Spider-Man: no way home

C 12

"Okay that's enough"

I press my space bar stopping the video.

"Hey! I was enjoying it."

"Yeah well I wasn't"

I lean back in my desk, where my computer is on , as I sigh.

"It's really cool. So film's your thing?" Didn't know you liked film"

The boy takes a seat on my chair.

"First you have a go at my club now cause I like film?"

"That's why you want to go to MIT? To study film?"

"You just don't give up do you?"

The boy shakes his head.

"Yes I do. But..."

"But what?"

"My... my parents want me to go to Oxford. To study journalism"

"That would be cool"

"Yep."

"I'm guessing you're against that? Going to Oxford. Journalism."

"Look journalism is cool but..."

"It not film. It's. It's not with your friends.".

I look up at him from the floor as I nod smiling a bit.

He returns the smile.

"I think you should tell your parents you want to go to MIT"

"I've done that. Tons of times actually. They just don't..."

"Listen"

"Yeah"

"Maybe you should make them listen"

"Easier said than done"

"You're smart. I'm sure you can think of something. Well I would say second smartest person I know"

I cross my arms, shaking my head.

"Oh and who would be the smartest?"

"Me. I thought that was obvious"

"Says the guy who thinks stupidest is a proper word"

"It is. Look it up"

"Fine. I will!"

I turn to my computer as I search it up.

Seeing that I am wrong.

Dammit.

"Would you look at that"

"Why you gotta be such a smart ass"

I launch forward to hit him.