mekachu04 | Whiffs and Mulligans

  
Whiffs and Mulligans | Chapter 2
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EnglishKidd & Killer met in 7th grade shop class. Two outsiders with nothing in common other than having no friends. Both new to the school, Kidd too young, Killer too old. 
 Maybe not friends, but its nice to have one class where not everyone actively tries to disclude you. 
 Chapters will likely be short, a class by class look as the two move though the school year.no golf in this story outside the title. A mulligan is a free shot sometimes given a golfer in friendly play when the last shot was poorly played, and a whiff is when a golfer swings and miss the ball entirely.  Kidd is actually in the 6th grade, Killer in 8th. But they've both been given special permission to take shop.
Relationships:
Eustass "Captain" Kidd & "Massacre Soldier" Killer
Characters:
Eustass "Captain" Kidd, "Massacre Soldier" Killer,
Tags & WarningsArchive Warnings:
No Archive Warnings Apply,
f-slur used by background characters
Kid!Kidd
Teen!Killer
Alternate Universe - Middle School
tages added as themes explored
Homophobic Language
Killer gets his cowboy aesthetics back
Kidd's secretly pretty smart
Chapter 2 
Keillan didn't say a single word to Kidd that first week - Kidd wasn't sure he'd said a word in class at all, as they learned about proper safety in the classroom, learning what to do if and when someone inevitably cut or burned themselves, and slowly learning the tools and their uses.
Kidd couldn't help though, to glance over and watch Keillan take notes - he was left handed like Kidd - always something rare - the blue of his polish chipped and picked at as the classes went by.
None of the other kids ever had a kind thing to say about the strange boy at Kidd's table, though they at least had the decency to not say it around the teacher. It started to piss Kidd off, his desk mate clearly heard them - was clearly hurt by the words - but never said a thing. Never even looked up. Just let them call him awful things.
Kidd had looked up the things they called him. He didn't understand them as insults, but he didn't like the way they got whispered all the same.
Most of the time, the two did their own thing, and Kidd found himself liking the quiet boy as his table partner. He didn't want to gossip, or drone on endlessly about shit that didn't matter. He came to class, kept his head down, and did the assignment.
And Kidd was learning that if he had flunked out - he’d at least come prepared this time, easily holding the highest mark in the class.
No one really seemed to think highly of him for it, however, as the newest chatter Kidd overheard whispered toward his table was of course Keillan had high marks, he was practically a high schooler. His marks shouldn't even be counted in the ranking.
Kidd noticed that after that, sometimes Keillan just stared at his projects, instead of actually working on them. Turning them in half finished. The work he did do was immaculate, but he mumbled something about running out of time when the teacher marked him down.
It didn't make the whispers any better. Now they just morphed into how stupid Keillan must be. A high schooler failing another intro class. No wonder he kept being held back.
Kidd saw the way the boy's jaw clenched so keep from saying anything. The way his hands shook, fists tight under at his side or under the desk - away from the prying eyes of the class.
Kidd was disgusted just having to share a space with such a spineless coward.
 
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