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CHAPTER THIRTEEN ! number one flash hater.
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" OKAYso how do we calculate linear acceleration between points A and B?" the teacher asks the, non interested students. flash cockily raises his hand while looking at his notebook. "flash."
"it's the product of sine of the angel and gravity divided by mass," flash answers.
"nope," the teacher responds, making mckenna laugh to herself. "peter," the teacher says. mckenna turns her head to her best friend and notice his nose in his laptop. she elbows him in the waist, grabbing his attention, "you still with us?"
"uh, uh, yeah, yeah. uh, mass cancels out so it's gravity times sine," peter answers, closing his computer.
mckenna raises her eyebrows at the stuttering boy. "right. see, flash, being the fastest isn't always the best if you are wrong."
flash turns back to peter and whispers, "you're dead."
mckenna glares at the kid, "flash shut the hell up. you should be glad he didn't make you look like a total idiot," she whispers.
he looks at the girl with wide eyes, "sorry," he mumbles, turning back around.
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MCKENNA walks into the cafeteria and gets called over to help with a banner. she climbs up the ladder and looks towards liz on the other of the paper. "did mckenna get a new skirt?" peter asks.
ned shakes his head, "uhhh. no. you asked that last week too," he responds, looking away from the redhead.
peter nods, not taking his eyes off of mckenna, "we should probably stop staring before it gets creepy though," peter states, not tearing his eyes away from her.
"too late," michelle states, "you guys are losers. you're in love with your best friend, and you encourage it."
peter and ned look at her confused, "well, then why do you sit with us?" ned asks.
"because i don't have any friends," michelle answers.
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"LETS move to the next question," liz states holding her flash cards in front of her.
mckenna rolls her eyes at her voice. mckenna doesn't even like decathlon, she only got pushed to do it because of her grades, and she only stayed because of peter, and ned of course.
"peter, it's nationals," mr harrington says, "is there no way you could take one weekend off?"
"i can't go to washington because if mr stark needs me, i have to make sure that im here," peter lies.
"you've never even been in the same room as tony stark," flash states.
mckenna presses her hand against the bell before speaking, "all in favor of kicking flash out of decathlon."
she, as well as the whole team raise their hands, all except liz. who just glares at mckenna. "please refrain from being mean to flash mckenna. it's not a good look," she says. mckenna rolls her eyes and drops her hand.
"wait what's happening?" a girl from the team asks.
"peter's not going to washington," another girl replies.
mckenna looks at peter and shakes her head. he avoids her heavy eyes, as he knows he'll break if he sees them. "why not?" abraham asks.
"yeah, why?" mckenna asks, her words cutting peter like a knife, right through his chest.
"really? right before nationals?" liz asks.
"he already quit, marching band and robotics lab," michelle states, "i'm not obsessed with him, i just over hear things."
she looks right at mckenna, who has told her all of this. "flash. you're in for peter," liz tells.
"fuck," mckenna whispers under her breath, as the only empty seat was the one next to her.
"oh, i don't know. i gotta check my calendar first. i got a hot date with black widow coming up," flash says.
abraham rings the bell, "that is false."
mckenna laughs, "hey what did i tell you about using the bell for comedic purposes?" mr harrington asks.
flash walks over to her and sits at the table she's at. "this with be fun, won't it princess?" he asks, flirtatiously.
"shut the fuck up before i stick this bell so far up your ass it comes out your mouth," mckenna states, her face blank.
why must i let you put me in these situations parker? she asks herself, as flash puts his arm around her chair.
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peter.
FLASH extends his arm around the back of mckennas chair and suddenly i get hot. it's like my insides are boiling. i can tell by her face she's mad. i don't know if it's at me, the situation she's in, or both. i shoot her a smile and she just looks away. fuck this is gonna be a lot of work to fix. if i just told her she'd understand. she's gonna kill me if i don't go on this trip.
