We're learning

And trying not to kill him. (Part 2)

"So why keep Kirishima and Kaminari around?"

"I'm not friends with dunce face, he just follows me around for some reason and Kirishima isn't as bad as everyone else at this school. I have respect for him even though he's a idiot. He's worthy to be my friend unlike you." He's worthy!? Who dose he think he is? GOD!? What's so grate about him anyways? Well he is really good at everything he does but that doesn't change the fact that he's a giant asshole.

"Well excuse~ me 'your highness' I didn't know people had to earn your friendship. You might be good at everything you do but your still mean to people so that automatically causes any worth you think you have to disappear."

"Well if I'm as mean as you claim why should I waste my time with people?"

"Because even people as mean as you deserve to have friends. You might not believe it but friends can change you. Now whether it's in a good way or not depends on the people you surround yourself with. But hopefully it's good because you could use it." He doesn't say anything after that, maybe he thinks I'm right? Or he could just want this conversation to be over... which is probably the case, there's no way he would think I'm right about anything, his pride won't let him.

We walked in silence for a minute before I started thinking about something he said earlier.

"Wait a minute, what's wrong with me?"

"What the fuck are you going on about now!?"

"Earlier, you said that I wasn't worthy to be your friend so I'm asking what's wrong with me?"

"Every. Fucking. Thing."

"How can you say that when you know nothing about me!?"

"I know you're annoying, stupid and weak."

"Ok first of all I'm not stupid, I just get distracted easily, secondly I'm not annoying, I'm just persistent and lastly I'm not weak. Not only did I get into Japans best hero school with just skill alone but I did pretty well in the UA spots festival."

"You got carried to the third round Pinky. Your just lucky I picked you to be on my team otherwise you wouldn't have made it far."

"Technically I carried you... but hey if that's what you wanna believe go right ahead, I'm not stopping you." I can feel a pair of angry eyes staring me down, feeling a little anxious I slowly look to my right. As expected Bakugo was glaring at me with one of his weird distorted facial expressions he always does when he's upset. "You're lucky I have these fucking handcuffs on cause if I didn't you'd be dead!"

"I was just joking dude, jeez Bakugo you gotta learn to loosen up a bit. Which brings me to something I've been thinking about."

"This is either gonna be fucking retarded or it'll annoy the shit out of me."

"Oh shut up! It'll be fun!" He rolls his eyes and sighs, I take that as my opportunity to continue, "Let's make a bet. If I can change the way you think about me by the end of this exercise you have to take back every bad thing you've ever said about me, and you have to get me food every time we have a tutoring session." Slightly taken aback by my request he looks at me, anger and confusion written all over his face.

"Every session!? What, do you think money grows on fucking trees!?"

"Ughhh fine! You sound like my mom...how about every time I ask for food you get me some? Does that sound better to you?"

"Depends, what do I get if you fail?" I shrug my shoulders "I guess I'll give you some satisfaction by telling you how I'm weak and stupid, and I guess I could get you food when you ask too but I doubt I'll have to do any of that."