Peter maximoff/quicksilver x male reader [1]

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You were born different from others, you always seemed different, as a child your toys would go off at random times, lights seemed to flicker whenever you were upset.
You were a mutant.
A "freak" your parents called you.
A disgrace to nature, your priest called you.
You had a strange ability to manipulate technology and electricity. It never seemed strange to you, almost second nature actually. But they didn't see it that way, no one ever saw you the way you saw yourself.

Your pov (first day of senior year):

You walk up the stairs of your house, leaving your basement room. You step into the main room, grabbing your bag from the floor and leaving, your father passed out on the couch after coming home in a drunken stupor the night before, the TV blasting reruns of home improvement at 60 volume, you quickly turn the TV off with tour mutation, walking out the door.

You grab your bike from the front yard, taking off to school, you stop at a local Cafe, ordering a bagel for breakfast, as you turn to leave you see a boy with silver hair, you make eye contact and just as soon as he was there, once you blink he seems to disappear. Brushing off your confusion you leave the shop and remount your bike, quickly arriving at school a few minutes before the bell. You walk to the office, collecting your schedule. Your first period class is gym. Great. You're a fairly active person but you've never really liked gym class. But despite that you walk to the gymnasium, as you walk you feel almost a breeze go past you. "What the fuck..." You mutter to yourself, but you eventually brush it off as nothing

Arriving at the gym you walk in the doors, dumping your bag with the others in the bleachers, next to some kids slightly tattered grey bag. You then start walking laps, looking around the gym you see that silver haired boy again, he's standing by the bleachers, listening to music. You brush it off though, you don't have time to talk to him.

Once class ends it seems your other periods go by like nothing, all of them being filled with meaningless icebreakers and material lists. Once the final bell rings you let put a sigh and make your way to the front entrance, feeling that same breeze again, you look around confused.

"What's going on at this school?" You ask yourself, slightly frustrated you accidentally flicker the lights "shit." You make a note to yourself to control your abilities better. As you walk to the front entrance you start thinking about that silver haired boy. You walk out the front entrance, as you go to unlock your bike you jam your hand in the bike chain "SHIT." you yell slightly, the lights outside the school flicker violently for a few seconds "god fucking dammit." You mutter curses to yourself, and then you feel a tap on your shoulder.

You turn around quickly and it's him. It's that boy. That silver haired, disappearing, boy. "What?" You snap, your voice filled with malice. You don't know why you said it like that. "Sorry uh... What?" You correct yourself after seeing the slightly hurt look on his face. "Uh well my music stopped for.. some reason and I heard you yelling so... I'm here now" he responds with an awkward smile.
"Oh uhh thanks for the concern, I just got my finger jammed in my bike chain it's fine," you hold up your hand to see yourself bleeding "okay so maybe not as fine as I thought but it's fine!"
"Uh that doesn't look fine to me." The boy responds "no it's fine, really I'll get over it," I grip my bike handle and wince "yeah I'll be okay." I reiterate
"You sure, __?" He asks, he clearly doesn't believe that you'll be alright.
"Dude how do you know my name, creepy. And also I'm fine, it's just a little injury I'll be fine!" You yell "sorry dude, jesus. No need to yell" he smiles awkwardly again. That fucking smile. "Well. I guess a bandaid or something could be helpful, and I don't have plans.. or anything." He smiles at this "come with me" it's posed as more of a question than a statement but you do, you leave your bike there and you follow him. You follow the silver haired boy.

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Alright guys hope u liked part 1 :p

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