Wrestling Against Myself

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to make her life miserable and force her to drop out. That would make me nervous too.”
     
    Shannon let out a loud snort. “Ha! You wouldn't be nervous,” his rambunctious voice carried through the dining hall.  “You would take on the entire freshmen class, maybe even the whole school, until they caved under your pressure. You approach life like you do your wrestling matches; you press and press until you wear your opponents out.”
     
    Tony smiled. “Maybe so, but not everyone has that ability.”
     
    “Tiny is part super hero,” Carl said, “You should know that.”
     
    “Superman,” Dave offered.
     
    “Iron man,” Ted countered.
     
    Antonio knew another debate was about to begin if he didn't say anything. “Guys, relax. I'm not a superhero.”
     
    “Right,” Dave said with dripping sarcasm.
     
    “Face it Tiny,” Shannon said. “You're the closest thing we have.”
     
    “Yeah Tiny,” Ted added. “Think about it. In a lot of ways you are like a superhero.”
     
    Antonio shook his head and let out a heavy breath. He knew there was no way to stop this debate now that it started. His eyes continually followed Courtney as she made her way towards the front of the line, but he kept engaged in the conversation. “Okay, in what ways am I like a superhero?”
     
    Dave and Ted both smiled. Shannon sat back, hoping he wouldn't get cast in the role as a sidekick. Carl silently chuckled to himself, he knew this conversation would make Antonio uncomfortable, but sometimes he couldn't resist the opportunity to put his friend on the spot.
     
    “Okay,” Dave said as he took out a piece of paper and a pen. “How is Tiny like a superhero,” he said as he wrote on a blank piece of paper.
     
    “Oh,” Ted said eagerly. “I got the first one.”
     
    Tony didn't want this to continue, but it was in good fun. “Okay, what's number one?”
     
    Courtney disappeared through a door and Tony shifted his gaze to the exit.
     
    “First one is real easy. Every super hero that doesn't fly always has a cool vehicle. Batman has the Batmobile, Iron man has the suit.
     
    “Wonder-woman has the invisible jet,” Tracy added, trying to get one female hero into the mix.
     
    “Right,” Ted said. “And Tiny has the beast.”
     
    The beast was the nickname people gave to his car, even though Antonio wondered why both he and his vehicle both needed nicknames. “I'll give you that one.”
     
    Dave started writing. “Number one, cool car.”
     
    “I know, I know,” Stephanie perked up.
     
    Tony took his eyes off the doorway where Courtney would come out after getting her food and looked at the girl. “You too?”
     
    Stephanie smiled. “All super heroes wear tights.”
     
    The entire group laughed except Carl and Tony.
     
    “I do not wear tights,” Tony countered.
     
    “You do when you wrestle,” Stephanie said with a smirk.
     
    “Those are not tights. It's called a singlet.”
     
    Stephanie giggled. “Tights, singlet, same thing. You can make out your butt cheeks in them.”
     
    “Stephanie!”
     
    “Sorry, couldn't resist.”
     
    Dave went back to writing. “Number two, wears tights.”
     
    “Carl wears the same thing when he wrestles,” Tony offered.
     
    “Number three,” Dave added without missing a beat. “Has a sidekick.”
     
    “Hey,” Carl objected. “How did I get put into this?”
     
    “Serves you right,” Tony said.
     
    “You're missing the most important thing,” Shannon finally spoke up. “Tiny lives for saving people.”
     
    Antonio scrunched his face, athletes were supposed to stick together. “Only in the Biblical sense.”
     
    The conversation resumed around him, but as soon as Courtney exited with her tray, his attention was diverted. If anything, the girl looked more concerned than the first time he had saw her. She walked to the empty front table and sat down by herself. She looked around to see if anyone was near her and then began to pick at her

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