Shattered Fate

Chapter 5: Crutches

"Alright start packing up we have a 30 minutes break before 4th quarter then lunch," The teacher leaves as the students pop up out their desks flowing into the hall.

"Yess~ the break period is so much longer now~ must be because my dads new funds to the school." I look over to over to Peter whose still taking notes in his big binder.

"Oh yeah, umm- didn't he start doing that because of the 'incident' that happened." He air quoted incident like an idiot trying his best not to hurt my feelings.

My eyes wander after hearing about it again, I didn't want to tell him all the details so I sugar coated what he didn't already know.

"Yeah, and he also makes two big burly security guards escort me to my butlers car."

I grab my crutches to stand leg still in a cast while my arm was healed.

"Guess he is worried it will happen again, well I at least think it was the right course of action."

"Pete you really do suck the Kool-aid out his balls."

"Come on man, gross," finally getting done with notes.

"He seems like a cool dad to me." He shrugs smiling.

"Look, lets just get off this subject." trying not to smack him in the head I swipe my books away from my desk eagerly.

There was a comfortable silence as we gathered our things alone in the classroom like we were always meant to be best friends.

As I'm finishing I look over to Peter looking at me intensely.

"What..."

"Your glasses are thicker than mine... four eyes." He mockingly jokes face morphing into a derpy grin radiating immaturity.

"Shut up who are you calling four eyes, four eyes." I childishly stick my tongue out while nudging him with my heavy casted arm.

"Whatever~" he chants putting his binder into the new bag I got him few days back.

An idea pops into my head and I blurt it out with no restraint.

"Pete wanna join me after school my dad got me three new game systems with a bunch of games, we can have another all nighter~" I excitedly wave my crutch around almost hitting him.

"Hehehe" he giggles dodging my crutch then he grabs my arm to a stand still.

"Sorry harry, can't make it me and Mary Jane are going to the new Stark Expo." He lets my arm go and scratches the back of his head.

"Oh- umm, I guess you can come next time right?" My eyes stray to the side of my head trying my hardest not to make eye contact and reveal my true emotions.

I mean we always hang out together ever since we became Best friends but lately all get want to do is hang out with Mary Jane.

"Totally, but can mary Jane join in she is also my best friend too?"

He was never the type to beat around the Bush with things like this but it's as if he can't see me wobbling uncomfortably on clutches.

"Well... *sigh Yeah I guess she can come." I say unenthusiastically almost mumbling the last part.

I don't want to come off rude but I don't want her in MY home with MY best friend playing MY games. But if it's for Peter then-

He interrupts my thoughts squealing childishly "Good! I'll tell her at lunch."

I feel frozen to my spot my heart feels like it's been punched as I hear "lunch" ringing in my ears, Anger rising in my chest and maybe a twinge of jealousy.