Everyday life at Midtown High School

Vinevich, a kind of cute boy.

Although his mother became pregnant out of wedlock, he was born in a single-parent family, and left him forever when he was 14 years old... As a result, he had to obey the government's arrangement and live in a strange foster family until At the end of the age, as judged by the welfare agency of the government, you can take care of yourself.

But he was born optimistic, and he never felt that his life was miserable.

On the contrary, he considers himself incredibly lucky.Just like what he often said to his friend Peter, "If I'm unlucky, my mother's bottle of contraceptive pills will not be in vain."

It's absurd, but it sounds pretty good.

As for the issue of foster families... Peter is almost envious of being able to 'cohabit' with the school goddess Gwen Stacy!

That's right, the foster family that temporarily adopted Pooh is the Stacey family.

This is one reason Pooh has always considered himself lucky.

You should know that family foster care is different from adoption. It is funded by the government or a welfare agency entrusted by the government, and it arranges minors to be brought up in the family. It is a kind of alternative care.

Therefore, this has led to some foster families taking in their children, in fact, it is often in order to covet the monthly support money allocated by the government. According to some gossip, a case was exposed a few years ago that the foster family locked the refrigerator to save money. The vicious incident of feeding children cheap cat food'.

Think about it, if you live in such a family, you can imagine how unlucky it is.

But the Stacy's family obviously wouldn't do this. They were in a good family, financially affluent, and they wouldn't covet their children's money. When necessary, they would take the initiative to give subsidies.

Not to mention anything else, the campus goddess Gwen's father, George Stacey, is a police chief.

This gentleman may appear too rigid and serious in daily life, but he is definitely a person of super integrity.In addition, Gwen, who is the same age, has always been gentle, and her mother, Mrs. Stacy, is also very kind.The two younger brothers are naughty at times, but they are not bad-hearted. The older brother is studying in a university in other places.

All in all, except for the many rules, this family is good people.

Especially Gwen, who is almost the same age, this good girl is really like a real sister, who has given Pooh a lot of help both in life and study.

Pooh was often moved to tears by her, and once secretly confessed to Gwen affectionately: "Gwen, if I'm not gay, I will definitely pursue you desperately!"

In this regard, Gwen directly held up the textbook and slapped it unceremoniously: "Give up, you are not my type!"

"Then what type do you like?" Pooh asked curiously.

"Secret." Gwen replied with a smile.

Unfortunately, after living together for two years, Pooh doesn't know what kind of type Gwen likes.

On the contrary, Gwen knew his favorite type in advance.

"Captain America?" Gwen laughed from ear to ear.

"Why do you even know that!?" Pooh was devastated.

"Uh...Actually, you should ask, who else doesn't know?"

"My God! Is everyone idle and doing nothing?"

Gwen suppressed a smile and spread her hands.

Pooh wailed in pain, and lay on the bed upright, feeling hopeless.

"Seriously, why do you like the captain?"

Gwen poked him with her finger, and asked curiously: "I know, many of you boys regard the captain as an idol and a hero. You grew up watching the cartoons of the captain, and the captain is indeed super handsome, but that is already The dead person does not exist now, why would you face his poster..."

"How could it not exist?"

Pooh sat up abruptly, clenched his fists, and shouted: "Old soldiers never die!"

"Oh my god, Pooh!" Gwen couldn't help laughing, "You're such a treasure!"

Winnie winked mischievously at her, and smiled with a pair of super cute little canine teeth.

Then, the siblings silently skipped the previous topic.

After all, Pooh wasn't going to discuss the nasty question of 'why would you masturbate at a Captain America poster' with a girl.Although he felt that Captain America had always had a sexy and hot image in his heart, there was nothing wrong with it; and Gwen already felt that it was not appropriate in the middle of the question.

She patted her hot cheeks, and asked with a smile again: "Harry really forgive you this time?"

"Yeah, Harry is super nice." Pooh said excitedly: "He also took the initiative to invite me and Peter to visit the Smithsonian Museum tomorrow, where there is a special museum for Captain America."

"Wow, that's great!" Gwen sighed sincerely: "Master Osborne looks very arrogant, but he really has nothing to say to his friends."

"Of course, the happiest thing in my life is that I ran away from home when I was five years old... Fate made me meet Harry, and we will be good friends for life." Pooh said happily.

However, Harry, a lifelong good friend, is sitting in the car and complaining to Peter crazily: "One of the things I regret the most in my life is when he ran away from home at the age of five and was living on the street, he took the initiative to show kindness. Go and take him in! Pooh bastard, why does he never think about it, am I the kind of person who breaks up with him just because he masturbates? Just ignore him for a while, and he wants to Make something like this?"

"Uh...you looked scary at the time."

Peter answered honestly: "That morning, with a sullen face, you grabbed him by the collar, dragged him out of the house, then threw him out again, and then kept ignoring him coldly. He was frightened by you!"

"I admit that I was very angry at the beginning, but after throwing people out, I became less angry. As for...the cold war? It's just that there are some things that I can't understand, so I don't want to talk!" Harry suppressed his anger and defended explain.

"You didn't behave like that, with an expression of cutting boundaries with him and never getting in touch with him." Peter said impartially.

Then, he looked over suspiciously: "However, what is it that you can't figure out?"

"I don't understand either! Can't that bastard Pooh give me a moment to be quiet and think things through?"

Harry said gruffly, "It's all right now, he's made himself a celebrity, first day of school! First day of school! Everyone's laughing at him, oh my god!"

"Haha, Harry, you actually care about him?" Peter couldn't help laughing.

"I don't care about him!" said Harry stiffly.

"Come on, Harry, Pooh and I both know what a great friend you are," said Peter, flattering him sincerely.

"If Pooh could talk half as well as you, I wouldn't be so mad at him every time."

"Please, I only tell the truth. Besides, no one ever thought I was a talker..."

"It's their lack of vision!" Harry said crisply.

"Harry..." Peter was very moved.

"Hi everyone!"

Pooh bent over and tapped on the car window, with red lips and white teeth, and a bright smile.

"Pooh, you're here!" Peter happily opened the door and greeted him warmly.

Harry didn't move at all, he leaned lazily on the other end, and arrogantly stretched out his fingers to hook them.

Pooh didn't mind at all, he couldn't wait to get into the car like a happy puppy.

When everyone arrived, the driver of the Osbornes started the car.

Three best friends squeeze together in the backseat, but with completely different styles from each other.

So different... But anyone who sees them will be curious about how these three people got together.

Harry's usual suit and leather shoes, although as a middle school student, this attire looks a bit too precocious and formal, but he is surprisingly suitable for this attire, with blond hair and blue eyes, a proud and reserved look, and a complete aristocratic style;

As for Peter, he has never put much effort into dressing up, and he has no personal style. He belongs to the kind of very normal boy. He wears an ordinary hoodie and jeans. Apart from his long hands and feet, his tall stature, and his gentle smile, there is nothing unusual about him. The place;

Pooh, on the other hand, is a completely different style.

Because his mother used to be a model, he is also quite particular about fashion. Moreover, he has a fair complexion and exquisite appearance, and can hold almost all the colorful colors, so his daily clothes are always fashionable and colorful Colorful, such as today, white trousers, blue striped T-shirt, added a small yellow silk scarf, and a baseball cap with a crooked belt, the whole person is lively and eccentric.

However, even without the addition of clothing, the cheerfulness around Pooh is unstoppable.

"Thank you, Harry!"

He started talking excitedly from the time he was driving: "I've wanted to go to the Smithsonian Museum to see the captain, but no one has been with me! Do you know? In Captain America's special museum over there, there is The well-preserved battle video, and the detailed explanation of the captain's confidante, Ms. Carter..."

Peter and Harry looked at each other, and they mouthed in unison, 'Here we go again! '

Harry was pretty cool about it, though.

He leaned over calmly, patted Pooh's leg lightly, and stuffed a box into his hand.

"What is this?" Pooh froze for a moment.

"The girl of your dreams." Harry lowered his head and lit a cigarette, saying with a half-smile.

Pooh's big flexible eyes turned hesitantly, and he opened the box curiously.

"Harry... oh my god!" he wailed, lying half dead on top of Peter, covering his flushed face with his hands.

Peter glanced curiously, and couldn't help laughing immediately: "Captain America haha."

"Do you think I'm going to hang this poster on the wall again after what you've done?"

Harry sat up straight, flicked the cigarette ash out of the window, and said as a matter of course: "Since you like it so much, I will give it to you. You can take it home and face him...do whatever you want, masturbate No one cares about the sky!"

Peter nearly died laughing.

"You are such a good friend, Harry! I swear, this will be the dark history of my life."

Pooh wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, and said with a sigh of embarrassment.