So, basically this is a future fic set in 2012. I would have changed their names to Bradley and Colin. But, although I have NO problem writing about Colin and Bradley, I know a lot of people are bothered by it. So, although Merlin isn't exactly a normal modern name, I had to make do. :P
Also, I have been homeschooled my entire life, and I've never gone to public school. So, I'm not sure if I described public school well enough, but oh well.
Thanks so much, CaptainOzone, ShiverMefunzies, and MagicGirl41, for reviewing! You guys are the best! :D
This drabble is for ShiverMefunzies. I don't think it's exactly what you were asking for, but I think you'll like the finished product.
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Drabble Two - Part One: Picking a Fight
Merlin ducked his head as he walked down the long hallway. Blue lockers passed him on both sides, and other students were still mingling about. He made sure he didn't make direct eye contact with anybody. There were too many bullies around to do that. But alas, fate was against him, which seemed to happen a lot lately.
"Hey, you!" Bruce shouted from across the room.
Merlin winced and tried to make himself as small as possible.
Bruce walked over, beckoning to three other boys, obviously bent on making Merlin's life miserable. "You're the one who got an A on the Algebra test today, didn't you?!" He glared accusingly.
Merlin gulped and slowly lifted his eyes to meet Bruce's. "Um… yeah… that was me." He admitted nervously.
This was what he had been dreading.
Bruce and his companions, Hunter, Borace, and Harry were notoriously known for picking on classmates that got better grades then them. Jealousy made them into vicious people when they got mad. And, Merlin was a perfect target. Not only was he quiet and shy, but he also got extremely good grades in whatever classes he took. Being small and not having too many friends just added to the list.
Every day, despite Merlin's efforts to blend it, the group somehow always found him.
And, Merlin dreaded it.
Today was the same.
Before Merlin could even comprehend what was happening, two of the boys had him backed up to a secluded locker. "You know, we don't like it, kid. We don't like someone getting better grades than us."
"I'm, I'm-sorry."
"Yeah, well sorry won't fix our grades. Sorry won't fix anything!"
Bruce was so close to Merlin now that he could feel the older boy's breathe on his face.
"And," He finished, "If our grades can't be changed, at least your face still can."
And, with those final words, the beating session began.
This is going to be a three-parter, and Arthur WILL save Merlin. More details will be included in my next AN. Hopefully, I'll update soon. Please let me know what you think! Also, let me know if you have an idea for me to write about. I'll do anything but Arwen and slash. :D ~ MF