Marvel: Am I falling in love?

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"Go to sleep, kid. Do you know what time it is?"

Steve asked, his voice slightly inebriated from sleep, from inside his room.

"I'm sorry, I got too carried away."

I replied a little awkwardly, feeling guilty.

As soon as I'd finished saying that, I opened the door to my room and walked in. Without wasting any time, I went straight to the bathroom to brush my teeth.

As I brushed my teeth, I stopped for a moment, staring at my reflection in the mirror. My hands, still holding the toothbrush, were shaking slightly.

(Man, I can't believe I actually did it. Will I be able to take another step from now on or should I wait a little longer? Is Wanda thinking the same thing? Or maybe regretting it...)

I found myself reflecting on what had just happened between me and Wanda a few moments ago, outside our rooms.

"No, I don't think I should be too hasty. Maybe what she's done is some way of showing affection to her friends in Sokovia."

I whispered those words to myself as I brushed my teeth and looked at my reflection once more. However, as soon as the words came out, another thought popped into my mind, making me stop brushing my teeth again.

(Wait, if that's the way they show affection to their friends... Then I think I'd better not become friends with Pietro because... gee, that's disgusting).

I thought to myself as I made an expression of disgust. The thought made me shudder, and the cold water from the sink touching my hands only seemed to intensify the feeling of discomfort even more. The mirror, reflecting my confused countenance, only made me feel even more disgusted. In an attempt to dispel the disconcerting images that came into my mind, I put my head in the sink and began to wet my face with the cold water.

"I think I'd better stop thinking too much about this for today, because tomorrow is going to be a long day, and I mean long."

I mumbled those words to myself as I rinsed my mouth and cleaned the brush. The sound of the water falling down the sink drain was almost therapeutic, helping to dispel some of the anguish I was feeling at that moment.

As soon as I whispered those words, I put my brush back. After a few seconds, I had finished. With one last glance in the mirror, I tried to give myself an expression of confidence, after which I left the bathroom and headed for my closet, where I quickly dressed. Without thinking twice, I threw myself on the bed, showing all my tiredness.

"Tomorrow, after I've finished Natasha's hellish training - of course, if I manage to survive it - I'll sort out my clothes. After all, it's a real mess in here."

As I thought about the things I was going to do tomorrow, something came to mind.

(How could I have forgotten that school starts next month....)

I thought to myself, with an already downcast countenance, but in a matter of seconds, my mood changed to something a little more cheerful.

"I know this place has its bad side, but it also has its good side. For example, it'll be nice to see Ned, MJ, Betty, Harry again, not so much Flash, but it'll be nice to go back to school."

Right after I whispered those words to myself, I closed my eyes, trying to let sleep take over. However, while I was trying to relax and fall asleep, an idea related to school popped into my head.

(What if Wanda came to study with me?)

I thought to myself, with a small, discreet smile beginning to form on my face as I considered the possibility. However, my mood changed when I remembered her brother.

"Shit, I'd almost forgotten about her brother; he'd certainly get on very well with Flash, and I have no doubt he'd be another stone in my shoe."

I turned over in bed, staring at the ceiling as I thought about how I could deal with this situation.

"As for Wanda, I don't know why, but I think she'd get on very well with Michelle... I have to find a way to make it happen."

But then doubt crept in.

"But who do I talk to? Wanda? No, I think I should talk to Steve and Natasha. After all, they're kind of our guardians, if I can call them that."

I sighed, feeling exhaustion beginning to envelop me

"Well, that's enough for today; I've wasted enough time, I think I'd better get some sleep, because if I go soft tomorrow, not only will Natasha rip my hide off, but she'll also grind me up."

And it was with these thoughts echoing in my mind that I let sleep envelop me. With my eyes closed, I finally managed to fall asleep.

As sleep enveloped me, I ended up having a dream. I was swinging through the city, dressed in my classic outfit, the red and blue one I made myself. But this time, it had some gold details, both on the spider on my chest and on my wrists. As I swung with my webs, I noticed something large approaching.

"What's that?"

I asked myself, as I narrowed my eyes in an attempt to identify what that large shadow coming towards me was.

"I can't make it out because I'm too far away, but I know one thing for sure: whatever it is, it's certainly not something good."

I muttered to myself, trying to adjust my direction.

When that image became clearer, my heart almost stopped. It was a tsunami coming at me, and I knew there was nothing I could do to avoid the impact. Realizing that it would only be a matter of time before I was hit, fear took over.

"No, no! It can't be!"

The feeling of panic became so real that I suddenly woke up to someone throwing a bucket of cold water over me.