What is it like to study at Midtown High School?

[Peter extra episode 1]

I still remember the first time I met Ellen, it was Christmas, when I was five years old, and my mother - before the accident happened to my parents at that time - took me to Uncle Ben and Aunt May Home, push me in Ellen's direction.At that time, I was timid and turned around and buried myself in my mother's skirt, but my mother continued to push me with a smile, saying, "Go, that's your brother Alan."

Allen was originally sitting in a pile of toy cars next to the Christmas tree. He controlled a small car and knocked over the others one by one. Weird who we are.

He is a beautiful child with blond hair and blue eyes, with a round face and two dimples when he bulges. He looks very childish and cute, but there are often mischievous lights in those beautiful blue eyes.

The toy car I played with him for a long time that afternoon was knocked over by him several times, but as soon as I approached him with the car, he would use various movements to attract my attention, and then my car passed away. Involuntarily turned over.So Allen would laugh like a little devil.

This is a spoiled child, I know this better than anyone, Aunt May and Uncle Ben, they were easily amused by Alan's every move, and then Uncle Ben lifted Alan high and asked loudly Him: "What color are the stars?"

Allen also responded with a loud laugh: "Golden!"

It took me a while to realize that Allen was talking about the biggest star at the top of the Christmas tree, which he himself had been held up to hang.

Alan has a pair of parents who raised him with laughter, Aunt May and Uncle Ben, who have never been stingy in bluntly revealing their love for Alan. At one time, I was very jealous of him.

I love my parents, and they love me too, but they are used to rationality and rarely play with me so enthusiastically. My childhood memories are mostly about their legs that come and go.At that time, I was still very short, and I could only see the lower half of adults. Before I got used to memorizing the appearance of adults, I got used to memorizing their legs and steps.

In the years that followed, I regretted not being able to tell Mom and Dad out loud that I loved them, really.

Of course I also love Uncle Ben and Aunt May, thank them for giving me the same love as Ellen.

I know that Alan was not very used to my arrival at first. When we were young, we didn't live in separate rooms. Alan aggressively divided the territory that belonged to me and his respectively, but soon after the border was broken, he always threw it around. stuff into my turf, I even picked up one of his socks on my bed once.

Of course, another border line is also breaking quietly. Alan doesn’t have many friends at school, so many of his secrets can only be told to me, such as the classmates and teachers he hates, the little girl he has a crush on, and his love in Uncle Ben’s shirt. You can only tell me about the milk that is spilled on it.Whenever Alan tells me this with a smirk, it becomes clear to me: He is my brother, the family I really have.

Then we got bigger and started having our own room, and I became "Peter the Nerdy" or "Peter the Little," and had friends like Mary Jane and Harry Osborne, but Ellen still My most important brother.

If a person complains to you angrily even the first nocturnal emission, then he must be of great significance to you.

I thought it would always be like this, Alan and I, the closest brothers, we talked about everything, I took the blame for him, helped him with his homework, and he hid behind me involuntarily after getting into trouble, we I thought it would always be like this.

What an idiot I am.

From the day Uncle Ben died, everything was different.

At that time, I had already been bitten by a spider from the Osborne family, and I used my abilities frivolously, thinking that I could become a strong man in an underground duel with this glory.

I didn't expect that my letting go would make that gangster the murderer of Uncle Ben. I also didn't expect that Uncle Ben and Allen just appeared on the way that gangster was escaping. When I arrived, Uncle Ben had already fallen into a pool of blood.

Allen was kneeling on the ground, his face pale.

The murderer fell not far away, wounded in the leg by his own gun.

For a long time, I thought it was a nightmare. In the dream, I repeatedly recalled the fierce face of the gangster, Uncle Ben's closed eyes, and Alan's terrified and desperate eyes.

I recalled over and over again that as soon as I closed my eyes, I heard Uncle Ben's voice: With great power comes great responsibility.

Then Uncle Ben shook the hands of me and Alan respectively, and closed his eyes.

I knew that Alan was suffering the same pain, and through the wall, I could hear his tossing and turning, and his gasping from the nightmare.

Once I couldn't bear it anymore and knocked on his door in the middle of the night and asked him if he was okay.

Allen's rapidly thinned figure was extremely thin in the darkness, his voice sounded like he was still in a dream, and he said: Peter, what color do you think the stars are?

My heart plunged into the abyss.

I decided to become Spider-Man a month later, and I put on a uniform and my spider web and swung around the tall buildings of New York, bringing thieves, robbers, and runaway buses back on the right track.

I began to like to talk non-stop. When the mouth is working frequently, the brain can get a moment of rest.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

Uncle Ben left me with the motto engraved in my bone marrow with his life. He made Spider-Man.

But I made Ellen fatherless.

From that day on, Alan and I never shared anything on our minds.

He regained his spirits, returned to his daily life with a playful smile on his face, went to work alone, and studied strange pranks with his little friend, as if returning to normal.

But I knew he didn't. I observed him carefully and found that he was treating the world and himself with unusual indifference.He completely gave up his studies, he also gave up communicating with everyone, he said many wisecracks, pretended to be joking with the world, and laughed at everything.

I used very shameless means to get him to Midtown High, and kept him out of sight, because I was afraid he would consume himself like this.

At this time, I had already been boarded by Nick Fury on the ship of Aegis, had my own team, and was trying to become the ultimate Spider-Man, but I didn't dare to tell Alan my identity, I told myself repeatedly, this is For Alan's safety, but the honest little spider poked me in the head repeatedly: In fact, you just can't tell Alan about the guy who turned you into Spider-Man.

Ha, but Ellen already knew that, didn't he?He knew it from the beginning, but he never mentioned a word to me.Meera, Doctor Strange, he didn't mention a word to me.

I don't know how much Alan knows, but he should indeed be hiding a lot of things from me, and I am no longer qualified to ask him.