Spite presents: The Day I Was Called Spider-Man, page 2

Kristin is now my best friend in the whole damn world. If she ever needs anything, she can count on me. If her car breaks down, I will buy her a new a car, or at least give her mine until I can afford to buy her a new one... then give her that one. Isn't that what Spider-man would do?

No longer do my brothers or closest friends hold those top spots as far as friends are concerned. Oh sure, if they're getting chased down by the Rhino I'll swoop in to save them. They don't have to worry about anything there. But if my friend Doug (who has helped me move twice, and took these photos, and I've known since I was 13) needs help on a science lab, and Kristin needs help on the same lab... I'm helping Kristin.

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