(◣_◢) Loser!Spiderman!Ellie masterlist

A new girl moves to your school in NY and it's just your luck you have to share a room with her. She seems a little bit odd, like shes trying to hide something, but sure, aren't we all?

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After a while of sitting around in a shared, awkward silence, Ellie finally decides to break through the quiet. She looks around the room once again, the boxes still scattered out amoung the wooden floor.

"Uhm, Do you think you could help me put some of this away... maybe?" She asks as she bends down, looking through an already half-emptied box of her belongings.

You get up from the edge of your bed and move over towards her, bending down beside her at the box before she picks it up to sit it onto her bed. It's mostly filled with posters that look to range from various bands, movies and tv shows, plus a stack of a ton of CDs.

"I can stick these up if you want to put those on that shelf," She nods towards the pile of CDs. "There's more in that box too, thanks."

You pick up the pile of CDs from the box and sit them on beside the dusty wooden shelf on the wall. You brush the dust off with the sleeve of your hoodie and bend down to pick up the CDs yet again. There's already a pile of books on the edge of the shelf, which works to hold them up nicely without them falling.

You peep your head back at Ellie who's currently staring at the blank white wall beside her bed, probably plotting what way she wants to put up her millions of posters. A lot of them are rather ripped and damaged and it makes you wonder how long she's owned some of them for. It makes you wonder a lot, actually. She's obviously recently moved here, but from where? What's her favourite band? Colour? Food? Animal?

You shift your attention back to the shelf, placing down her CDs one by one, examining each one of them as you go along. There's actually quite a good few you recognise. The Smiths, a-ha, Bowie, Pearl Jam, The Neighbourhood, Nirvana, Fleetwood Mac. But there's also a ton that you dont which causes you to examine the tracklists and album covers for a little longer than the rest.

"What's this one?" You ask, holding up a coverless CD to her. There looks to be a small folded up note placed in the front as a replacement cover, or maybe that's the cover.

She looks back at you and almost falls off the edge of her bed that she had been using as a stool to reach the wall. She lets out an awkward giggle after she grips onto the wall like a lifeline, stepping down from the bedframe. "My Dads, it's him covering a few songs — a birthday gift. He burnt it onto a cd for me."

"Nice," You respond, pushing that one onto the shelf just a little more carefully than you did the rest.

You look down, realising that you've already gotten through both the pile she gave you and the full box of cds. The only thing still left is her cd player, which you ever so gently pick up and place on the table beside her.

"So...?" you stand beside her now, watching her stick a poster up. "Need me to do anything else?"

"Not really, I'd rather do the rest myself. Thank you though." She smiles at you awkward and then walks over to the shelf you just organised for her, picking out a cd to play. She slips the disc into the player and stands back onto the bedframe to put yet another poster up.

You lean your back against the wall beside her, watching how she hangs them up so precisely.

"Can I ask you questions?"

"You're asking one right now." She chuckles before being abrupty cut off by her accidentally stabbing herself in the thumb with the sharp end of a pushpin.

"Can I though, please?" You ask again.

"Yes, yes you can." She awkwardly replies, scratching the side of her head after realising that she's, again, been awkward.

You let out a small chuckle but don't further mention it.

"So, tell me all about yourself."

She stands back from the wall to get a better view of what she's just hung up, thinking while she does so.

"Well.. my name's Ellie, you know that. I'm from Jackson, in Wyoming. I moved here a few months ago. I uhh-" She turns to face you. "–like the colour green...?"

"Oh come on," You raise an eyebrow, looking at her in mock surprise while you try to hold back a laugh. "There has to be more about you."

"I play guitar, hence the.. guitar. I draw, sometimes. I just recently got my first job here at the daily bu-" Her eyes widen slightly in what seems like panic and she steps down off of her bed, dropping the packet of thumbtacks onto her desk.

She jerks up a little bit, looking over at you awkwardly. "I think that wall is finished, for now." She stops for a moment as if to think thoroughly through what she's about to say.

"I actually have to go somewhere." She mumbles unsure and panicked as she starts to walk backwards towards the door, grabbing her phone and shoving it in her pocket before she disappears off into the hallway.

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You sit back down on the end of your bed for a moment while you look at Ellie's side of the room, deep in thought.

What just happened?

Out of nowhere you hear a massive bang from outside that makes the room rattle a little bit. You get up cautiously to peak out of the window.

When opening it you get hit in the face with a harsh gust of slightly smoke-smelling wind. Looking far to your left you spot more smoke, lots of it, and what appears to be fire. That's when you start to hear a range of fire trucks zoom by in the distance.

You check your phone but its too early for a piece of news or an alert to be sent out about it. Both Dina and Ellie are out too and you don't even know where either of them are right now.

You can't help being nosey as you continue to look out the window. Your calls aren't going through to Dina because that's just your luck and Ellie's nowhere to be seen. Brilliant.

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Another while passes and you get a call back from Dina, but the line is pretty dodgy and keeps cutting off.

"Dina?" You answer?

"Yeah!" You hear her practically jump for joy, talking to Jesse who must be with her. "Jesse it finally went through!"

"Are you okay?" she asks, her voice muffling through the phone.

"You're the one out, I should be asking you that. But yeah, I'm okay."

"I'm on my way back now. I think it damaged the phone li-"

Before you can even tell her to be careful on her way back the call shuts off and you can't call her back, atleast now you know she's okay.

Checking your notifications you find one from The Daily Bugle that must've sent while you were on the phone with Dina. When you click into the news article you find attached images beside the headline — Superhero To The Rescue After Local NY Street Blows To Shreds — a slightly blurred photo of someone on a rooftop in some sort of spiderweb-patterned suit.

Superhero?? You think to yourself, shaking it off as you scroll down to read more. Skimming through to find what you're looking for.

"Buildings on 52nd street set fire when-" You keep looking. "12 people injured, none in critical condition." You swallow and keep searching.

"Mysterious masked man saves multiple people from the explosion, 'Spiderman' as people are calling him."

That one. That's exactly what you're looking for, and to your disappointment there's nothing else on the topic to be seen on the page. You search frantically for something else and find a live running video on the news station, rewinding the video to find something, anything.

You come across a clip of the peculiar spider-person fleeing the scene afterwards, Spotting peoples phone cameras and the news in their face and making a run for it across buildings before disappearing as if they were never there.

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Ellie returns around half-nine PM, the streets already dark but the chaos from earlier still on the loose. It's none of your business where she was, why she went and why she would just run off like that but that doesn't stop you from wondering.

After earlier you've decided that you should probably just take an early night, so your already in you're pyjamas and reading a book in bed by the time she comes through the door. You don't try to bother her when she walks in but you notice through the corner of your eye that she's a little disheveled, Her hair is falling out of her short, auburn ponytail, and she seems upset, or maybe angry, annoyed?

That must be a question for tomorrow though, because she practically throws her body onto her bed before she even takes her shoes off.

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I am actually so insanely sorry for how long this took me its been over a month since I posted part 1 of this fic + please ignore my grammar and spelling mistakes because i rushed this and didn't fully check it. I'm so happy that people enjoyed part 1 as i know it's not that serious but it's inspired me to start putting my writing out there more because people have been enjoying it.

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