This was it, the world was in slow motion just like in the movies; her life flashing before her eyes; the first memory she had of that horrible kiss, her first time she spent the night at Peter’s house, breaking all the house rules by staying up until midnight watching movies, her first dance, her first A on a test, her last cupcake she ate, the fact that she was turning 18 in a few days, her kisses with Spider-Man was instantly replaced with her kiss with Peter. That meant so much more to her than she could ever explain to anyone. If she was going to remember one thing before she fell to her death. Closing her eyes she took a deep breathe remembering everything about the moment from when he came in to the smell of his cologne to the gentle look in his eyes when he pulled away.

She was ripped out of her thoughts when he body was jerked in a different direction and she was caught in a way most familiar. Her eyes opened as she looked up to see Spider-Man had caught her and they were tumbling to the ground together, his grip so tight on her that she would have thought she meant something to him; if they lived through this they’d have to have a talk. Her stomach turned as she turned and she buried her face into his chest as she cupped her hands against him, feeling him rotate at the last minute, he landed on his back with her in his arms. “Oh my god, Spider-Man, are you okay?” She said quickly, her small body completely out of breath. But without the moment of saying that, the grunting and thumping of this newly formed Rick Archer showed up, it was almost as if she was invisible to him; that or the sick bastard wanted her to watch as Spider-Man died by his hand, her gaze followed the Goblin’s hand slowly removed the already torn mask. 

She was just as human as everyone else; wanting to know who Spider-Man was but had the kindness to respect his privacy. As the mask lifted and Peter’s injured and ashy face, Lexi’s mouth dropped open in shock, her blue eyes wide as she took in the fact that it was Peter. All those times he had risked his life for the city. All the situations he could have fought back in school. Saving her from the burning building and the muggers; kissing him multiple times in the suite. The young man who no one paid attention but risk his life to protect the city that he loved so much. He was loved for his symbol but still attempted to live a normal life. Her best friend was Spider-Man. Her best friend she loved was the same man who had the other half of her heart. 

“NO!” She screamed in desperation as Rick screamed with a laugh. But to her surprise, Peter still had the strength to roll away, keeping her out of harm’s way. As soon as he was off of her, she was up, her small body in her torn and slightly burnt dress backed up until her back hit the nearest poll of the back yard area. Before she could scream either a word of warning or another ‘no’, Peter was able to stop Rick with an intense fist punch to the chest. Lexi watch in shock, her black hair frizzed from the burst but still in the bun, her make smudged around her eyes and her blue eyes filled with water. She didn’t know whether to be happy that Peter was okay and defending himself, sad that Rick had gone this far, scared that something like this could happen or pissed off that Peter had never told her.

When everything was all said and done, she rose to her feet as he finished off cocooning Rick and turned to look in her direction. She walked slowly over to him, the mixes of emotions on her face were easily read and what was the first one to settle in was anger. Her hand rose up and she slapped him in the face. Polite enough to avoid the cut and not hard enough to actually hurt him, she give him a firm nod before pointing finger at him, “That’s for not telling me,” Then she placed her hands on each of his cheeks, again careful not to touch his injures as much as possible; she leaned up and planted a big fat kiss on his lips just like she had done when they were children in the video, when she pulled back a pop echoed throughout the empty back area of the school. “And that’s for everything else.”