Secrets And A Spider

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We soon made it to gym and I got changed before rejoining the pair in the sports hall. I had to hold in a laugh as we had to watch a video of cap explaining why fitness is important. He looked like such a dumbass. I could see Peter and Ned whispering about something, and Ned's face went from bored to obsessed mode in a split second. "Do we have to watch this every lesson?" I asked, leaning over towards Peter. "Not usually, every other just about. Coach loves it, saves him from talking," he replied and I nodded before watching the end of the clip and joining the pair to get on with it.

"Hey, I'll race you Parker." I challenged and he shrugged. "Two laps around the hall?" He said and I nodded. We stepped onto a line and Ned counted us in, "Go!" He shouted and I took off, Peter right beside me. He was fast, but I had trained with the fastest, I knew all the ways of getting ahead. "That all you got new girl?" Peter mocked running ahead and I laughed shaking my head as we finished our first lap. I slowly gained on him, then as we reached the last stretch I sprinted ahead, crossing the line a second before Peter. "That all you got Parker?" I mocked and he shook my hand. "Fair game, Ned give me a hand buddy," he lay on a mat and Ned held his feet down as he did sit ups.

I walked over to the punch bags and started to hit, light at first with my bad hand, getting stronger as I thought about lunch and the accident, forgetting about the pain in my hands already. This part of training was learnt from the super soldier in the family, Steve of course. Focus on your hate, regret, anger, sadness. You will get where you need to be, hitting as hard as you can. Then when you can put that into combat, you will be ok. I jumped back as the punchbag flew off with a loud thud, the room fell silent. Then I heard an long, descending whistle and sat on the bench as I took deep breaths to calm myself.

"Good work!" Came a call from the coach as he fixed the mess and Peter and Ned joined me on the bench. "Next time you have another burst of anger, you are so coming here instead of the fence at the bottom of the field." Ned sighed watching the punchbag be taken away. I examined the bandage Peter put on and found it was still tight enough to last the rest of the day. "Go get changed, I'll meet you outside class and walk you out." Peter said and I nodded walking back towards the changing rooms and getting ready.

Next lesson was a breeze, and soon I heard the bell ring, smiling out of joy for freedom. As he said, Peter was stood, leaning on a locker, waiting for me to finish in class. "Did you like your first day?" He asked, I shrugged. "Let's just say, I'm coming back." I replied and he nudged my arm. "If you want, lunch never happened," he smiled and I shrugged it off. "I'll kill you if you tell anyone, so yeah. Good idea. I mean if you upset me you're fucked, and I'm talking about my family. Overprotective of the 16 year old, youngest of the bunch." I ranted on and he nodded. "How big is this family?" He asked and I thought for a bit. "Big enough," was all I responded and he waved as I walked around the corner. Happy said he would pick me up in town, to avoid questioning. Sure enough he was there.

"Hey kiddo, how was it?" He asked opening the door for me. "Meh. Tiring I guess." I replied and he laughed. I climbed in and flung my bag to the side before realising my dad sat there, looking very unimpressed. "Oh hey," I said to him. "Just meh? Meh! You've been begging to go to school for ages. Didn't you have fun, make friends?" He questioned and I sighed. "Two, also made a enemy of sorts." I responded and he put his arms up in triumph. "What did you do, female mini me?" he wondered.
"He hurt a friend so I had a go at him. Then at lunch he came back telling me to 'watch my back,' dick head doesn't know who I am. Oh and in fitness I pulled a Steve and knocked out a punchbag." He laughed and ruffled my hair. "Who are these friends then? Any boys?" He teased and I rolled my eyes. "Oh My God who is he!?" He shouted and I hit his arm. "They dad, both my friends are boys. Ned and Peter. Oh I also met this girl Michelle, but she is very, unsociable." I told him and he seemed to go silent, annoyed, before speaking again. "Anything else happen?" I leant on the window and looked away as he kept asking me various questions, "lunch? Lessons? Locker?"
"Stop grilling the girl, Tony. It was her first day, it's not like she got arrested" Happy cut in and he shut up putting his sunglasses back over his eyes.