Gwen Spider: I'm from Prototype

Chapter 13 The crisis of identity exposure!
Midtown High School.

Members of the Spring Ball Decoration Team are painting a giant mural.

The mural will be hung in the prom auditorium on Friday night.

The theme of the mural is the Spring of Venice. Volunteers full of artistic talents have already painted a small chalk painting.

There is a beautiful gondola floating on the canal under the setting sun. The boatman wears a big straw hat and leans on the tiller. The water and sky are dotted with various shades of pink and orange.

Gwen stood in front of the mural in the corridor, looking at the painting in front of her.

"This year's spring ball must be the most beautiful ball ever, right? Gwen."

Behind her, a familiar voice sounded.

Gwen looked back and saw that it was her good friend Harry.

"Maybe, for some people."

Gwen said a little depressed.

Her eye sockets were flushed, it could be seen that she didn't have a good rest last night.

In fact, it was true. Last night, I managed to muster up the courage to invite Peter to be my dance partner, but the other party actually hung up on me.

what is this?
Have you been rejected?

After all, I can be regarded as a well-known top student in Midtown High School, so will I not have a dance partner?

Gwen, who was in a bad mood, complained to Harry: "I have already participated in a spring dance, and I don't know why this kind of thing needs a theme, as long as the dance is happy."

"Everything needs a ritual, and people love rituals."

Harry shrugged.

"Well, you may have some truth in what you say, but I've always felt that only you high society may need some kind of ceremony."

Gwen stretched her waist and said to the other party.

"I'm not high society."

Harry denies the label Gwen has imposed on him.

"Come on, Harry, there are many rumors about you. It is said that you once tried to burn down noble schools. You are rich, self-willed, and high-society. This is what everyone thinks of you. Everyone used to call you the Green Goblin!"

"Green Goblin?"

Hearing this name, Harry was a little taken aback.

"Yeah, green looks like a dollar bill, so wouldn't the name Green Goblin suit you?"

Gwen said of course.

Harry: "."

The two were talking when they were suddenly interrupted by a voice.

"Hey, Gwen."

Gwen heard someone calling her name and turned around.

Carl King, who was short and chubby, stood in front of Gwen and said with a nervous expression, "Can I have a word with you alone?"

Carl King is Gwen's classmate. Although Gwen didn't say a few words with him, he could call him by name.

"I don't think there is any topic between us that needs to worry about other people's privacy."

Gwen didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to talk to him, and then replied after being taken aback.

"Ok."

After Carl glanced at Harry next to him, he said, "Uh, can I invite you to be my dance partner in the spring dance?"

"Forehead"

Gwen didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to invite herself to be a dance partner.

After thinking for less than a second, he rejected the other party.

"Sorry, I already have a partner."

"Who?"

Seeing that Gwen rejected him, Karl King blushed and asked excitedly.

This is already a very rude and ignorant behavior, Harry next to him frowned.

"Sorry, no comment."

After finishing speaking, Gwen turned to Harry and asked, "Harry, didn't you say that you want to prepare for the history exam together? Do you want to go together?"

"okay."

Harry responded subconsciously, and left with Gwen.

Carl was left with an ugly expression on the spot.

"So who is your dance partner?"

After staying away from Carl King, Harry asked Gwen curiously.

"Peter Parker."

By coincidence, Gwen said Peter's name.

Originally, she was a little angry at Peter for not directly agreeing to be her dance partner, but when she thought of her partner, the first name that popped into her mind was Peter.

Anyway, he didn't refuse, maybe he was thinking about it, what's wrong with saying that?
She comforted herself in her heart.

Harry looked at Gwen in surprise, "Peter? I thought you two had conflicts recently? He's been alone lately."

"No! It's not that he's in conflict with me. Now he and everyone else have an expression that strangers should not enter."

Gwen said unhappily: "Whatever happens, he just keeps it in his heart and digests it by himself. That's the kind of person he is."

Harry nodded. "Maybe this dance will cheer him up."

"Maybe, sorry, I'm going to practice the repertoire for the dance with Betty and the others, so excuse me!"

Gwen waved to Harry and slipped away.

Harry watched Gwen slip away, and began to look forward to Friday's spring dance.

"Fireworks, dancing, and a band playing 'The Star-Spangled Banner,' not bad!"

Shrugging his shoulders, Harry glanced at the mural and headed for the classroom.

At night, Stacey's.

Gwen looked at the severely damaged spider uniform spread out on the table, and pressed her forehead helplessly.

More and more headaches!

After the band practiced in the evening, I met a group of thieves on the way home.

With the purpose of punishing the thieves, he was accidentally attacked by those guys with guns.

Although all of them were hung on the street lamps, his uniform was also scarred.

"Well, maybe a ball gown suits me better than a spider uniform."

Gwen looked at the spider uniform and complained.

"Gwen, your prom dress has arrived."

Suddenly, my father's voice came from the door.

George suddenly appeared at the door with the courier Gwen ordered.

In a panic, she immediately turned around and blocked the spider uniform on the table with her body.

If the uniform is seen by Dad, it will be completely finished.

"Thank you dad, you put your clothes there!"

While Gwen was talking to her father, she quietly reached out her hands to her waist, and tucked the exposed sleeves of the spider uniform back.

"The police station is quite busy. The recent disappearances in Hell's Kitchen have seen more and more people. We will continue to expand our investigation targets. If the murderer is really related to Spider-Woman, maybe I won't be able to watch your show tomorrow, etc. wait!"

George, who was talking, suddenly noticed Gwen's small movements.

He came up suspiciously and asked, "What are you busy with?"

Gwen quickly moved her body to block her father's view, trying not to let him see the clothes behind her.

"A little bit of hobbies."

Gwen was already sweating from nervousness, and her speech became stuttering.

Seeing that her identity as the Spider Woman was about to be exposed in front of her father, Gwen's brain turned wildly.

How to do?
What should I do?
Do you want to run away now? !
Although she kept praying like crazy, George finally saw the spider uniform behind her.

　Thank you Xiaomeng for your new reward, thank you for your monthly and recommended tickets, bow!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)