"Yo puny Parker!" Oh god I want to die.

"Flash could you please stop calling me that, I'm not that short y'know." Yes I am, well compared to Eugene 'Flash' Thompson everyone is short.

"Let's see here, I'm taller than you, I'm stronger than you,And most of all the one that really makes you puny…..I've actually had a girlfriend." He's right though, I mean, I'm 15 years old I've had literally one girlfriend. His friends, actually no, his mindless idiots were of course laughing like the idiots they are.

"Y'know Flash maybe if you didn't waste your entire day coming up with that 'joke' maybe you wouldn't have failed today's algebra test." That was a low blow on my part but hey it's true.

"Hey don't talk like that, Flash got a D- not an F!" Oh god nails on a fucking chalkboard it was his girlfriend Sally Avril let's just say if bitch had a human form it would most likely be her.

"Yes like that's such an achievement." I began to walk away until I felt a hand on my shoulder…..I want to kill myself right now.

"Soooo Peter I hope you're aware that I am low on lunch money and you always happen to have the right amount of money so why don't you give it up?" he was about to kick my ass regardless sooo…

"How about this…" I reached inside my pocket and pulled out my most sincere

"Fuck you." And with that, I was gone, running as fast as I could to escape Flash and his goons. I was still running and I noticed the one man who could save my ass….that's a lie we're both getting our asses kicked now.

"Harry!"

"Peter why are you running?"

"Don't ask just run!" It was at that moment we knew we're fucked in almost every way. It of course didn't take long for Flash to catch me.

Harry looked back "Peter!" he shouted in a weird slo-mo kind of way.

"Run you fool." I whispered began pummeling on me. But when he was around halfway through his pummeling a bunch of …...webs shot out of my hand.

"Holy shit!" I shouted in shock, Flash on the other hand was horrified he was petrified.

"Get the mutie freak!" one of his goons yelled at the other idiots.

"Wait wait wait!" I tried to stop them before one them threw a punch hitting me full force I heard a loud cracking followed by shouting.

"The fucker broke my hand." I was barely phased there wasn't even a bruise on the cheek he punched.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry." I bent over to help him out before another goon (I think his name was Kenny) Tried to fucking sparta kick me, right before he hit me my head began to hurt and almost out of instinct I grabbed his leg and…...threw him (Believe me it was shocking to me too). After that another guy tried to shove me into the lockers behind me I mean it worked I was trapped against a wall before I kicked the guy off only I didn't fall of the lockers I instead was stuck on the wall.

"What the fuck?" The guy was just as scared as Flash he was trembling like a child it was kinda funny to be honest.I tried to pull my arm off the locker but I just to the locker door with me.

I began to run off as fast as I could, I just wanted to get home, I just wanted to be with Uncle Ben and Aunt May the would now what to do, right?

"Peter?" Oh god It's Aunt May, I didn't know what to say mainly because there was literally a freaking locker door stuck on my hand and my room was covered in fucking webs.

"Peter the police are here, they said there was a fight at school."

"Yeah there was definitely a fight." I replied in a scared voice

"They said they found a boy covered in webs and that you broke another one's hand."

"I didn't mean to."

'Peter Parker.' great now there's a voice in my head

"Wait, what, who is this?"

'This is Charles Xavier I'm here to help.'

"Quick question, where are you, Or am I just crazy?"

'Well I'm down stairs and one of my students is outside your door talking to your Aunt.'

'Hello Peter.'

"Oh great now there's two voices in my head."

'I am Jean Grey and we're here to help you.' Ok at this point I need to prove to myself that I'm not crazy so I opened my door and sure enough there is a girl standing right outside my door. She was surprisingly pretty and around my age so y'know there's that.

"Hi."

"Hello."

"Peter what is that? Aunt May asked, she was pointing to the locker door on my arm.

"Yeah it won't come off."

To be continued