"Haha, Peter Parker—the biggest nerd at Midtown High!"
The people around him displayed mocking smiles. Most of them weren't very familiar with Peter, but were quite close to the muscular Flash.
So they laughed along, making Peter even more embarrassed—
"The biggest fool at Midtown High who never studies, I was wondering if you could even find your way here."
A slightly mature voice of a woman interrupted this American-style bullying. The speaker was a blonde girl holding a drumstick—
She didn't exactly look dressed for a dance either; obviously, she was there to play the drums.
Seeing the girl, Flash didn't say anything more; he just snorted and walked inside.
Peter looked at the girl, surprised, "Gwen, you're going to be a drummer?"
Gwen tapped Peter's head gently with the drumstick, "I've been practicing for a long time—Peter, you need to toughen up. I'm heading inside, see you in a bit."
