make sense?"

"Yes. Think about it. Who helped you out on New Years Eve when those two were sucking face? Huh? ME, that's who. Not Peter. Not Mary-Jane. Not Flash. But, this bastard...right here in front of you."

Gwen glares at him with ferocious eyes.

"No one TOLD you to do anything, Harry!"

"Right. Stupid me wanted to be the hero in your stupid little storybook."

"You..."

"I know. I just 'happened to be there'."

The bell rings, multiple students leaving the cafeteria and heading back to class.

Gwen looks at her feet and says, "I have to get to class."

Harry nods and heads off without saying goodbye or kissing her. Flash manages to see Harry and claps him on the back and they laugh together, making Gwen think that he lost interest in her. All because of a stupid argument.

Peter and MJ were having a race to see who was the fastest to get to class but Peter stopped as he saw Gwen's sad face, making Mary-Jane jealous, so she pulls the front of his shirt, urging him to follow her. Peter lets her drag him around, but Gwen wasn't going to be sad for the rest of the day, so she goes to History class, where she was greeted by her Science friend who she was talking to on New Years. Gwen sits next to her and nods her head.

"Hey, Natalie."

Natalie, a Puerto-Rican girl with braces, says , "Hello, Gwendie. How was your holidays?"

She didn't want to talk about what happened, but she didn't want to lie to Natalie, so she says, "It was ok. Yours?"

"Oh, it was fantastic!", she says, her light blue eyes sparkling. "We went over to my Abuela's house on Christmas! We went to the mall and shopped and decorated her tree...my cousins were there and we ate ham, turkey, fruitcake-"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Fruitcake?"

"I know. We're 'those' type of people."

Gwen laughs and sighs. "Good one."

"So...rumor has it...you're dating Harry?"

Gwen sucked in a breath mentally.

She wasn't sure anymore.

"Dating...is more of an...understatement."

"I thought you two hated each other."

That was like a kick in the gut.

They DID hated each other.

Natalie shrugs her shoulders. "People change, I guess. That's the miracle of the holidays!", she says with a brace-face smile.

"Yea..."

Natalie looks at her face, holding it with her hands and smiles. "You're an amazingly beautiful and intelligently independent young woman, Gwen Stacy. I've known you for years. Don't be sad. I don't like people being sad. Sadness is for the Devil's enjoyment. Be happy, Gwen. Be happy and don't let anyone...Flash, the cheerleaders...the government...sorry about that last one. My family has a THING with politics. Anyways, don't let people make you feel like nothing when you ARE something."

Gwen looks at Natalie as the teacher, a bald white man with thick-rimmed glasses came strolling in, books in hand.

Natalie had a point. A solid point.

She needs to talk to Harry. Not only Harry. But, Peter and MJ as well.

As the final bell rung, Gwen hugs Natalie and runs to Harry's classroom, which was Psychology. Gwen still didn't understand why Harry was taking this class until she deeply thought about it. Maybe it was because of his deal with his billionaire father. Harry finally comes out of the classroom, almost bumping into her.

"Stacy, what the hell-"

Gwen kisses him and hugs him tightly.

Making him push her back a bit.

"What the hell are you smokin',Gwen?"

Gwen giggles before breaking down and crying. Harry sighs as he takes Gwen's hand lightly as guides her to her locker as she grabs her stuff, sniffling as she grabs her books. She looks at him.

"You got your stuff?"

Harry nods.

She nods back. "Ok."

"Are you ok now?"

"No. Maybe. I don't know anymore. I'm sorry, Harry."

Harry kisses Gwen as he puts his hand on her cheek, making her shyly smile.

Peter and Mary-Jane, tears in her eyes, come over to them, Peter with hi head down.

"What happened with you two?", asks Harry.

"You're right.", says MJ.

"Who, me?", says Harry, jokingly. "Why, MJ, I'm honored!"

Gwen lightly taps him.

MJ, rolling her eyes playfully, says, "I mean, about the Spidey thing. Peter told me."

"Now...are you two a thing now...?", asks Gwen.

Peter and MJ look at each other.

"If it does bother you...", says Peter.

"No. Not anymore. My friend told me to be happy. Not to let anything bad bother me. So. You guys are willing to make up with us...? Be friends again?"

"As long as you two aren't gonna be 'those' couples.", jokes Peter.

Harry pretends to yawn as he wraps his arm round Gwen. "I don't know, Parker. That depends if she could keep her cute hands off of me..."

Gwen sticks her tongue at him and laughs.

Peter and MJ all laugh as the friends reunite and hug each other. Harry, however, cuts in by saying, "Is this crappy lovefest over?"

MJ hits his arm, making him fake cry.

Gwen rolls her eyes and asks, "What do you guys wanna do now?"

"Study session at my house?", asks MJ.

"As long as Petey the Cat here doesn't kiss you like in Paris.", jokes Harry.

Peter messes up his hair, Harry struggling to fix it, as the group of friends walk off and head to the bus to go to MJ's house, best of friends again and they lived happily ever after.

The End!