Peter made it in record time, his new suit giving him more speed than ever, and as he got to school, he wasn't so much focused on finding Lexi like usual, but looking forward to going back in to the streets and fighting some crime! He walked by a few girls talking, giving them a wink and smile as he walked by, all a bit shocked that Peter was brave enough to do that, especially since he had the most attractive woman in school. He high fived a couple of more popular kids in school, and then completely ran in to a freshman who had more than enough books. They fell to the ground, but Peter kept walking snickering a bit with the voices in his head. He went to his locker, tossing his backpack and other items in. As his social life became "bigger", his academic one lowered greatly. He wouldn't take notes, didn't even bother with homework, and test grades were very poor. They were so bad, in fact that many of his teachers have confronted him with worry. He would not take any of them seriously though, and the Peter everyone once knew was getting more and more distant.

He closed his locker, and looked to his side to see Flash Thompson putting a hand on... Lexi? The regular Peter suddenly burst out, fear of all Peter has done in the last few days to Lexi... But then those thoughts evaporated, the voices taking over. He was a jerk. He made Peter's life a living hell ever since he could remember. He would constantly call him a freak, that he was so weird that even his parents left him for that. And the bullying didn't stop when Uncle Ben died. Now he was trying to take something of Peter's? 

Peter stormed over to Flash and Lexi. "Hey, what's going on here? You making a move on my girl?" Peter asked coldly, glaring at Flash. "What? No, we were just talking... Are you alright, Parker?" Flash asked, suddenly seeing the hatred in Peter's eyes.

"I've never felt better, Flash. Except that I could have sworn you were touching my girlfriend." A crowd was now forming. Everyone was expecting for Peter to be beat back down to his place, but the suit had different plans for this potential fight.

"I'm just making sure she's alright. Says that you've been acting weird. Weirder than how you usually are." Peter looked at Lexi, then back at Flash. "Weird? Come on, you've said worse to me. How about I'm a weak little loser? A freak? That I'll not good enough for Lexi, or my parents?" Peter was inches from Flash's face, Peter was just waiting for him to make one bad move.

Flash swallowed, and shook his head. "What the hell is wrong with you, Parker? Go changing your style, your attitude, pretending to be someone you'll never be--"

Peter grabbed Flash by the throat, lifting him off the ground. The crowd gasped, and screamed a bit when Peter brought him to a locker. "I am so sick and tired of your mouth. Don't you ever know when to just..." Peter's grip tightened on his throat. "Shut up?" Peter's grip slackened, and then with one swing, and a BANG, a very large dent was in the hard metal locker inches from Flash's head. "I am not a weakling! I am not going to let you walk all over me! I am not going to let you take away MY things!" Peter screamed, slamming another fist in to the locker, this time leaving a hole. Everyone was dead quiet. "If I ever see your face again, Thompson, I will really show you just how 'weak and a loser' I am, you you hear me?" Peter asked, and when Flash nodded, Peter casually threw him across the hall, him slamming in to the lockers hard. Man, that felt good!

Peter felt nothing. In fact, he was a bit glad that he finally stood up to that guy. But now he was all wound up. He glanced around at the awe struck crowd, looking over at Lexi, and simply just made his way through the crowd. Normal Peter would have never forgiven himself for that stunt. He would have done anything other than that... But Peter was too far deep in this darkness. He needed to blow off some steam!

He quickly left school campus, before any police or school authorities showed up, and then zipped off in his Black Suit. He zipped through the city with grace and speed until he heard police sirens. They were in a high speed chase... And as everyone knew, Peter hated robbers, and more especially: car robbers.