Chapitre 5: Flash- Quick with Fists, slow with Wits
Well, let me be clear.
I don't give a fk about MJ. Because, comics and movies had already told me how MJ turns out in almost all of them. But that ain't the only reason, I just don't like her.
I could tell that the original Peter had feelings for both MJ as well as Gwen. But me, I personally don't like MJ at all. She is kinda too bland for my taste, if I might say.
So anyways, the journey to school wasn't extraordinary. The classmates who liked me for being too cool, were back to normal. I was once again, the Puny Parker, as Flash likes to call me, no.. The previous Peter.
Though, I felt eyes on me, the whole time. I don't know who it was, and most importantly, I don't care about who it was.
As we reached school, my first Target was my locker. The reason? As much as I hate studying high school shit, it was important for me to do that. Because Peter who once came top of the class, suddenly regressed, would be kinda obvious that something's wrong with him. And locker was the place where Peter usually stored his books.
I don't know how I know this, but the previous Peter found it weird for his classmates, who take their books back to their home, because he felt like it was a labour work for students.
Maybe it was the narcissistic personality of Peter, who knows.
There was no one I, or the previous Peter knew nearby, so I directly did what I came for. I opened the locker. And God, I shouldn't have done that.
It was a mess.
My locker was filled with rotten eggs and something white..
Who the fk, goes on doing such bullshit early in the morning?
There were murmurs around me. And a group of very familiar laughters.
I groaned in annoyance. Guess who it was?
Five points to those who guess correct.
It was Flash. I always thought who names their kid Flash? Flash, the literal reference to either Lightning Flash, Camera Flash or Quick.
If Flash were to be bullied, everyone knows what he would be bullied for.
I slammed the locker shut, and turned around. There standing before me were a bunch of jocks, Flash including with them.
And some female classmates, again MJ included.
Although she didn't laugh like the others in her group, I could see that she found it amusing.
It was really childish.
Shaking my head, I muttered, "Fking Losers. "
"What was that Puny Parker? We didn't quite catch you?", spoke Flash, as he stepped towards me, probably to strike fear in my heart, blah blah blah.
I lifted my face to his and said, "I said, in double quotations F. U. C. K. I. N.G. L. O. S. E. R. S. "
Flash stared at me in confusion. Shaking my head again, I decided to just leave. As expected he doesn't even know how to spell things. God how did he even reach High School?
That's when one of the jocks said in anger, "He just called us Fking Losers. "
I smiled and said, "Ding Ding Ding. Correct answer, but you won't get spank as a reward. So fk off man. "
Now you might think, why am I dissing these bunch of kids? I mean I am also young in this body, but my soul is blah blah older and I am blah blah mature and shit. Yeah?
Well, because I don't give a fk and I hate bullies in general. I wouldn't have decided to give them a hard time, if they hadn't messed with me from the start. I knew that if they were to fight me, I would definitely lose. I wasn't even an opponent of them, if they were five years younger than me with those bodies.
Flash seething with anger, blocked my way, and grabbed my collars. He was about to say something, but before that I decided to run my mouth all over the place.
"What? Flashy boy now wants to kiss me? Fk off man. I don't swing that way. "
"Wha.. What? That's not what I was doing?", Flash stammered, in anger.
Before he could say anything, I again attacked him. Obviously with my words, "Flashy boy, you are a sorry existence to this world. If it were in my hands, I would have beaten you up, until your own mother won't recognise you. And who the fk names their kid Flash? What your father couldn't hold in front of your mom for too long? He was quick, and you were born, so named you Flash. Damn, so creative. "
"You.. You motherfke... ", Flash seethed in anger.
But I stopped him mid sentence and said, "Yeah Yeah. What would you say. You motherfker. Puny Parker. Have a life man? What? Your girl doesn't give you enough attention that you need attention from others, even the ones of the same gender. Really mature of you man. I really hope your parents are proud of you. What? Cat got your tongue? Thankfully you don't have a younger sister. Or else she would be ashamed to death for having a brother like you. "
"You. Fker.. ", Flash yelled and I saw a fist coming towards me.
"Oh Fk. ", I muttered as I felt the punch hit the side of my face.
And as expected, I did fell down from that punch alone.
But I wasn't going to let him enjoy that.
Although darkness was the only thing I could see, I stood up.
There were some murmurs around me, or that was due to the punch.
I was like a zombie when I stood up, I could feel my body. I had my face down, but I stood up.
Now, why I had my face down, I don't know.
Maybe because I thought that would look heroic?
And probably this angered Flash more. So he decided to punch me again. I heard him yell again, "Die you Bastard. "
I readied myself for the punch, but it never came to me.
Was it too quick that I didn't feel pain, and instead directly became unconscious?
That sounds stupid, but it would be normal in this world anyways.
"That's enough Brother. ", I heard a voice, a female voice to be specific.
Brother?
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