3 𝗗𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗟𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿
(𝖯𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖯𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖾𝗋'𝗌 𝖯𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗍 𝖮𝖿 𝖵𝗂𝖾𝗐)

I stared ahead in the lunchroom, watching Megan as she laughed with Landon about something I couldn't hear while Ned talked about Zombie Slayers.

"Peter are you even listening?" Ned said, tapping my shoulder. I shook my head, removing my eyes from Megan as I looked at Ned.

"Sorry. I was distracted." I said as Ned rolled his eyes.

"Yeah. By Megan. Dude you haven't taken your eyes off of her for three days. What on earth did she say to you?" I smiled, shaking my head. I stopped myself from frowning, questioning when I should tell Ned.

"Anyway, I can come over later tonight and we can build the LEGO Death Star!" Ned said with a wide smile. MJ glanced over at us, frowning in confusion as I smiled at Ned, nodding.

"Whats up Penis Parker! Your little girlfriend not here to save you today?" I rolled my eyes as Flash walked up to our lunch table.

"Please. Not today Flash. I've been having a good day and-"

"Awe you think I care! Well I'm here to ruin it dickwad." Flash grabbed some of my French fries, shoving them in his mouth before grabbing the back of my head and slamming it into my tray of food.

I groaned, slamming my fists angrily on the table. Don't fight back. You can't fight back, Parker.

"Flash stop!" Megan ran up, her booted heels clicking on the floor as even laughed at me. I felt my cheeks burn from embarrassment as my hair became coated with ranch dressing.

"What I'm just having a little fun!" Flash laughed, an angry groan escaping Megan.

"How about you pick on someone that isn't Peter." Flash stopped laughing, turning to face Megan, a grin on his face as he removed his hand from the back of my head.

I grabbed a napkin, wiping my face. "Alright, shortstack. How about after school? Last time you got off easy. This time you won't." Flash said, glaring down at Megan, who showed literally no fear. She looked at me, winking as I blushed again, shaking my head no.

"Alright, Thompson. You have a deal. You win, I'll let you beat up Peter and bully him WHENEVER you want." She said, Loki this chest with a nail. "But if I win..." she paused, thinking for a moment. "You for one, stop harassing Peter. And TWO. Have to strip to your boxers and run a mile out in the field."

Flash stopped for a minute, looking around before snickering. "You're on, DeVoe. You won't even last a second." Megan snorted, smirking as she held out her hand. Flash shook it.

"Oh please. I have a feeling you'll be on the ground in less than that." I stared at Megan as everyone 'oooooed'

"Megan what the hell?" I said, standing up. I still had food all over my face, which Megan picked off, grabbing a napkin and wiping off the dressing on my face which I missed.

"I don't like seeing people get picked on. So once again, bitches will get stitches." She said, holding out her hand. I hesitantly took it, turning to Ned, who shrugged as Megan led me away.

We rounded a corner, walking into the family bathroom of the school. Why again do we have these?

Megan grabbed a paper towel, dumping it under the water before walking over to me, washing out the ranch in my hair. I felt myself blush as I tried to avoid eye contact, looking anywhere I could.

"How long has Flash been doing this, Peter?" She said as she got all the ranch out. I blew some air out, shrugging.

"I guess since I showed up. He's never picked on kids as much as me." Megan frowned, wiping away some ranch residue in my shirt before throwing the paper towel away.

"Well, he won't be doing it for long." She said with a sly smirk.

"Megan, you do realize he can overpower you in three moves, right?" Megan shrugged, fixing her shirt.

"I can overpower him in one."

ꕥꕥꕥ

Everyone waited impatiently off the school grounds, their phones out ready to take a video. Flash stood in the middle of the circle, laughing.

"Guess she was too big of a p-"

"Go ahead Flash!" Everyone in front of Flash separated, revealing Megan, her heels turned to sneakers as her hair was tied up, her arms crossed. "Finish that sentence."

"Well it's about time." Flash said, smirking. "How about we prove that you aren't so powerful as you think you are!" Flash got into a fighting stance as Megan walked into the middle, winking at me.

"I think it's actually the other way around, Eugene." Everyone gasped as Flash frowned angrily, running up to Megan, going to punch her in the face. She dodged, grabbing his wrist and flipping him onto his back without moving.

Flash gasped as everyone else did, cheering for Megan as she smiled. Flash grabbed her leg, knocking her off her feet. I sucked in a breath, fighting the urge to jump in as Flash got on top of her.

Megan, using her flexibility, used a leg to smack Flash in the back of the head, knocking him off her as she jumped up. "Is that really the best you can do, Flash? Why is that your nickname if you aren't fast enough to see my moves?"

Everyone including me laughed at her remark, making Flash angrier.

"You bitch!" Megan gasped, slapping a hand on her chest.

"Language!" She laughed as Flash jumped at her. Megan stepped out of the way, swinging her leg up and kicking him in the gut.

I snorted quietly, watching as Megan continued to hit Flash over and over again each time he tried to attack her. Eventually, he sighed, giving up. Flash turned to me angrily.

"Guess you and I are going our separate ways." He said, turning back to Megan. "You are such a b-" She yawned, punching him hard in the face, knocking flash out cold.

Everyone cheered while Megan whispered something, everyone suddenly going quiet as the started chattering, questioning where their photos and videos of the fight went.

I frowned, looking at Megan as she walked over to me. "You're welcome, Pretty Boy." She patted me on the chest, her breath hitching for a moment as she stopped, seeming to be shocked by something.

I blushed as her hand stayed in my chest, Megan removing her hand as she quickly walked away and into the back of a car.

"Pretty boy..." I whispered, smirking as I walked away from the scene.