Warnings: Bullying, Brief Sexual Harrasment, Homophobic Slurs.

Wade had only been at Marvel High School for two weeks. Of course he had start there in the middle of the year, when groups of friends and cliques had already been established. Girls were showing him some attention, considering he had just been healed before he came here and he was new. People always like new things. Even though the girls (a few guys) had tried to make moves on him, Wade wasn't much for flirting and he wasn't really interested in any of the kids here. Teachers already didn't like him, due to his inablility to keep his mouth shut. He always ended up making people laugh, even though it wasn't exactly his intention. People were already pegging him a class clown, and he knew it would be hard to get people to take him seriously.

So, on a particularly slow Tuesday morning, Wade wondered helplessly through the empty halls, lost and late to his next class. Wade was trying to find his way when he heard a slam against lockers around the corner from his position. He quietly crept to the corner, curiously peeking out to see what was happening.

"Flash, can we not do this right now? I'm already late." Says a nerdy looking kid with messy brown hair and glasses. He was trapped against the lockers by a tall, muscular blonde who had his arms on either side of the boy's head. The taller one, which Wade had assumed was Flash, slugged the kid right in the jaw, causing the boy to spit blood.

"You really think I give a shit, Parker?" Flash leaned in closer, his face almost touching the smaller one's. Flash then knocked the books out of the young boy's hands and pinned both his arms above his head. Flash's hands were big enough to fit both both of the boy's wrists in one hand. He had his other hand wrapped around the kid's neck. The boy let out a small whimper as he struggled to break free; it was no use.

"Let me go, asshole!" Shouted the smaller kid.

"Or else what? You gonna have your daddies come save the day, hmm?" The young boy made a choking sound as Flash's grip around his neck tighten. "You a fag like your dads, Parker?" The hand from around the boy's neck released and made it's way to the boy crotch, squeezing painfully. The boy gasped in shock and pain, and tried harder to break free, which earn him another squeeze.

"You are a fag! You're fucking disgusting." Wade couldn't watch any longer and decided to act. He appeared from around corner and shouted, "I'm a bit confused here. You're calling him a fag, yet you're the one with the hand on his crotch." Flash whipped his head towards Wade who was slowly approaching him. Flash released the boy and turned towards Wade.

"Who the fuck do you think you are, newbie?" Flash fists clenched as the boy slumped down, trying to catch his breath. "I'm about to shove your head up your ass if you keep picking on that kid." Wade gave Flash a look that said he could literally keep his promise. "Psh, whatever." Flash turned towards the boy, "This isn't over, homo." He disappeared around the corner.

Wade walked over to the boy who was frantically trying to get his things together.

"You alright?" The boy finally got his stuff into his bag.

"I didn't need your help." The boy says defensively.

"Yeah, you totally looked like you had the situation under control. You know, a 'thank you' isn't needed, but it woukd be greatly appreciated."

"Thank you," say the boy unconvincingly, "now can you leave me alone?"

"No." Says Wade as they began walking. "My name's Wade, by the way. Wade-"

"-Wilson, yeah, I know. You've got a bit of a reputation around here. I'm Peter. Peter Parker." Wade observed Peter as they continued walking. Peter was actually kind of cute, in a dorky way. He was short and lanky, but Wade couldn't help but be attracted to him.

"Well, it's nice to meet you. Sorry, kind of a shitty way to meet someone."

"Yeah, Flash is a dick." Says Peter, looking at the ground. "Shouldn't you, like, tell someone about that?" Wade wasn't really the go-to guy for helping people with their problems.

"It's not like the school's gonna do anything, they never do. And I'm sure as hell not going to my dads about this." Wade knew Peter had looked familiar but now he remembers where he's seen him. The news. This was the son of Captain America and Iron Man.

"Yeah, yeah, your dads are famous! No offense, but shouldn't you be, like, the man at this school?" Peter chuckled.

"None taken. Yeah, chicks aren't exactly lining up to sleep with the science nerd who has two dads. Most of them think I'm gay."

"Are you?" Asked Wade, sounding a little hopeful. Peter stopped to turn and completely face Wade.

"Hmm, I don't really know." Wade sighed, hoping for a yes, but smiled.

"Hey, I'm completely fucking lost at this school so could you show me to my class?" Peter smiled and looked as Wade handed him his schedule.

"Sure, it's not too much of a walk." They continued on as Peter told Wade that all the girls in his class were trying find a way to get into Wade's pants. Wade told Peter that it was pointless because he already had his eyes on someone else. Wade hoped Peter got the hint.

Author's Note: My first stab at something a bit more mature. What do you think, should I continue? Please review and tell me whatcha think.

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