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[center][b][color=ed1c24]Peter Parker[/color][/b] | [b]Harry Osborn[/b][/center]
	The first day of school.  Honestly, besides [i]maybe[/i] (and that is a big maybe) half-days, this was the easiest day of the school year.  You would first go to a designated classroom, which were divided up by last name, so that you could get your class schedule and your locker combination.  Then you would sit through short, 20-30 minute introductions to each class that were presented by that class’ teacher.  By the end of each class period, each student would have a syllabus, a textbook, and an expectation on how the class would turn out.  And then, everyone went home for the day, until the next day, when [b]real[/b] first day of classes began.

	Peter fiddled with the his locker padlock.  Yet another number that he was going to have to devote to memory.  He opened up the locker door and began swapping his books between his backpack and the locker.  Things would be interesting this semester, academically speaking, since he was taking two AP courses.  Last school year, he only had AP European history plus a handful of honors classes.  So far, Peter had found a pretty good balance between school time and ‘Spidey’ time so that his GPA did not suffer very much.  He hoped that adding one additional AP class would not be too much of a difficulty spike.

	“Hey, Pete.  How did the first day of class treat you?”  Harry Osborn asked Peter, poking him in the rips with his elbow.  Even though their families were almost as far apart as they could have been in respect to their financial situation, Peter and Harry had been best friends for almost as long as any of them could remember.  His father, Norman Osborn, was an important man of business and science.  Did he undertake in some shady business?  Of course.  Peter even had to stop some of Norman’s schemes every now and again whenever they went out of hand.  But he was still Harry’s father.  Plus, he wasn’t like the other animal-themed villains that Peter seem to keep running into.   He cannot just punch his way to victory over Norman.

	[color=ed1c24]“It was fine.”[/color]  Peter responded, shrugging his shoulders.

	“Fine?”  Harry almost mockingly exaggerated the concern in his voice, “School just being ‘fine’ to Peter Parker, Midtown High’s boy genius?  Do we need to make a quick stop at the nurse’s office before going home?”  If Peter did not know better, he could have mistaken that last comment as Harry’s expression of frustration about how his dad would hound him because Harry was an underachiever at school.  If it was not for Peter’s help, Harry might not have made it through the honors courses that his dad forced him to take.  Peter would not have been surprised if Norman wished that his son was more like Peter.

	[color=ed1c24]“Well, you know, it’s not the same without…”[/color]  Peter trailed off from his train of thought.  However, without even finishing his sentence, Harry knew what he meant.  Losing someone close to you can take a great toll on anyone.  First Uncle Ben, then it was Gwen, Peter’s love of his life.  Somethings are just harder to let go of.

	“I know, Pete.  But I’m sure that Gwen wouldn’t want you to feel miserable for the rest of your life.  She would want you to be happy.”

	[color=ed1c24]“Yeah, but sometimes it's hard to break old habits.”[/color]

	After Peter had grabbed the books he needed to take home, Peter and Harry began to head out.  On their way out, they saw a wall flyer that was advertising the Fall Formal.

	“They’re already promoting that dance?  I thought that it was at least a month away?”  Harry asked aloud.

	[color=ed1c24]“They’re doing a Christmas on us by advertising that dance earlier and earlier each school year.”[/color]  Peter joked with Harry.  After briefly discussing how things just felt strange without Gwen around, they needed something to lighten up the mood.

	“Oh, that reminds me, how did that blind date that your aunt set you up on?  You didn’t suffer too much, I hope.”  Harry changed the subject when the Fall Formal somehow made him remember the Peter’s blind date with Mary Jane.

	[color=ed1c24]“Actually, exponentially better than I expected.  I definitely underestimated Aunt May’s ability to pick out potential dates.  Not that I really [b]want[/b] her to arrange my marriage, but at least things didn’t go as badly as I thought they would.”[/color]

	“And you were leaving me in the dark this whole time?  Spill the beans, Pete!”  Harry desperately begged his friend.

	[color=ed1c24]“I’ll text you the details.  Don’t fret, Harry.  But I gotta run.  If I’m late getting to the Bugle, Jolly Jameson might have a cow.”[/color]