Life is like the waves of an ocean, it keeps going

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As Peter walked through the gates, he took one big sigh, and went to his locker, things felt like the way they usually did, but with a sense of tension from everyone around, people staring, people watching, people listening. It just felt off. From what Peter had assumed, he had been the talk of school, but for all the wrong reasons, they must have heard about May's death. Looking around, all eyes were on him, and he didn't like that one bit, especially with the last incident at school. He could already hear his heart pounding, his hands getting sweaty, loosing track of his breaths, all not good signs, tears were ready to flow faster than a waterfall, but he kept them inside to try and not make a scene.

Before Peter could even take his books out of his locker, Flash crept up behind him, and he was slammed against the wall. His head throbbing, having a sense of dizziness overtake him already. "Shit" Peter muttered under his breath. He predicted more was coming, but once again, his legs became jelly, and it seems MJ and Ned had already gone to their class, so he was strongly solitary on this one. Flash wasn't at all happy about all the attention Peter was getting, especially as all his so called mates weren't interested in him anymore, no matter what actions he took. There he was, ready to open his mouth...

"Listen here Penis Parker, you are nothing" Flash shouted, as he swung one punch, "you are simply a piece of dust within existence", before once again, going for Peter once more. Peter knew that he could dodge these with his spider senses, but he just couldn't risk it with the mass amount of distractions all around, blood poured down Peters face, his legs became even more limp, it was like he couldn't even control his body at this point. 

"You'd best watch out, or so help me, i'll be finishing you off" Flash said, trying to catch his breath, that fight took a lot out on him, but he knew he had succeeded on what he wanted to do, so without hesitation, he fled the scene. Peter quickly realized he was in trouble, it was only the start of the day, but he just knew he couldn't stay here, it was a hell hole. He quickly grabbed his things, and left school for the day, not thinking anything of it. He took a deep breath, and decided the next plan of action was to go on some patrols, just to keep his mind off things, or so that's what he thought. 

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