Along came a new spider.

"You know, for all its worth, I think I may have this costume thing down." Alex told the three girls one day during lunch.

"How so?"

"I convinced Dylan to let me borrow his brown leather jacket and I managed to 'buy' some knock-off black suit Spider-Man costume that was only durable with the arms and mask." Alex explained. Earning a raised eyebrow from the three.

"That's it?" Sarah said.

"Well, what are you going to do when your only source of food is by selling cookies or supplies? I had to make do with what I had."

"You stole?"

"I like to call it 'borrowing without paying' but yeah, that works too." He said.

"Hey guys, what's up?" Luis asked.

"Hey Luis! Did you take that advice about that riff?" Ales asked.

"Yeah, and you wouldn't 'believe' how well that worked. Dude, my house was shaking after I performed that solo." Luis said, missing a violent 'don't say anything' gesture from Sarah.

"A guitar solo 'eh? Bring it on." Rainbow said.

"Here we go." Alex said.

"Go where? Mexico? Cause my cousin got deported there recently and he knows this safe house I can take shelter in if things go south here." Luis said, oblivious to his surroundings.

"Y'know, I've been meaning to ask, why are you know so many stories about your cousins?" Alex asked.

"Duh, social media, what is this 2015?" Luis scoffed.

"Really? Which one?" He asked.

"Twert."

"Really? People still go there?"

"Of course they do, it's not like it's ChatSnap, or some bullshit like that." Luis pondered.

"Getting back on topic." Applejack coughed.

"Oh, right. Luis, could you go with Michael and Jay? They're by the vending machine." Alex said.

"Is this what I think it is?" Luis asked.

"Which is?"

"I was gonna say you guys were going to do a foursome, but it seems like I was wrong." He said.

"Luis!" Both Sarah and Alex yelled.

"Right! Going!" Luis said while chuckling to himself.

"How do you deal with him?" Applejack asked.

"You don't." Both of them said simultaneously. Prompting everyone to laugh. Suddenly, a blob of mashed potatoes came into contact with Alex's head, confused, Alex turned to see three jocks, flipping him off while laughing at him. He almost threw a table at them when Sarah stopped him at the last second.

"Don't, those idiots will make themselves look like the victim." She said icily.

"Doesn't mean they're above everyone else. Those fuck-nuts deserve it." He spat.

"Hey retard! Are you even gonna do anything about that! C'mon, teach us a lesson!" One of the jocks taunted. The lunch room went from a chatter-filled room to dead silent.

"Leave him."

All students turned to see a blonde haired woman glaring daggers at the jocks, who went silent. They all knew her. She was the one that could easily ruin you as well as taking a few from your pockets. She was the one who would break you before beginning to torture you. She was-

"Beat it. This doesn't concern you." One of the jocks growled.

"Oh really? Like that picture you keep of me at night? Or that kids program you watch and sing to every day? Or how you love to have your drinks in a BearCares cup?" She hissed to all of the jocks, causing them to fall silent. "Thought so, you idiots should really pick up a better hobby than bullying. It wastes everyone's time from having to watch documentaries about it." She turned to walk to her table, but got interrupted by Alex, despite protests from Sarah.

"Hey...thanks..." He began.

"Just call me Felicity, Felicity Hardy." She said.

The room went silent again, as if it was straight out of a silent film. But it wasn't for the jocks. It was for something else.