NERD; PETER PARKER

9. The lonely nerd

"Hey Nerd!" Jacob Gleason called shoving Aleena into some lockers. She groaned when her side hit the lockers.

"Morning to you too, dickhead." Aleena grumbled, Misha came up and wrapped an arm around her.

"Everything is back to normal I see." He commented.

"It's been a crazy few months, hasn't it?"

"Yeah, we barely hang out anymore."

"Well Peter has been avoiding me so you can hang out with me all you like."

"Great! You know, I never pictured you with a boyfriend."

"What?"

"Yeah. I figured you were always way too awkward and weird."

"Well thank you for that."

"Your welcome."

Aleena rolled her eyes and linked their arms as they walked to class.

The one thing Aleena didn't enjoy about being a "nerd" and "smartass" is the reason she was being called that was probably because she was about to get into a fight.

This particular fight was with Ben Blumenthal the captain of the basketball team. And everyone was surrounding them like the day Peter had tried to stop flash.

So there she was getting her ass kicked by a boy much taller, heavier, stronger, and faster than her and the only reason she wasn't dead on the concrete is because her father had wanted her to know how to defend herself. That doesn't mean that she wasn't losing however. One blow to her stomach sent her to the ground clutching her abdomen in pain as she coughed blood.

The jerk got on top of her and started swinging on her face. Aleena tried hitting him wherever she could but he pinned her arms with his knees so he was free to keep hitting her. She choked on the blood in her mouth and the blood flowing from her nose. She knew her knuckles were bloody from where she was hitting him earlier. Aleena felt her cheek cutting on the asshats ring. Aleena was faintly aware of the assholes holding Misha back as he yelled her name.

"HEY! HEY! GET OFF HER MAN!" The unmistakable voice of Peter Parker yelled.

"LEENA!" There was Misha.

The two boys pulled the jock off of the smaller girl who was trying to regulate her breathing on the bloody concrete.

"NOTHING TO SEE HERE." Misha yelled to the crowd surrounding them. He extended a hand to Aleena and helped her off the ground.

"Holy shit. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Aleena grumbled wiping blood and saliva off her chin. "I had it handled."

"Yeah cause getting murdered on the sidewalk is having it handled." Misha scoffed.

"I said I'm fine. See you later Mish."

She glanced over at Peter who looked worried as blood dripped down her face. She walked past him bumping shoulders with her boyfriend who was ignoring her at the moment.

"Leena." Peter called with an exasperated sigh. He ran after her and grabbed her hand forcing her to turn and face him.

"What?"