Chapter 2

Chapter 2 "This would look good with my new smart watch," Peter said to himself. He held up a navy blue sweater with brown patches at the elbows. He looked in the mirror. "Sharp," he told his reflection. "Let's add it to the wish list."

When Peter left Aunt May waiting in line at Easy Ernie's, his plan was to buy holiday presents for his friends and family. But as he walked through the mall he saw a lot of things he wanted for himself! Sure, the holidays were about giving. But if people wanted to give to him, shouldn't he have a few suggestions ready? Peter entered a bookstore. He wanted to get the latest Agatha Twisty mystery as a present for Aunt May. However, as he passed the science section, he stopped. It wouldn't hurt to check out the new releases, right? Ten minutes later he was still leafing through the books and grinning like an elf in Santa's workshop. "Oh boy!" he said to himself. "These definitely need to go on my wish list too!"

Peter usually didn't think only of himself. In fact, most of the time Peter thought about everyone else. Because Peter Parker was Spider-Man, the wall- crawling, web-slinging Super Hero. For him, helping others was the name of the game. Peter lived his life by the lesson that his late Uncle Ben taught him: With great power comes great responsibility. But every now and then—usually when presents were involved-Peter Parker the "me- me-me kid" took over. Today was that day. Peter imagined a stack of new science books in gingerbread-man wrapping paper. Then a girl's voice interrupted his daydream.

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"Hey, Pete," the girl said. She gave him a hug. "What are you up to?" "Oh, hi, Gwen," said Peter. His imaginary tower of presents toppled to the ground. "Holiday shopping. You?" "Same thing," Gwen Stacy replied. "I have so many people to shop for. And I don't know what to get my dad. What

do you get the police captain who has everything?" "Uh-huh," Peter said. In his mind he placed the wrapped science books beside a gift bag containing the sweater. "Maybe you can help!" Gwen suggested. "Dad likes to run. Let's see if there's something good in the sports section." Gwen Stacy was smart. She was funny. She was kind. Peter liked hanging out with her, a lot. Normally, helping her find a present for her father would be fun. But today, Peter had other things to do. "Sorry, Gwen," he said. "I can't." Gwen looked surprised. "Come on, Pete. I could really use your help. It will only take a minute." Peter thought of the toy store he