They say that when you are going to die, your life flashes before your eyes. Well, Lexi wouldn’t know about death because she didn’t have that feeling but she did feel light headed and heart pounding. The poor girl was experiencing a lot of feelings at one moment; fear for her life, happiness that she helped others and lastly, acceptance. If she was going to die, if this was truly her time, she was ready to go. Her only regret is not telling Peter how she felt about him. But everyone dies with some regret right?

It wasn’t until she heard a voice that pulled her out of her daze. Her clothes and face covered in ash, her vision focused in to see that the one and only Spider-Man had shown up on the scene! His comment made her smile, a smile like she gave Peter whenever she saw him, which probably looked odd from her ash covered face with her bright white teeth. Her hand reached out taking a hold of his arm, “You have rather excellent delivery timing.” She said giving him a cheeky grin. With his arm around her she felt safe and secure and the freefalling was an insane feeling as they dropped, tumbling downward towards the ground. For some unexplainable reason, she had complete faith that he would catch them and he did, lowering them gently to the ground. As the crowd erupted around them, her face turned a shade of pink she wasn’t used to. It wasn’t common that Lexi Rogers got embarrassed and blushed but this was one of those rare moments when Spider-Man asked if she was alright. She nodded, her mouth opened to respond before she coughed as nasty cough, her light headed dizziness caught up with her as she started to lose her balance in time to get caught by one of the paramedics who happened to be rushing over. Before she could regain herself to say anything to him he was off again to save another life.

She had hoped to meet him but didn’t quite expect it to come about this way. As the paramedics handed her water to help rehydrate her system due to the over-exposure to heat and gave her an oxygen mask, they praised her for her bravery. It didn’t take much time before the camera crew was in her face, asking her questions about her experience inside and her encounter with Spider-Man. She told them who she was, knowing her parents, Aunt May and Peter were going to kill her and explained that everyone needed to put others’ lives before their own to help the city become a better place and that’s what she did. As she finished explaining she coughed some more, smoking leaving her lungs as she did so and the paramedics pushed the press away from her, the cops soon realizing that the press were bombarding people asking questions and began to shoo them back in time for Spider-Man to return with the young boy. 

Upon his return, Lexi was back on her feet, she had felt better and was able to stand but thanks to the chilly breeze she was covered in a blanket. Taking a couple breathes from the oxygen mask, she watched the young hero sit down and take a mask for himself. Nerves filled her, what other chance would she have to talk to him? It was almost like she could hear Peter’s words echo in her mind, [i]Maybe if you're lucky you could stumble upon him.[/i] He would kick her for missing the chance to talk to him, especially when it was something she wanted to do. She took a deep breath from the oxygen tank, wrapped the blanket around her, got a pen and a piece of paper from one of the reporters and wrote down something before folding the paper and returning the pen; she then left the tank behind and walked over to him.

“Hi.” She said softly when she arrived. Her mind was racing and her heart was pounding. She felt like it was her speech in front of the class, nerves and excitement at the same time; butterflies in her stomach and her heart attempting to escape her chest. “Thank you… for saving me, and that little boy.” Oh how original to start off, if Peter was here he’d kick her and tell her to spit it out. “I know you’re busy flying around and saving the city from all sorts of things but if you ever have some time…” [i]Yes because he has free time that he plays golf! You’re being stupid!![/i] Her inner voice lectured her but she kept going anyway, “I write for my school’s newspaper and would just like to ask you a few questions. Just three, I promise, I don’t want to take up a lot of your time and I just want to help inspire the people of my school like you inspire me. If… if you find some time and, of course, want to… here’s my address…” She said softly extending out the piece of paper to him. As if out of her control, she bit the lower right corner of her full lips, something she did purely out of nerves and it was something not only few people knew of or saw but it hadn’t happen in many [i]many[/i] years.