[Comprehensive British and American] SpiderGirl

Homecoming is just around the corner.Petra's gift is a big red long dress, which has a bohemian style. The exquisite waist is cut to every width of the skirt folds, which reflects the practicality of its expensive price, just like tailor-made of.

——"That's right, it's 'tailor-made'." Arthur said proudly.

"..."

As soon as they met, Wanda spared no effort to praise her.

"Very mature," she said in an aria-like tone, "you're a big girl already."

"……thanks."

But Petra was not as happy as she had imagined. After wandering around the venue with her friends, she was not used to the presence of too much attention, so she sneaked into the corner and got some drinks.

Not long after, the lights dimmed, and the school band began to play in a lively rhythm in accordance with the flickering lights. She squatted aside and watched boredly, and unconsciously played with her nails.

"So out of gregarious?" A voice came from behind Leng Buding, which startled Petra. When she looked back, she was actually Mr. Supreme Mage wearing a mage's robe, standing beside her with her hands behind her back in the posture of a world-class expert. Looking at her with a half-smile.

"You are so beautifully dressed, what else is there to be unhappy about?"

"Why are you here?" Petra was shocked by his appearance, and asked without answering, "Aren't you an alumnus of our school?"

"Of course not." Strange replied easily, raised his right hand and snapped his fingers, "I was invited to perform magic tricks."

"...Ah?" Petra blinked, and a few rose petals fell down and stuck to her hair.

She tilted her head to remove them, but saw Strange waved his hand, walked away, and said, "We'll talk later."

Petra watched him walk to the small stage on the right side of the venue, and was surrounded by a group of cadres from the student union. After a while, the performance began, and the stage was soon filled with students.

The crowd was so dense that she couldn't see what was going on inside, but from the bursts of cheers and cheers from the onlookers, she could feel the high popularity of this "magician".

"..." Supreme mage, awesome.

The appearance fee should be very generous.Petra waited for the performance to end, and the crowd gradually dispersed. Looking at the colorful ribbons floating all over the floor, she thought silently.

Strange came back, holding the sparkling wine stuffed by new fans in his hand, took a sip, and commented: "Not bad."

Of course, students who are under the legal age are not allowed to drink alcohol. These are provided by the student union for many invited alumni and sponsors. Petra was a little curious, and looked at it for a while, and was noticed by Strange With a look, he shook his hand and put the wine glass on the table behind him.

"What are you looking at? You can't drink." He said solemnly, "If you want to drink, I won't give it to you."

"No... I just feel a little bored." Petra shook her head, then sighed sadly and turned her head to look at the lively crowd.

"You can go play with your classmates," Strange said.But seeing Petra's indifferent reaction, he remembered that this girl is not usually like this.

Meaning - when she was "Petra Parker", definitely not a well-rounded, popular courtesan.It seems that only by changing to another identity will he become lively, playful, and fearlessly presumptuous.

Thinking of this, Strange shrugged, feeling a little amused.

"Who are you here with?" He seemed to ask unintentionally, wanting to remind her that she could go dancing.

But Petra still shook her head.

"I came 'alone'." She emphasized the key words clearly, and blinked her right eye at him, expressing that she didn't think it would be embarrassing, and she didn't need others to comfort her.

"Really?" Strange raised his eyebrows, "There are quite a few people who want to chase you."

"But if I'm not sure that I have the same feelings for the other person, I shouldn't give such an ambiguous...response?" Petra said uncertainly, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, appearing more worried.

Strange pondered for a moment, nodded, and sighed with relief: "You are right to think so. Thank God, you were not led astray by someone."

"..."

Petra was speechless, and the other party had to reach out and touch her hair—the handful that were pinned up by the hair accessories. The symbolic action did not disturb her hairstyle, and then said: "You are a good boy."

"...Thank you?" Petra paused, then asked suddenly, "Do you think I'm very different from him?"

She didn't make it clear who "he" was, but Strange also seemed to understand what she was talking about very tacitly, and his eyes were meaningful: "If you want to be serious—that's right. You are completely different types of people."

It's not that different types of people can't get along well, but there will always be conflicts.For example, the Avengers team that fell apart several times - it looks so powerful, but sometimes it is so fragile - the inconsistencies in positions, personalities, concepts, and differences in major events can easily lead to such results.

"You don't need to be too concerned." Strange said after a while, "I don't think this is necessarily a bad thing."

She responded with a questioning monosyllabic word.

"It will calm down an impulsive and passionate person at your age, and think carefully about whether you have confused admiration with liking." He said slowly.

"...All of them." Petra thought for a while and said seriously.

"..."

With such a frank answer, it was Strange's turn to lose his voice.After a while, he said: "I'm going back, are you still going to stay here and eat air foolishly?"

Petra shook her head subconsciously, and saw him reaching out to her.

"Let's at least do a dance first," the Supreme Sorcerer said with a wink at her and a smile.

After dancing absently, Petra said goodbye to Harry and the others, and left the venue early.The well-decorated auditorium with laughter and laughter was left behind, she declined Strange's kindness to use the portal to send her home, walked out of the school gate by herself, and wandered leisurely.

It's been a while since she's been involved in crime-fighting operations, which makes her hands a little itchy.But looking at her attire, she simply gave up her plan to "actively and actively search for possible crime scenes".

It wasn't very late yet, and the night sky in New York was bright with moonlight, but against the backdrop of the brightly lit city buildings, it also looked much bleak.

Petra often feels at a loss recently, thinking about it but can't find out why.

study?Her study has been very good, as long as she takes some time to maintain this state, she does not have to worry about the future entrance examination at all.

Super-powered criminals?They are no longer her opponents.

Petra took a long breath, and finally understood what she was anxious about: as a superhero with ideals and goals, but nothing to do, it was too empty.

She even missed a few months ago when she was so busy that she had no time to do homework... At least, she would feel that she was needed and useful.

But now, Petra's Avengers preparatory training is over, and I have temporarily bid farewell to the base life, and moved back to my own home. Occasionally, I went to night patrols on a whim, but most of the time I found nothing, only one Calm, peaceful New York City.

It's time to fall in love.she thought silently.

The car sped past behind him, braked, slowly reversed, and stopped on the side of the road.The car window was lowered, and the man leaned out and greeted her: "Hey, kid, it's you."

"Happy?" Petra took two steps closer, "Isn't work over yet?"

"Oh, no." The part-time driver curled his lips and explained, "The boss has a business charity party tonight, and he asked me to pick him up early, so that he has a reason to leave early."

"...Oh." This is very in line with Tony's style.

"What about you? Why are you here?" Happy asked her. "I remember you had an event at your school tonight, didn't you?"

"Yeah." Having said that, Petra also showed a trace of embarrassment on her face, pinching the corner of her skirt, "I'm not interested in the dance, so I came out first."

Happy looked at her meaningfully, as if to say, this shouldn't be, you are young people.

Because the girl in front of him was Petra, he didn't need to say "it's dangerous for a girl to walk alone at night", but asked directly, "Get in the car? I'll drop by."

Petra looked at his driving direction and questioned: "Is this not the right way?"

Happy looked at her unmoved.

"……All right."

When she got into the car and found the seat belt on the back seat properly, she heard Happy say while driving: "Take you and help me stop him later."

"Ah?" She didn't understand what she meant, and looked up to meet the serious eyes in the rearview mirror.

"Before he goes off to fool around somewhere else," Happy said seriously.

When they arrived at the destination, the two of them watched Tony and his friend Rhodes walk out shoulder to shoulder. The latter obviously drank a lot of alcohol and his footsteps were a little fluttering, but his expression was still serious, and he tried his best to pretend that nothing had happened. .

The two were muttering something. When Tony looked up, he saw Petra lying on the window of the car. She braked to a sudden stop, and accidentally hit her friend's abdomen with her elbow.

Rhodes frowned and continued to mutter: "You really can't drink anymore."

"Well, stop drinking." Tony waved his hand, but his tone didn't seem to be perfunctory.He looked at Happy, who shrugged at him.

"Where are you going?" the driver sat upright and asked businessfully.

Rhodes also looked over.

Tony silently dismissed the original idea of ​​going to the bar to waste time, and changed his words: "Go back."

Happy coughed dryly again, and hinted something with his eyes cryptically.

What?Tony asked silently.

He just pointed to his neckline.

Tony bowed his head, oh, lipstick marks.Still in different shades.

"It seems that you are having a good time." Happy said coolly, "Do you still need me to pick you up?"

Rhodes turned his head to hide his smile.

"Routine operation..." Tony coughed uncomfortably, and changed the subject, "Hey, why is our little friend here?"

"Meet her on the road, I'll take her home." Happy said.

"By the way, I saw something extraordinary." Petra added in a low voice, her straightforward gaze made people feel scared.