(Queens, New York. October, 2015. Y/N's age: 15)

Y/N's P.O.V

I open my eyes and feel a light breeze hit my face from my open window.

I then sit up and stretch out.

After that I get out of bed and go over to close my bedroom window.

I hear a knock on the door.

Vanessa: Y/N, you up?

Y/N: Yeah, mum. I'm up.

Vanessa: Okay, good. You don't wanna be late. You've got that field trip, remember?

I smile.

Y/N: Yeah, I remember.

Today I got a school trip to a Stark Industries research facility today.

I've been looking forward to it for awhile.

Y/N: I better take a shower.

I go into the bathroom to take a shower.

(Fifteen minutes later)

After getting out of the shower and getting changed I go downstairs.

I see mum getting ready to leave for work.

Y/N: Hey, mum.

Vanessa: Hi, baby. You ready?

Y/N: Yep.

Vanessa: Hai il tuo inalatore? (Translation: You got your inhaler?)

Y/N: Sì. Nella mia tasca. (Translation: Yeah. In my pocket.)

Vanessa: Bene. (Translation: Good.)

So, my mum is half Italian and I'm a quater Italian. She and I speak it to each other.

Vanessa: Well, I better go. You have a good day and I'll see you later.

She comes over and kisses me on the cheek.

Y/N: Bye, mum.

Vanessa: Bye, love you.

Y/N: Love you too.

She leaves the house.

A moment later I grab my backpack and leave the house too.

(Ten minutes later)

I've made it to school and walk into my science classroom.

The class is supposed to meet here before we leave.

I see Pete sat at his desk.

Y/N: Hey, Pete.

Peter: Hey, Y/N.

I sit in my desk next to him. 

Y/N: Man, this is gonna be so cool.

Peter: Yeah, I know. The genetics research Stark Industries is now doing is next level.

Y/N: True. I hear part of the genetics work is based around spider's.

Peter: Yeah, I heard that too.

Just then our teacher comes in.

Mr. Douglas: Okay, class. Is everyone ready?

After that the whole class leaves the classroom.

(Thirty minutes later)

The whole class is now outside the research facility.

We go inside and an assistant shows us around the lab.

Assistant: Okay, class. Next I'll be showing you the genetically enhanced spider's...

Just then she stops.

Assistant: Oh, it looks like we have a special guest, everyone. Allow me to introduce Mr. Tony Stark. He is spearheading the Spider Project.

Tony: Thank you. Hello, class.

He starts to tell us more about the Spider Project.

Tony: Now, the question is what do you think could come of this project?

Y/N: Healing the world.

He looks at me.

Tony: And what makes you say that, kid?

Y/N: Well, given the spider's genetically enhanced DNA, you could use that to find cures for incurable diseases. Like Cancer, for example.

He smiles.

Tony: That right. What's your name, kid?

Mr. Douglas: That's Y/N L/N. He's one of my best and smartest students.

Tony: I can see that.

He comes over to me.

Tony: How are you old, Mr. L/N?

Y/N: I'm fifteen.

Tony: You're very impressive, young man. You've got a bright future ahead of you.

He shakes my hand.

Y/N: Thank you, sir.

He turns to face everyone else.

Tony: Well, I better get going. I'll leave you to it. Nice to meet you, Mr. L/N.

Y/N: You too, Mr. Stark.

He leaves.

Pete looks at me.

Peter: (Whispers) Dude, you just shook hands with Tony Stark!

Y/N: (Whispers) I know. I can't believe it.

Assistant: Come over here, class.

The assistant takes over to the spider's. 

Assistant: These are the spider's. Right here we have twelve genetically enhanced spider's.

Pete take a picture of them.

Peter: Wait, there's only eleven in there.

Assistant: Oh, right. Other researcher's are working on that one.

The class starts looking around as Peter takes more pictures.

Third person perspective

As Peter takes his pictures the missing Spider crawls across the ceiling.

It stops above Pete and goes down towards him on a web line.

The spider lands on his shoulder and Y/N sees this.

Y/N: Pete, watch out!

He rushes over and grabs the spider with his hands.

It crawls out on to the top of Y/N's hand, then bites him.

Y/N: Ah!

He shakes his hand and it falls on the floor.

Y/N's P.O.V

I look at my hand and see the bite mark on my hand.

Peter comes over.

Peter: Y/N, that spider bit you?

Y/N: I noticed.

We watch the spider crawl up the wall and out of an open window.

Peter: What the hell is gonna happen to you?

Y/N: I don't know.

I start breathing heavy and I quickly pull out my inhaler.

I use it and start to slow my breathing.

Y/N: Okay, okay. We're not gonna freak out. We're just gonna keep it quiet, okay?

Peter: Y/N, we have to...

Y/N: Peter, please. Don't.

He nods.

Peter: Okay, okay.

Y/N: Come on, let's go.

He and I leave to catch up to the class.

(Five hours later)

I've now made it home and walk through the front door.

And I feel like crap.

That spider bite has really done something to me.

Dad sees me.

James: Hey, son. How was your...?

He gets up.

James: Whoa, are you okay? You look really pale.

Y/N: Yeah... I just feel really sick.

Mum then comes in.

Vanessa: Hey, what's going on?

James: Our son isn't looking to good.

Vanessa: Oh, baby.

She puts her hand on my forehead.

Vanessa: He's really burning up.

Y/N: I'm okay. I'm just... gonna lay down for a bit. I'll be okay.

James: Okay, kiddo.

I drop my backpack and I head upstairs.

Vanessa: Just let me know if you need anything, okay?

Y/N: Okay, mum.

I go into my room and fall onto my bed.

I then immediately start to fall asleep.