Marvel's The Force Awakens

Aunt May and Uncle Ben directly asked Peter for a week's leave, and the teacher quickly approved it.Next week is the midterm exam. This week's classes are basically reviewing content and doing exercises. Peter didn't miss much content.It was the doctor who proved this that made Peter dumbfounded.

The gunshot wound on the shoulder must not be spread. Peter could only use his hypnosis ability to brainwash him all the way again, and the reason for his sick leave became a severe muscle strain and joint dislocation during exercise.When he finally walked out of the clinic with the doctor's certificate in hand, Peter, whose strength in the Force had bottomed out again, was almost exhausted.

Peter finally understood that telling a lie meant using more lies to cover it up.

Harry came to see Peter after school the next day, gave him his notebook, and gave Peter the homework assigned by the teacher.

"Why, the teacher can't find anyone who stops by my house to hand me notes?"

Harry's home is on the other side of the city.His parents did not live in New York, but rented Harry an apartment north of the city.Peter had been there a few times and was quite envious of how rich Harry's parents were.

And Harry didn't have to worry about cooking. This guy with so much pocket money ate takeout for almost three meals.Burgers, fries, fried rice.Harry ate such greasy food all day long and yet he didn't gain weight. For an overweight person, this kind of physique was simply insane.

"You can find it, but none of those guys seem willing to follow." Harry picked up the notebook and tapped Peter on the head. "I really don't understand. Will you die if you chat with others for a few words? Many people have told me that it is really not easy to be friends with a lonely guy like you."

Harry used Contempt, and the effect was outstanding~

Harry seemed to be addicted to knocking. He rolled up the notebook and hit Harry on the head twice more.

"Next Tuesday, I made an appointment with Jenny. She will bring her friends out with her. Shopping and coffee. Don't refuse." As soon as he finished speaking, Harry tapped Peter on the head again without hesitation.

Peter shrank slightly into his bed, his left hand came out like lightning, and snatched the notebook from Harry's hand.Harry looked at his hands in surprise, and then at Peter who had retreated into his bed.

"Damn it, you kid is still pretending to be sick."

"How can I pretend to be ill... My right hand hurts when I move it, okay..." Peter complained for a few words, but quickly changed the subject. "But, has it been replaced by Jenny now? Laura, it seems that you have been together for less than two months."

"To be precise, it's eighteen days in a month." Harry didn't feel embarrassed at all. "She is indeed a very cute girl, but to be honest, she is still a little too superficial. She also has body odor, which I really can't stand." Harry touched his nose.

"You..." Peter didn't know what to say. Since his experience with girls was close to zero, he was naturally not qualified to speak in this regard.But he always felt that Harry's behavior made him slightly disgusted.

Find a girl you like and likes you, and then live happily like that.This is Peter's ideal love.Even after possessing abilities beyond ordinary people, his thoughts on this aspect have not changed at all.

"By the way, is there any news in the school?" Peter asked casually. "Is Mary back?"

Harry glanced at Peter. "I really thought you had a heart of stone, just asking for news about her now."

Peter was stunned for a moment before he realized that Harry didn't know that he knew Mary was safe.Of course, my legendary experience that night is not something that can be mentioned casually.

"Mary's father has come to school to apply for leave of absence. She will not come back to class until next semester." Harry's expression gradually turned serious. "I don't know exactly what the situation is. I will wait until I have more information."

After they chatted for a few more words, Peter's door was pushed open.Aunt May came in with a plate of blueberry egg tarts and twice as much milk tea and placed them on the table.

"You're welcome, you guys ate a little more. If you want more, there's still some in the oven." Aunt Mei said something with a smile, then turned and walked out of the room.Harry stared at the snacks on the table, enough to feed a family, and was stunned for a moment.

"Don't worry, Aunt May's goal in life is to make everyone she knows fat." Peter picked up a piece of blueberry tart and put it in his mouth, chewing it while speaking inarticulately.

"Obviously, she failed at the first step." Harry looked at Peter and picked up a piece of egg tart himself.

Harry sat and chatted for a few more words before getting up and leaving.His place is a bit far away from Peter's house. If he leaves now, he can still get home before it gets completely dark.The snacks made by Aunt May are indeed delicious, and Peter and Harry do have big appetites at their growing age.

The two of them actually ate most of the snacks on the plate.Harry's stomach felt uncomfortably bloated as he walked down the stairs, and his mouth smelled of blueberry jam.

Uncle Ben shook his head. "You always look like this. It's not good for children to eat so many desserts."

Aunt Mei didn't seem to hear anything. She wrapped the remaining snacks in tin foil and put them in the refrigerator.She was humming the whole time and was in a pretty good mood.

By the fourth day, Peter felt like he was going crazy.

For the first time in his life, Peter discovered that lying in bed was such a painful thing.They are not allowed to go to the ground to play on the computer, nor are they allowed to borrow books from the library. There is nothing to play with on their mobile phones.He, who has been a homebody for thousands of years, finally had a rare desire to go out for a walk.

"I'm going to school," he said firmly to Aunt May.

"No."

"I'm going to the library"

"No."

"I'm going to Mary's house"

This time Aunt Mei thought about it for a long time, but finally shook her head firmly.

"It will be fine when you get better."

Afterwards, Peter heard Aunt May excitedly telling Uncle Ben about it in the kitchen, praising him for being enlightened.

Aunt May, who had veto power in the family, began to abuse her privileges. All Peter's activities were cut off by her, and his activity space was also restricted to his bed.Lying in bed with nothing to do, Peter's only pleasure besides reading was to exercise his abilities.

He might be able to lift his bag with the Force now, but it would be hard to make a pin dance lightly on paper.Since Peter couldn't make much movement while lying in bed, now was a good time to practice the finesse of his abilities.

From the beginning of directly piercing the paper, to the later being able to use the Force-controlled pen to write characters that are still barely recognizable, this progress took Peter more than twenty hours of practice time and the sacrifice of countless pieces of paper. and pencil.Peter now dares to directly use the Force to control his homework.

Seeing his pen floating on his notebook and writing lines of words, Peter couldn't help but think of a scene in the Harry Potter movie, and he chuckled.

However, it turns out that no matter how interesting something is, if you let a 16-year-old boy do it repeatedly for a week, it will quickly become boring.

"Uncle Ben, I won't ask for leave for tomorrow's shift at Old Jimmy's, okay... Please, I'm really almost healed, and I just have to sit in the store, so I won't have much physical strength. Live." Since he couldn't impress Aunt May, Peter could only find another important person in the family.Peter also waved his right arm deliberately, showing that there was no problem at all.

Of course, even if Peter's recovery speed is much faster than ordinary people, the penetrating injury caused by the gun will not heal so quickly, especially when he is still trying his best to conceal his true injury.He still couldn't exert any strength on his entire arm, and the itching sensation while the wound was healing made him unbearable.It's really uncomfortable to feel like there are thousands of ants burrowing under your skin.

And the action he just made was entirely with the assistance of his Force.After the past few days of training, Peter was able to perform such difficult movements that simulated arm movements using only the power of his mind.

Of course, this skill is still a long way from being a success.He had used a little too much force just now, and another wave of pain came from the wound.

Until you become proficient in it, it’s better to do less of this kind of thing.Peter suppressed his hiss of pain back into his stomach, put on a smile and looked at Uncle Ben who had just arrived home from get off work.

Unfortunately, Uncle Ben and Aunt Mei are on the same side in this matter.He took out the newspaper and sat down at the dining table.

"It's no use asking me, Peter. The doctor advises you not to move around for ten days. If you hadn't had your midterm exam next week, I would have asked for two weeks of leave for you. By the way, Mr. Jimmy, I've arranged for you to take your leave next week, and he doesn't have any objections, so don't worry."

Frustrated, Peter lay back on the bed.Thinking that this kind of life would continue for at least two more days, he felt a sense of irritability in his heart.

The three pieces of eraser spun between Peter's fingers. In Peter's fantasy, they turned into three fireballs, and he himself became a mysterious mage.As the spell ended, the fireball between his fingers turned into a rain of fire and fell into the evil army...

He didn't know how long he had been immersed in his daydream. When Peter came back to his senses, he found that he was staring at the red mask hanging on the wall.

A terrible, but very interesting idea suddenly appeared in his mind.