I was just walking along the street minding my own business… well as much as a telepath can mind their business. When out of nowhere this kid blows past practically knocking me down as our shoulders bump.

"Sorry" He yells back over his shoulder as he continues to run.

Gotta find a place to change into the suit…an alley, perfect!

That was interesting I thought to myself as I put my fallen earbuds back in. I tried to avoid reading people's thoughts as much as I could. As much fun as it sounds being able to read minds it was really just annoying and overwhelming. Hearing everyone's detailed inner monologue got old real fast. After a while it all sounds pretty much the same. Except every once and a while you find a kid running to an alley to change into a suit. What 15-year-old wore a suit? And was someone ever really desperate enough to change in an alley when there are Starbucks with bathrooms on every corner.

It peaked my interest enough to follow him. I took my earbuds back out and laid them around my neck. I continued to walk in his direction picking up my pace a little each time I heard someone think of him.

Woah…kids have no respect these days

Who does he think he is running into people like that

Why do all the cute boys run away from me

The last one made me smile. Girls could be so self- absorbed. I finally caught up and turned the corner into the alleyway. I looked around but didn't see anyone and then there was a rumble behind one of the dumpsters

Shit… There has got to be a better way to do this. Maybe I should just wear the suit all the time. Then I wouldn't have to waste so much time every time someone needs Spiderman.

That definitely got my attention. This kid was Spiderman. Of course, I'd seen him all over the news every time any crime happened he always seemed to be around. He didn't really blow up until all the stuff in Germany and then there was that whole thing with the bird man. What was his name, eagle? raven? Vulture! That's right why is everyone an animal name these days. Vulture, Spiderman, Black Panther the list goes on. Anyway, Spiderman was the one standing right in front of me. People had pictures in the suit and heard his voice, but no-one knew who he was. I decide to get a better look, but as soon as I took another step

Someone's here, shit. Secret identities are hard. Who is walking in an alley. Just don't make any noise and maybe they'll leave. I've seriously got to get better at changing

I decide to step back and cross the street, stopping myself just past the other side of the alley in front of a convenience store and wait. I close my eyes and try to focus. Block the rest out and just focus on the rambling boy in the alley.

Where is the subway, it's almost 10, I'm going to be late.Thought a lady in a pantsuit speed walking past me.

Damn she got a fat ass. yeah, I'm definitely tapping that. That came from the vile construction worker down the road

I can't believe I've gone up another size, that's it I'm not eating anymore.The girl coming out of forever 21 across the street.

Come on. Just focus. I thought to myself taking a deep breath.

Okay suits on. Man, I love this thing. Clothes in Backpack and backpack behind dumpsters. Finally, Spiderman is back in action. Okay crowded street. I need to get higher. Climb the wall.

I instantly turned and looked up to the roof. After a minute a saw a quick blur of blue and red flash across the building before I heard-

It's swinging time. Woohoo man this never gets old

I listened to him until his thought faded away. he must've gone too far for me to hear. Once I lost focus on his thoughts the constant buzz in my head of thoughts came back urging me to put my earbuds back in to drown it out with some ACDC. I turned back around and walked down the alley to the dumpster. I tried to pull it forward to get behind it, but it wouldn't budge. With a quick look, over the shoulder to insure I was alone, I focused my mind, held out my hand and willed the dumpster forward. Hearing people's thoughts may have grown annoying but controlling things with your mind was never not cool. I found the backpack he'd been thinking about and started to look inside. After taking out the clothes on top, the rest was filled with books and binders. A school bag, Spiderman sounded young, but I don't think anyone expected a high schooler. Midtown School of Science and Technology. Fancy place, must be a smart kid I thought to myself. I opened the binder and flipped through the pages until I found an old quiz with an A at the top and a note right under "Excellent job Peter, keep up the good work!"

Peter. Spiderman's name was Peter huh. I guess you do learn something new every day. I put everything back in its place and returned the book bag behind the dumpster. With a quick glance and a wave of my hand I willed the dumpster back against the brick wall. I thought about sticking around and waiting for him to come back, but I figured the kid was stressed enough about his identity he clearly wasn't ready to be known. I head back to the street and continued on my journey to Stark Tower.