Peter came home earlier that afternoon, and he immediately heard Aunt May's voice call out for him. "Peter? Is that you?" She said in the kitchen. Peter walked in and gave her a hug, lifting her off the ground as he did, as she gave a surprised laugh. "Why are you so happy?" She said with a smile as he let her down. Peter held out the check he received from the Bugle. "I know it isn't much... but its to help with the bills..." Peter started.

"Peter--"

"They gave me a job as their photographer! And he said that my pay will be bigger than this." Peter had a grin. Aunt May had tears in her eyes. "You are so much like your Uncle... You even smile like him." She said softly, looking down at the bill, and then giving it back to him. "You keep it. And don't you dare try to slip money in while I'm paying the bills. We have enough money to get by for a little while longer. And when we don't, I'll go back to working at the hospital, alright? So you keep your money, and keep being a teenager while you still can. Being an adult is a lot of responsibility, you know." She said with a warm smile, and Peter gave a nod. "Oh, and I apologized to Flash today."

"Good, now you just need to get those grades up!"

"Yeah, but first, I gotta make things right with Lex!"

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Alright, Parker. You out did yourself this time. You aren't known as being the hunky romantic type of guy... But Lexi seems pretty happy. And this little date you set up isn't that bad either. Peter once again had full control of the house. Aunt May went on another girls night, so their date wouldn't be interrupted. Peter simply wore long sleeve plaid shirt, some jeans.. and once again his hair was a mess. The lights were dimmed, the kitchen table was set up with a white cloth, a rose on the center (cliche, right?), and two plates, but on one of them was a framed picture of Peter and Lexi with a snowy Central Park in the background. 

The doorbell rang, and Peter quickly went to the door. He opened it to reveal his girlfriend, and he gave a smile. "Hey... So, come on in." He said, moving out of the doorway. The lights were dimmed inside the house to give it more of a dramatic look. "So the important thing I needed to tell you was... Well, I've been the worst person to be around ever lately, and I thought it'd make it up to you." He led her to the kitchen to where everything was set up, and Peter ran a nervous hand through his hair. "So with my limited cooking skills, I made us our favorite's as kids... Grilled Cheese with a side of french fries, and for the lady, tater tots." He said in a fake french accent, looking over at her with a smile. "And not only do we have this excellent cuisine, I have some cookie dough in the fridge, sundae making equipment, and a nice couch and a collection of Uncle Ben's favorite movies..." He looked over at her and gave a shrug. "I know this doesn't even begin to say how sorry I am... But tonight, there's no spandex, blue and red, or black. I'm not Spider-Man. Just Peter Parker, and I owe you a lot to prove that you're the only girl I want."