It seems that Ned is indeed just a bastard as Gwen Stacy said, and he never bothered Peter and Heather except for the conflict in the restaurant on the first day.
And the "Lightning" Flash, whom Peter has always been afraid of, has been busy with the football team's games and training, and has no time to pay attention to the insignificant Peter and the equally insignificant nerdy transfer student.
This made Peter keep telling Heather that this was the most stable week he had had since he was in first grade.
This week also allowed Heather to begin to integrate into the study life of her junior year at Midtown High School.
The class division of students here is not as serious as in Kangzhou, but they are obviously divided into small groups.
Ned and his henchmen are nicknamed the Ghost Gang. Most of these people are members of the basketball club and are the most hated group in the school.
Flash Flash is the leader of the football team. By the way, the Midtown High School football team is invincible in the Queens Combined School Tournament and is far more famous than the Midtown High School basketball team.
In addition, there is Harry Osborn. His rich and powerful father has brought him not only a generous and affluent life, but also a large group of like-minded rich second-generation friends.
These are the groups at the top of the Midtown High School food chain, and below that are the middle and lower-class students who let them take advantage of them. And those ordinary students vent their dissatisfaction and pressure on the nerds and geeks at the lower level.
Nerds like Peter Parker and Heather who have no money and no athletic ability and only know how to read are at the bottom of the high school food chain.
A complete food chain, but there are always exceptions to everything.
Gwen Stacey, who is among the top three in her grade, would normally be the target of bullying in the girls' group. But instead of being bullied, she thrived like a duck in water.
She is beautiful, a ballet dancer, smart, never gets too excited, and is the drummer of a rock band... almost all the praises are focused on her.
Even though Gwen treats others a little coldly and never falls in love, it doesn't stop her from being surprisingly popular.
In addition, Gwen's father, George, is a righteous and capable sergeant of the New York Police Department. The education she received since childhood gave her a strong sense of justice and courage that is rare for girls of her age.
Gwen, who is at the top of the high school food chain, can be said to be the star of Midtown High School. Even campus bullies like Ned are unwilling to mess with her.
Her mother died unexpectedly three years ago. It stands to reason that such a family change would make most children eccentric or introverted, but Gwen has become even more diligent.
Instead of giving up on herself like Heather, almost like a self-exile, she broke away from all her original social relationships and came to New York from Connecticut to be a poor student living in the care of others.
There is no harm without comparison.
People always subconsciously pursue better things that they cannot achieve.
Heather had to admit that Gwen Stacy was the most special girl he had ever met.
"...Hey! Hey! Heather!"
Heather came back to her senses and found Peter waving his hands in front of her:
"Why did you suddenly become stunned?"
The female clerk behind the counter asked impatiently while chewing gum: "Do you still want to buy it?"
"Buy, get him a roast beef sandwich too. More sauce on it, and some bell pepper rings too."
Peter excitedly took out the crumpled bills and put them on the counter.
He is not the kind of person who likes to take advantage of others, especially Heather, who is a good friend who has a particularly bad temper with him, so he cannot take advantage of Heather with peace of mind.
This week, Heather treated herself to a Swiss chili BBQ roll and a Panda Chinese meal. Peter remembered all these. After finally waiting for Uncle Ben to give him pocket money, Peter couldn't wait to take Heather to the nearest restaurant as soon as school was over.
Famous bakery.
The two of them took the sandwiches and walked out of the bakery. It was almost evening.
The bakery's specialty sandwiches are indeed something special. The beef is tender and juicy, the homemade sauce is fragrant with yellow mustard, and there are pickled bell pepper rings and fried onion rings that are slightly crispy. The bread is also spread.
Then fry in a frying pan until fragrant and soft.
Peter ate happily, and the corners of his mouth were covered with sauce. Of course, Heather didn't look as ugly as he did, and she just chewed it slowly and slowly.
"Speaking of which, I've always had an illusion recently..."
Very rarely, Heather took the initiative to talk to Peter.
Peter knew that his new friend was cold-tempered and didn't pay much attention to anything. Because of this, he was even more curious about what the illusion Heather was talking about:
"What illusion?"
"Lately, I always feel like someone is secretly watching me."
Hearing Heather's words, Peter showed a look of realization: "Yes, I feel the same way every time I see Mary Jane."
Heather glanced at Peter and said to her that that was not an illusion. Every time you peek at Mary Jane, Jessica Jones is also peeking at you kid with the same look.
Peter smiled and poked Heather in the ribs with his elbow: "Are you serious? Where is the priest from? This is not right, you are too old."
"If you let Aunt Mei hear this, she will beat you up."
Heather sneered twice, then showed hesitation:
"It's not that the people around me are peeping, but... how should I put it, it's like the gaze cast down from the sky. It's like a psychopath staring at me, even taking a shower and sleeping."
Peter took a breath of cold air when he heard this: "Brother, what kind of master have you provoked? Is there someone using a drone to hover high in the sky to spy on you 24 hours a day? But you don't have the capital."
That's right. Heather has a plain appearance and wears a pair of ugly glasses. Coupled with the slightly curly black hair that is not very fashionable, she exudes the aura of a nerd from the inside out.
"No, you don't understand that feeling. It's like...hiss! Here we go again!"
This time Heather's face froze slightly, and he vaguely felt that not only the sky, but also the surroundings seemed to have many eyes looking at him. He quickly glanced at Peter, who saw this and held up a half-bitten sandwich to block it.
He used a cover in front of him and glanced around secretly, but he didn't notice anyone looking in Heather's direction.
Is this buddy of mine having a brain problem due to studying too hard?
Seeing Peter shaking his head at herself, Heather could only lead him quickly to an uninhabited alley with trash cans.
"Brother, no one is really looking at you. I know that transparent little people like us want to attract attention, but your illusion is too..."
"No, there must be someone. And this time there's more than one, there are others."
"Ah? Do you still organize a group for this kind of thing?"
While the two were arguing in low voices, a clang suddenly came from the end of the alley.
Peter and Heather turned to look over, but don't touch the American characteristics.
Unexpectedly, the person who knocked down the trash can at the end of the alley was not the hooded black gang as imagined, but a strange figure.
It was a man over two meters tall with an unusually tall and powerful figure. His head of black hair was spread behind him like a beast's mane, and his floral shirt was open to reveal extremely strong muscles. You could even see his left shoulder to his left arm.
scaly tattoo.
The strangest thing is that this burly man is decorated with huge horns on each side of his head.
I saw this man secretly holding the trash can and seemed to be saying something to the dark place at the end of the alley, then his face froze, and he slowly turned his head to look at Heather.
Seeing this strong man, Peter and Heather both felt guilty. This guy was obviously not a light guy. His muscles were so strong that he could kill a cow with one punch. How could his small body withstand a beating?
The strong man looked at Heather and Peter from across an alley, cleared his throat, and then laughed:
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! Robbery!"
PS: I’m too lazy to continue applying for Chapter 4. It’s not like I’ve been left alone by the editor for a year or two, so that’s it.