You continue to look for more crime to stop, albeit you were feeling a bit miffed with how your debut as a superhero was going. You had hoped that things would be different as a superhero from how things were in your normal life. Unfortunately, its seems that things were only going to be different in a few ways, and in all the worse ways.
Rather than the cool superhero that got people cheering and fawning over by just appearing, you been confused for being a pervert, a streaker and a girl. What's more, your propensity for being called nerd and being a laughing stock was going to be that same as every time you tried to stand up to a bully. Plus, given how your altercation with the robber went, there's a decent chance the results were going to the same from time to time.
You sigh to yourself as you fly, "Guess the joke was on me for thinking I'd never get another wedgie as a superhero when I have costume like this. Seriously though! why give me a weakness to wedgies of all things and give me a costume that doesn't hide my underwear!" You say to yourself as you pick out the natural wedgie your magic undies were giving you.
You think back to what the robber had said after the atomic wedgie he left you in, about quit being a superhero. You wince as just thinking about it caused you to feel the phantom pains of that awful wedgie... or was because you remember hearing someone else say that exact thing before.
In fact, you had now that you thought about it. It was during your first day as a freshman in high school, when you tried to stand up to a cheerleader who wedging a nerd for crime of trying flirt with her. An act that ended up with you losing your pants and trapped in an atomic wedgie for the whole day after the cheerleader and her friends glued your waistband to your chin. Your reputation from that never recovered and you were only freed when you got home and your loving big sister gave you a ripping wedgie. It didn't stop you from standing up to them and others like them, but the results never really changed, only real difference was their wedgies getting more painful as years went by. It was a good thing you had great book smarts when it came to doing exams, assignments and tests, or else you'd have been expelled by now from the amount of times you missed a lesson because you were left in a hanging wedgie somewhere...
Gritting your teeth, you decide to make a declaration to yourself. "Gah! so what if I look like a ridiculous nerd! That hasn't stopped me trying to help people in high school and never will! I'm not as helpless as I was, I've got powers now! And if bullies and villains are going to understatement me for how I look, it'll be their mistake!"
With your new found determination, you land on roof top and scan the area. From your view, you spot something that catches your attention. You see...
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