Peter held a fork in his mouth, narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced left and right.
On the left, Gwen lowered her head and picked up a fork to poke at the corn kernels in the lunch box, while on the right, Heather chewed the dry and hard black pepper sausages nonchalantly.
Something weird! Peter made a judgment.
He recently felt that the atmosphere between Gwen and Heather was very strange. The two would obviously quarrel whenever they met, but the past two days had been surprisingly quiet, with no one provoking the other.
Could it be... there was a quarrel?
Feeling Peter's probing gaze, Gwen turned her head and glared at Peter, frightening him to quickly shift his gaze to Heather, who swallowed the food in her mouth and asked lightly: "Peter, food
Not to your liking?"
"When did the food here ever satisfy your appetite?"
"That's right. Good buddy, can you help me go to the convenience store on the first floor to buy a chocolate sandwich bread?"
Heather took out a note and handed it to Peter, her brows twitching slightly at the right time:
"This black pepper sausage makes me a little nauseous. I feel very uncomfortable..."
"Oh my god, just hold on. I'm going to buy it right now." Peter looked at it, quickly took the banknotes and walked out of the restaurant.
As soon as Peter left, Gwen immediately whispered: "Your excuse is too lame!"
"You asked me not to show too much acquaintance with you in school. Lunch time is one of the few times when we can communicate! We can only send Peter away."
"Then you can't always use this excuse to send Peter away, right?"
"Unless you come to me at night as a spider, let's sneak out."
"No! My dad is off work recently and I can't find a chance to sneak out."
The two communicated in low voices like members of a secret organization.
Since their identities were revealed that night, Gwen and Heather have developed a strange relationship.
Heather became the only person who knew the true identity of Ghost Spider, and she was a classmate with Gwen. Gwen had paid a lot of attention to him before, and now he has risen from a 'concerned male classmate' to a 'unique friend and ghost'
Spider Image PR".
Gwen didn't know what this felt like, but she had never had such feelings for a boy since she was born. She wanted to know more about him, and there seemed to be endless things to say to him.
Because it was late, the two of them chatted for a long time on the rooftop that night and then went home.
As soon as Gwen got home, she went into her room and threw the spider suit and web launcher into her bag. Then, her eyes were attracted by the newspaper on the table.
This is an old newspaper from a long time ago. The front page of the cover reads "Mortal Heroes!" and is accompanied by a close-up photo.
In the photo, Heather looks a little tired, gray-faced, and seems a little at a loss when surrounded by people.
Gwen picked up the newspaper that she had read many times and put it next to her bed, and read it carefully again, even if it was a press release written by her super annoying ***, it didn't matter.
After reading it several times, she looked at the photo, cleverly took out the scissors, cut out the photo, and stuck it in the textbook.
God, what I'm doing right now is so embarrassing.
Gwen lay on the bed, covering her increasingly rosy face with her hands, and couldn't help rolling around.
In the next two days, although I really wanted to talk to Heather more, Gwen's external image was that of a non-romantic and cold person, and suddenly getting close to other boys would arouse others' suspicion.
Gwen and Heather's class schedule happened to be different, and they didn't have the chance to meet during class. They could only chat during lunch time, and they had to stay away from Peter as much as possible to prevent Peter from hearing the secret of Gwen's identity.
After a brief chat, Heather said that she had already figured out how to help Ghost Spider reverse its public image. Gwen was skeptical but thought that Heather could give it a try first, and then Peter ran back panting.
He was still holding the chocolate sandwich bread that Heather asked for.
There was no other way. Heather, who had already eaten, reluctantly ate the bread under Peter's expectant eyes.
Frown.
There is only one history class in the afternoon, the bell has not yet rung, and the classroom is full of noisy chatter and laughter.
Gwen was sitting in the corner, and just as she was about to open the textbook, Mary Jane next to her held her shoulders.
"My dear drummer, you have been absent from several band rehearsals recently."
Red-haired beauty Mary Jane said with a smile:
"Did you secretly talk to your boyfriend recently? Tell me who it is!"
Black-haired Betty also came over: "I seem to smell the sour smell of love."
Gwen pushed them away angrily and said while opening the textbook: "I don't have that free time. I have told you many times that I won't..." before graduating from college.
Her movements froze because there happened to be a carefully cropped close-up photo in the middle of the opened textbook. The image in the photo was not unfamiliar to Mary Jane and Betty.
Mary Jane and Betty's mouths grew into an O shape. They looked at the photo and then at Gwen, and for a moment they were speechless.
"Listen, this is not what you think." Gwen's face turned red as she tried to explain.
Mary Jane and Betty's eyes were filled with "I don't believe it".
"...Okay, it's what you think, but I can explain it."
Gwen continued to speak bravely, but Mary Jane and Betty had already snatched the photo and started to look at it carefully: "Explain it, we are listening... Yeah, Betty, smell it, she also sprayed perfume on the newspaper!"
"Well I can't explain it. Damn it, give me the photo back!"
Angrily, Gwen snatched the photo back and stuffed it into the textbook.
Mary Jane and Betty surrounded Gwen with mysterious smiles on their faces. Mary Jane looked at Gwen who rarely blushed, and couldn't help teasing: "Okay, okay, I will never have a boyfriend until I graduate from college."
Right? You don’t want to have a boyfriend, you have unrequited love.”
"What's so good about Annuo that the iceberg school beauty recognized by Zhongcheng High School can have a crush on her?" Betty looked curious: "Gwen, tell me about your journey."
I have a shitty mental journey! Gwen scolded her in her heart, but then she thought about it, pretending to be in love is not impossible. Wouldn't this be a good excuse to be alone with Heather at school?
I just don’t know if Heather is willing to cooperate.
Well, we still have to kick Peter out of the way. If we want Peter to get out willingly, we have to sacrifice Mary Jane.
Thinking of this, Gwen's eyes looked at Mary Jane much softer.
Because of Gwen's strong request, Mary Jane and Betty did not tell the story. In order to deal with them, Gwen went to band rehearsal with them after school.
Heather was happy to have some free time. He took Peter to the rental house in St. Regis House. Looking at the perfect personal world, Peter screamed with envy.
In the past two days, with the help of the Bennett family, Heather has almost moved everything and can basically move in directly.
Aunt Susan naturally shed tears several times, but she could not persuade Heather, and finally had to let Heather live alone. In exchange, she asked Heather to come back for a meal at least every week, and Heather naturally nodded.
promise.
Uncle Marty also acted very regretful, and Heather thought he was regretting that he would not have the additional income of four hundred dollars a month.
Cousin Claire went to college as a day student and did not need to rent or live on campus. However, after visiting Heather’s rental house, she had some thoughts and decided that she would also move out and live alone, and declared that from now on
Save money.
Finally, there was Cousin John who had no say. It was useless for him to envy him. He had to persuade Heather to agree that he could come over to play on the weekends.
Peter and Heather hurriedly left after playing the game console in the rented house for a while. The experimental activities he had recently participated in had reached a critical stage, and he wanted to participate in it as much as possible.
After seeing Peter off, Heather was about to open the refrigerator to see what she could get.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Visitor? Heather walked to the door and leaned in front of the cat, but saw nothing.
There was no one outside the door.
A prank? No matter what it is, Heather is not going to open the door. Although St. Regis House has a good reputation for public security, there is no need for him to take the risk and open the door.
Taking two steps back from the door, Heather was already thinking about preparing some self-defense weapons at home.
"Excellent alertness. If you open the door hastily, your rating here will be lowered."
A slightly familiar voice suddenly sounded behind Heather.
He looked back and found that an uninvited guest had appeared on the second-hand sofa left by the landlord.
She has long light green hair styled into twin ponytails, wearing a long-sleeved jacket and hot pants, chewing gum in her mouth, and sitting cross-legged on the sofa with her two little fleshy legs.
This person is the culprit of the previous shooting incident, a mysterious punk girl.
She held a gleaming silver pistol in her hand, and the muzzle was pointed at Heather.