foreigner's journey

Chapter 1205: Brother, let’s talk?

Midtown High School, dining hall.

Peter held a fork in his mouth and glanced left and right with his eyes slightly narrowed.

On the left, Gwen lowered her head and kept poking the corn kernels in the lunch box with a fork, while on the right, Heather was nonchalantly chewing the dry and hard black pepper sausage.

There is something strange! Peter made a judgment.

He had recently felt that the atmosphere between Gwen and Heather was strange. They always quarreled whenever they met, but in the past two days they were surprisingly quiet and neither of them provoked the other.

Did they... have a fight?

Feeling Peter's probing gaze, Gwen turned her head and glared at Peter fiercely, scaring him so much that he quickly turned his gaze to look at Heather, who swallowed the food in her mouth and asked casually, "Peter, is the food not to your liking?"

"When has the food here ever been tasty?"

"That's right. Good buddy, can you help me buy a chocolate sandwich from the convenience store on the first floor?"

Heather took out a banknote and handed it to Peter, her brows twitching slightly at the right time:

"This black pepper sausage makes me feel a little nauseous. I feel very uncomfortable..."

"Oh my God, just hold on. I'll go buy it right away." Peter took the banknote and walked out of the restaurant.

As soon as Peter left, Gwen immediately whispered, "That's a poor excuse!"

"It was you who asked me not to act too familiar with you in school. Lunch time is one of the few times we can communicate! I had to send Peter away."

"But we can't always use this excuse to get Peter out of the way, right?"

"Unless you come to me at night as a spider, and we sneak out."

"No! My dad is off work recently and I can't find a chance to sneak out."

The two men communicated in low voices like members of a secret organization.

Since that night when their identities were revealed, a strange relationship has developed between Gwen and Heather.

Heather became the only person who knew the true identity of Ghost Spider, and she was a classmate of Gwen. Gwen had paid attention to him before, and now he has risen from a "male classmate of concern" to a "unique friend and Ghost Spider's image public relations".

Gwen didn't know what this feeling was, but she had never felt this way about a boy since she was born. She wanted to know more about him, and she seemed to have endless things to say to him.

Because it was late, the two chatted on the rooftop for a long time that night before going home.

As soon as Gwen got home, she went into her room and threw her Spider suit and web shooter into her school bag. Then, her eyes were drawn to the newspaper on the table.

This is an old newspaper from a long time ago. The headline on the front page reads "Mortal Heroes!" and is accompanied by a close-up photo.

Heather in the photo looks a little tired and dusty, and seems a little helpless when surrounded by people.

Gwen picked up the newspaper that she had read many times and sat down beside the bed, reading it carefully again, even though it was a press release written by JJJJ, whom she hated so much.

After reading it several times, she looked at the photo, and as if possessed, she took out a pair of scissors, cut out the photo, and then put it in the textbook.

Oh my god, my behavior is so embarrassing.

Gwen lay on the bed, covering her increasingly red face with her hands, and rolling from side to side.

During the next two days, although she wanted to talk more with Heather, Gwen's public image was that of a cold person who didn't like romance, and suddenly getting close to other boys would arouse suspicion.

Gwen and Heather's schedules happened to be different, so they had no chance to meet during class. They could only chat during lunch time, and they had to keep Peter away as much as possible to prevent him 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 change its public image. Gwen expressed her doubts but thought that she could let Heather give it a try first. Then Peter ran back panting, holding the chocolate sandwich that Heather had specifically requested.

There was no choice but Heather, who was already full, forced herself to finish the bread under Peter's expectant gaze, frowning because of the fullness.

There was only one history class in the afternoon. Before the bell rang, the classroom was filled with noisy chatting and laughter.

Gwen was sitting in the corner, and just as she was about to open her textbook, Mary Jane put her arm around her shoulders.

"My dear drummer, you have been absent from several band rehearsals recently."

The red-haired beauty Mary Jane said with a smile:

"Have you been secretly dating a boyfriend recently? Tell me, who is it!"

Black-haired Betty also came over: "I seem to smell the sour smell of love."

Gwen pushed them away unhappily and said as she flipped open her textbook, "I don't have the time. I've said it many times before I graduate from college..."

She froze in her tracks, for right in the middle of the open textbook was a carefully cropped close-up photograph of a person who was not unfamiliar to Mary Jane and Betty.

Mary Jane and Betty's mouths were shaped into O's. 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 full of "I don't believe it".

"…Okay that's what you think, but I can explain."

Gwen continued to speak stubbornly, but Mary Jane and Betty had already grabbed the photo and began to look at it carefully: "You explain it, we are listening... Hey, Betty, smell it, she even sprayed perfume on the newspaper!"

"Well I can't explain it. Damn it, give me back the picture!"

Gwen angrily snatched the photo back and stuffed it into her 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 but teasing her, "Okay, okay, you won't have a boyfriend until you graduate from college, right? You don't want a boyfriend, you're just in love."

"What's so good about Anon that he could make the most beautiful girl in Central City High School, who is known as an icy girl, secretly fall in love with him?" Betty said curiously, "Gwen, tell me about your journey."

I don't have any experience! Gwen cursed in her heart, but then she thought, pretending to be in a relationship is not a bad idea. Wouldn't this be a good excuse to be alone with Heather at school?
I just don't know whether Heather is willing to cooperate.

Well, we have to kick out Peter who is in the way. If we want Peter to leave willingly, we have to sacrifice Mary Jane.

Thinking of this, Gwen's eyes softened when she looked at Mary Jane.

Because of Gwen's strong request, Mary Jane and Betty did not tell anyone about this. In order to deal with them, Gwen obediently went with them to the band rehearsal after school.

Heather was happy to be free, and took Peter to the rental house in St. Regis House. Looking at the perfect little private world, Peter cried out with envy.

With the help of the Bennett family in the past two days, Heather has moved most of her things and can basically move in directly.

Aunt Susan naturally shed tears several times, but she couldn't persuade Heather, and finally had to let Heather live alone. In exchange, she asked Heather to come back for dinner at least once a week, and Heather naturally nodded in agreement.

Uncle Marty also expressed great regret, and Heather thought he was regretting that he would not have the extra $400 a month in income.

Claire's cousin went to college as a day student, so she didn't need to rent or live on campus. But after visiting Heather's rental house, she decided to move out and live alone, and declared that she would start saving money from now on.

Finally, it was cousin John who had no say at all. No matter how envious he was, it was useless. He had to persuade Heather to agree to let him come over to play on the weekends.

Peter and Heather left the rented house in a hurry after playing the video game console for a while. The experimental activity he had recently participated in had reached a critical period, and he wanted to participate in it as much as possible.

After seeing Peter off, Heather was about to open the refrigerator to see if she could get something to eat.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Visitors? Heather walked to the door and leaned in front of the cat, but saw nothing.

There was no one outside the door.

A prank? Whatever it was, Heather didn't plan to open the door. Although the safety of the St. Regis House was well-known, there was no need for him to take the risk of opening the door.

Taking two steps back from the door, Heather was already thinking about getting some self-defense weapons at home.

"You are very alert. If you open the door rashly, your rating with me will be lowered."

A 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 had her long light green hair tied into two ponytails, and was wearing a long-sleeved jacket and hot pants. She was chewing gum and sitting cross-legged on the sofa with her chubby little legs.

This person is the culprit of the previous shooting, the mysterious punk girl.

In her hand she held a gleaming silver pistol, the muzzle of the gun pointed at Heather.

"Brother, let's chat?"

(End of this chapter)