She sighs.  Another day among the less fortunate, the ones deprived of the pure bliss.  What is that?  Movies. Movies help her free her mind.  Getting wrapped up in a tsunami of actors, movie lines, costumes.  She didn't act, she watched.  From the old black and white horror to the fairytale special effects 20th century.  Time to settle down with Vertigo.  She normally watched genre by genre or followed a certain director for a while.  Right now she was finishing up Alfred Hitchcock.  His suspenseful thrillers gave her a rush of woozy addiction.  While other girls her age (17) were getting into boyfriends/love/drinking, she was glued to the screen.  Let’s rewind.  This was “K”. A girl  who was a nobody who just went by a letter.  Just an identity for a nameless person who lived in the suburbs of San Francisco  Her home on Castro Street was dimly lit by the black rusted lamppost.  The long descending street was lined with the Victorian housed all packed together like encyclopedias on a shelf.  Her house was blue with white steps up to an arched porch. Her house was never leveled.  She would place her shelves on the wall and they wouldn't be close to a 90 degree angle.  Anyway her mom was never part of her life and it was basically it was just her and her dad.  Her dad always said that her mom died bravely in the war in Iraq when a bomb was in the jeep.  She always believed him. 

As she was popping some popcorn (surprisingly her favorite food) she loaded the disk and sat on her big couch.  Her dad and her weren't rich because he was just a plumber but they always found a way.  As she relaxed getting lost in the movie, as she fell asleep she for some reason saw her mother aged ten years but still the same features that were passed down into her.  Grayish-blue eyes, thin skinny nose, and flat brown hair.  But her mother looked older, bags under the eyes, sagged cheekbones, and wrinkles creasing her whole face.  Her mother approached her.  Her sleepy eyes glanced up drowsily at her.  Was this a dream?  “Sweetie…” her mother greeted her.  “Mom?” “Yes darling, I think its time you watched a movie,” “What?”  “Its for the best”  She yawned and fell asleep.  The next day she woke up with no memory of the night before.  Something about her mother nagged her mind but she ignored it.  She had gotten used to shutting the world out including memories of her mom.  She arrived at school and there was a weird feeling.  As she walked to class she saw unfamiliar faces that looked vaguely like Jennifer Lawrence and Daniel Radcliffe.  The “Jennifer Lawrence” was wearing a black jacket with black pants and combat boots.  The “Daniel Radcliffe” was wearing a english uniform and a tie with glasses and a scar shaped like a lightning bolt.  In the corner of the classroom she say a boy about her age who looked normal.  “Hello?”  she started as an ice breaker.
“ Hey”
“Are you witnessing this?”
“ Ya, and I was sent here to inform you.”
“WHAT!! This just totally turned into a weird movie with a mission to destroy a bad guy.” 
“ It kinda is…okay so our parents that work for the government are using us kids to be the translators between the real world and this.” 
“ By this do you mean….”  she questioned.
“We are the only bridge connecting these two worlds.” he concludes.

K pondered for a while.... how would we get back? Was it even possible?  The boy interrupted her thoughts.
“By the way my name is Ace.  What’s your name? “
“Uh...i just go by K.”
“Okay, Ace and K like cards in a deck”, he smirked.
“Ya lets hope that when we get built up we don’t come crashing down.”

After a while, K and Ace thought about what to do about their predicament.  On the one hand they could just stay here forever.  Ace suggested that.  It gave K shivers, he didn’t know the value of forever; like the never-ending wait for her mom to come home.  They finally concluded that the only way to escape was to find the “camera” and paralyze it to leave this land.  
“What would the camera be?”
“Probably a portal or something, my best guess would be a spider.”
“Why a spider?”
“That was my dad’s favorite type of movie, Spiderman”
“Well my mom liked the internet a lot what does that have to do with anything?”“Wait… spiderweb!!”

K was stumped, spiderwebs, spiderwebs, or spiderwebs.  Where could they find  spiderwebs? What movie had spiders?  Well Spider man obviously.  She saw Ace moving out the door and quickly followed.  She hoped he knew what he was doing.  He entered a class that contained people that looked like Thor and Loki. 
“Omg, we are with the comic books made into a movie!”
“Yes now where is Spidey?”
“There in the corner  I think”
They approached a thin fragile looking man who looked around 17.  K who knew so much about movies immediately asked,
” Peter Parker”
“Ya that’s me”
“Where is your web?”
“Here”
K and Ace were both confused in his hand he held a needle.  He explained that when touched by the right person it would weave into a portal back to another mystery land.  He handed it to K and said,” I have a feeling you’ll need this.” Ace eyed it carefully and said,”Do you think this is it?”
“I don’t know, we will have to see.”
K touched the small needle and vast black ropes sprung out, braiding and twisting like Elsa’s hair.  Out sprung her mother and a man who looked like Ace’s father.  The man who looked like Ace’s father stepped forward immediately and sounding astonished he proclaimed,” Son I am proud of you, you have done a great justice. “  The man leaned forward to embrace his son but it was clear that Ace didn’t feel the same to his father. “Dad, you abandoned me.  You left me in the unknown, I don’t love you anymore.” 
His dad was taken aback,” Don’t love me?, but I helped you learn? I helped you thrive, I taught you everything you know!” 
“Well it wasn’t enough.  I struggle everyday because I would get my hopes up that one day you would help me.  I’m done and I’m staying here...away from you”  K watched him turn his back and walk away without a hesitation.  “K?”  her mom whimpered, hoping she would not receive the same treatment as her coworker.  “Mom I don’t know if I ever loved you.  But I know that you can love me.  I am going to forgive you because I believe I can love you.  Plus, you have a lot of explaining to do.” 
“Yes I do, and I am willing to take that chance.”  As K and her mother walk through the portal, K didn’t care if this was the right decision or not, she was with the right person.