High School is Hell

[wearebothangry]

 Bruce stared at the huge building with a sense of dread. He loved the academic side of school, the order of numbers, the exploration of science and of course the mountains of words found in books. But he loathed the people. Teachers would get too nosy about his bruises and the other students thought he was weird and ignored him. He ducked his head and headed inside praying no one decided he was going to be their target today, being his father's target was bad enough. 

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Clint parks his scooter, Phil had said not motorcycle until after graduation and he took the safety classes, but this was okay and better then nothing.

While there where days he missed his mom, he never missed his dad, and he'd gotten lucky after Barney got arrested, with the second home he ended up.

He couldn't call Phil, dad all the time, but the social worker seemed to understand that.

He'd been living with Phil since he was in 6th grade and now it was his jr of Highschool, and Phil had finally been able to fully adopt him.

It was weird, but good weird, the best kind of weird. Yeah there where a lot of rules, and Clint broke them sometimes, but he never got into real trouble any more. Not after Barney got locked up, and he got placed with Phil, the first year with the social worker was the hardest.

But Clint was pretty fucked up when he got handed off to the man.

Now it was the first day of his junior year, Phil was already talking about college applications and SAT's and it sent a line of panic through Clint sometimes, sure he was smart, but not that kind of smart.

He gets to his locker and puts his helmet in and pulls out his books and shoves them into his bag and sees Bruce walking by and smiles at the curly haired boy, who shares his homeroom.

He laughs a little as his foster brother shoulder bumps him a little still getting the hang of his new prosthetic, Bucky is a grade a head of him, but he's pretty cool, he came to live with im a Phil after Clint had been with Phil for two years.

He moves into his home room and sits down behind Bruce, smiling a little and waiting for the schedules to be handed out.