Heathers | oneshots and shit

new kid

so ik like everyone were friends in kindergarten, but this is like if ram and Kurt didn't meet in kinder and they met in like middle school, 7th grade?
oh and like 'based off' musical kurt and ram.
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kurts pov

   i wasn't really nervous. first day of practice at a new school, other kids my age would be phased. but i was confident in my football skills. maybe not in academics but football has always been a pretty easy skill for me. the couch called out roll, he told us to say here when he calls out name. then tell him what position we are in.
   "Kurtis Kelly." he yelled, me being number 13 on the list.
   "Here, and quarterback." i said loud enough for him to hear me. then another kid my age approached me. dark curled hair, and brownish green yes.
   "So your the new kid." he said, 3 other boys lined behind him.
   "Yeah." i replied, because i technically was the new kid. "Who are you?" i asked.
   "Whats it to you." one of his minions said
   "Back off, Im Ram. Ram Sweeney." he stated confidently.
   "Yeah." echoed his followers.
   "What position, Ram Sweeney?" i said slightly mocking him.
   "line backer." the minion spoke. "how about you super star, Quarterback hey?" i nodded along.
   "yeah, quarterback." i replied nonchalantly. the coach then finished calling role and told us to line up on the 50 yard line. Ram waved his minions ahead, then continued to stride with me.
   "So Kurtis, where did you come from." he asked, creating small talk on our way to the line.
   "Cali. Dads work." i replied with short answers.
   "Yeah, i guess Ohio is a downgrade from Cali. but its home i guess." I nodded along. Ram lined up among his group. "c'mon superstar." Ram said opening a spot for me next to him. i scurried over to the opening, feeling hot just standing between all the bigger bodies around me.
   "i blow the whistle, you run to goal line and back." the coach stated.
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I ran to the goal line, and sprinted back. Being the 3rd to finish. beating ram and 2 out of 3 of his minions.
   "So you can run." Ram said catching up beside me.
   "I guess." i replied.
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another race to the goal line and back, now being the 2nd one to finish the mini sprint. Ram finishes 4 kids away from me this time.
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time skip brought to you by, the respect ram and kurts' balls have.
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practice really flew by. I walked effortlessly to my dads car seeing him leaning against the drivers door.
"Make any new friends?" he asked, like he actually cares.
"i guess." i replied shrugging my shoulders.
"Dont be like that Kurtis, young man." he said opening my door for me. i hopped in, shoving my helmet and pads in the trunk.
"Kurtis!" a voice called out to me, through the crack of my opened door. i look around for the caller. i see Ram. "Good job, new kid Kurtis." he said to me.
"thanks," i replied smiling a bit. "Wheres your posey?" i said in a more sarcastic tone that didnt seem to bother him.
"gone. im waiting for my mom." he replied looking around the parking lot briefly.
"maybe my dad could drive you." i said loud enough for the old man to here. no reply. "right dad?" i said moments later grabbing attention from his phone.
"what?" he said looking back at me.
"Ram's ride isnt here. so can we drop him off?" i restated.
"oh yeah, does his parents know?" pops said looking indirectly at Ram.
"oh um, im texting her now." he replied slightly nervous.
"okay kid, where do you live." he asked starting his car.
   "Harvard Court, off of Smiths lane." Ram replied easily. i smiled.
   "yeah, you can put your stuff in the trunk." I told him, as he sat in the seat next to me. he nodded and chucked his pads and helmet behind us.
   Thank you, Mr.Kelly." Ram said. My dad just nodded.
   "Anytime." he replied. The ride to Rams house was nice. The twisting roads of Smith lane, that I'm still trying to get used to. We finally arrived on 210 Harvard court. Ram grabbed his stuff from the trunk, thanking my dad once again. My dad said bye to him, driving away after Ram enters his house safely.
   "Making friends already?" he asked me as soon as we drove away. I sighed quietly.
   "I guess." I replied bluntly. He just smiled looking at me through his rear mirror.
   "I told you, you would adjust." I just nodded for his sake.
And quite possibly my own.