"Psh, Spidey has nothing on Superman." Sienna objects as she moves through the hallway, her sneakers squeashing lightly on the dirty floor. She brushes her hair over her shoulder, brown eyes narrowed slightly as a small frown is on her lips.

Len snorts at this, shaking his head as he pulls his hoodie a bit further over his head, his red and green eyes barely visible from under it, some strands of his long green hair falling over his chest from under it. "In your dreams. Guy's got a chicken pox reaction to kryptonite." he objects, shoving his hands into his pockets as he walks next to her.

They move through the corridor of the school together, quarreling loudly as they do so. Yesterday it was the X-men vs the Fantastic four, today it's Spiderman vs Superman. Somehow they can never seem to agree. Ever.

They brush past several people to get to their lockers, which lands the two of them at different sides of the hallway, yet that doesn't stop them from continuing their argument.

"At least they never tried to change his image!" Len calls at Siena without looking up into her direction.

"Che! He barely has an image to change. At least Clark liked to stay up to date!" Tossing a glare at the back of Len's hoodie which depicts a celtic cross.

"No matter how you look at it- you can't ever make tights up to date!" Len objects.

"Spidey wore them too!" Sienna replies.

"And damnit if he didn't make them look good!"

Arguments like that really are nothing new to the two and by now they shouldn't be anything new to the rest of the school either. Most of the school simply leaves the two alone, figuring that it's easiest to just ignore them, but there are always a few people that need to play the 'tough guy' ball and prove their worth by trying to shove nerds into lockers.

Well, the last jock who tried that got his toe crushed under Sienna's heel. Len really doubts that the other jocks are brave enough to try ever again.