Don't Give A Damn!
A week later after the dinner with May, their second dinner was today on a nice Friday night. It was supposed to be the next day from last week, but she had to delay for scheduling conflicts with her job. Was he excited? Yup, but nervous (like all the fucking time). Was he hungry for more of Aunt May’s food? Of course, he was, but he heard the fire alarm and sprinklers go out next door. So, he was kind of worried and just wanted take out if anything were to happen.
Once Michelle and Roberto get out from Chemistry class, they head straight towards the field outside. Today was a field day for fitness class, where everyone could play whatever they want or just do whatever anyone wants. He’ll meet up with Ned too since they’re all a part of this class and enjoy talking about Star Wars and “Who’s the better Avenger?”. With Michelle, they’ll probably go on the far side of the field and lay down on the grass and she’ll read them a new book out loud. Inside the locker room before going outside, Roberto was bombarded by a bunch of guys like a stampede full of wild wildebeest and he was being murdered by Scar from The Lion King.
Imagine the environment like this, it's like a pack of various animals trying to get along in the same territory. First, we would usually have the “jocks” screaming or shouting as if they are playing a normal football game on a Friday night. Second, there are a group of skinny dudes who are the typical nerds talking about the theories of the next Star Trek or Star Wars film. That would be the group that Roberto would belong to, but he doesn't relate to them as much ninety percent of the time. After going through the rest of the crowd and Ned is there in the back. Just by himself looking lonely with no one wanting to socialize with him.
Something strange appeared when Roberto came up to Ned and it was his kid around their age, in their crowd walking like the cockiest bastard he’s ever seen subtlety. Already looking prepared for class probably trying to kiss every teacher's ass and he stands upon a small stool.
“Everyone,” The Cocky Kid shouts. “I have an announcement to make.”
“What is it Flash?!” Another kid in the crowd asks loudly. “Or are you gonna stand there and look pretty for us?”
The rest of the crowd begins to silently giggle amongst each other.
“Who the hell is that?” Roberto whispers to Ned.
“That's Flash Eugene Thompson. He’s one of the popular kids at school. Top five percent of our class, a star of the school’s decathlon team, and one of the most conceited and unbearable people around my life.”
“Seriously… We’re still doing “popular”. People need to get over it. Why is he so unbearable to you?” Roberto mentions annoyingly.
“This Friday night… drum roll please.” Flash demands while hitting his thighs like a drum roll. “I am throwing an awesome birthday bash at a mansion someone I know is allowing me to take over for the night. So, everyone in here except for the nerds like you guys in the corner and Ned over here are invited. That's all.”
“Exactly that. That motherfucker bullies us all the time.” Ned explains. “Who's us?”
“Oh yeah, basically me and Peter.” Ned reaffirms him. “Wait, is he the one that shouts Penis Parker in the hallways and after school?”
Ned nods up and down.
“That's just fucking swell.”
Once they head out to the field, Roberto tries to wait at the spot where they decided to meet up on Field days on the bleachers at the far corner. After waiting for five minutes, he sees her in all her glory. Wearing the t-shirt uniform of the school’s name and logo, yellow shorts, and her black shoes. Her hair is still pulled back into a ponytail and she makes her way to the bleachers.
“Hey, Bobby-Pin.” Michelle greets herself.
“Hey MJ. Um.. you look very nice and beautiful.” Roberto murmurs after the word “and” and begins to blush.
“And what?” MJ asks. “ and look there's Ned.”
“Oh, hey loser.” Michelle once again greets herself.
“Is there anything nicer you can say like my name perhaps?” Ned asks. “Nope.”
“That's great I guess. What are you guys doing today?”
Michelle and him both patted each other's hand as a sign to make something up. “We’re going to… go into the teacher's lounge because why not?”
“You know Coach Wilson May not be the best teacher but watches everyone like a hawk or has multiple eyes like a spider.” Ned explains.
After Ned finished his sentence, all of them heard a loud thump that came from below near at the front step of the bleachers. It was a boy who looked rather familiar to him, but he couldn’t get his finger on it. He rather looks very clumsy and so-called “loser”. However, it made Roberto actually about the young fellow.
“Who the fuck is that?” Roberto asks to the both of them.
“That's Peter. My best friend. Do you ever pay attention to anything around here? You said the same thing about Flash Thompson when we were in the locker room.”
“Does it look like a could give a shit about other people? I have never been properly introduced to him only to his aunt. They both live next door to my apartment and I never have seen him around. I hear that he's always running around and never makes it to certain things.”
“I was right. You're like MJ, why can't you two be together? You guys are perfect for each other.” Ned asks.
“By the way, since you're his best buddy… Tell me why does he “run off” from what I hear?” Roberto asks trying to distract him.
“Don't you dare makes this about Pe--- Hey Peter!”
“Hey, guys. I heard something about Spider-Man or something.” Peter comes up from behind and introduces himself to the rest.
“What's it to ya?” Roberto asks Peter. “Nothing, Just curious. Big Fan, of Spider-Man.”
“Hey MJ, who do you think Spider-Man is?” Roberto asks her with his arms crossed.
In the background, Peter and Ned begin to look very nervous and start sweating slightly.
“Well, from what I can observe… He's skinny but becoming built. Like he's not Thor built, but he has some muscles and maybe abs.”
MJ begins to pay attention to Peter and Ned behind them subtly and how awkward the scene between all of them.
“He seems to average height like…”
He turns around to see Peter and observe him.
“He's like Peter height.”
Roberto turns back to conversate with MJ, while Peter and Ned still react quietly.
“His voice… Is very squeaky. It sounds like a little girl or he hasn't gone through puberty.”
Peter turns to Ned with a confused and sort of offended look on his face.
“He cracks a lot of modern and viral jokes even though he isn't funny in my opinion. So, he's probably a generation Z person. What if he's a high schooler like us or… He goes here?”
Peter and Ned’s face are becoming as a tomato and began to sweat a little more out of anxiety and start hitting each other on the shoulder trying to make a move. Roberto hears all the fuss on the background and turns around to them.
“What’s wrong with you guys?” Roberto asks with a confused look.
“Oh, nothing. Nothing at all. Yeah, it's just hot out here.” Peter lies horribly while Ned agrees.
“It's literally about to be November and you guys are sweating... Man, you guys are terrible at lying. Aunt May told me you intern personally with Tony Stark and Spider-Man seems to be following his shadow. You haven't met him or know who's under the mask? What are you hiding Peter?”
Peter is looking side to side and at a loss for words…
“I’m just fucking with you. Oh my god, the look on your guys fucking face. I gotta take a picture of this. I could give less a shit about that.” Roberto admits and snaps a picture of the both of them.
“Well, I’ll see you guys later. Hey Parker.”
“Yeah… What's up?” Peter clears his throat after that anxiety driven nuisance.
“You’ll be there for tonight's dinner with us?” Roberto asks while he isn't facing him.
“Yeah definitely, not gonna miss it this time.” Peter answers.
“Alright see you guys later on. MJ… Attrape-moi à la bibliothèque.”
“Is he always like this?” Peter asks afterward to Ned and Michelle.
“No, no he’s not. He only does this to people he doesn’t know. For me, I knew him for years at this point and MJ… they just got along the first day they met. I’m pretty sure the both you will get along tonight.” Ned explains to Peter, assuring him that he isn’t an unkindly guy.
“What if he’s like a Flash? A total asshole.”
“Please. Bobby’s the last person to ever become someone like that in actuality. Look loser, you’re going to do great sweetie.” MJ joins in and sarcastically motivates him.
“You know… you two should be together.” Peter jokes before he got a hard punch in the arm by Michelle. “Ow, what the f---” before a flock of birds started to hover over them.