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Teetlez in Highschool

Just some dabbles or headcanons on what I feel like the boys in April's school would be like,🤷🏿‍♀️ so let's start with one the leader Raph. 

Human Raph is heavily inspired “Almguav” their blog is awesome so go check it out, I nearly died when I saw Raph have waves. Being Black myself with brothers I can tell you that brushing “with” the grain is a must. And now all I can think about is Raph going to the barber to have his lines shaped up and his fade on point.

Raph is often judged due to his size, and high school was not a pleasant experience at first. I also offer up for your consideration Raph having dimples. Once entering the hallway, students and teachers alike moved out of the way, his hulking figure taking up space in the already crowded hall.

6ft tall wearing a red during, black tank top, and red basketball shorts, his black Nike's squeaking against the clean floor. His face planted into his phone, trying to understand his class schedule. He could feel people staring, and it was a bit unsettlingly, especially since April said people wouldn't even notice new kids.

It was probably the scars showing on his now caramel-colored skin. His arms and hands had the most markings from years of punching stuff he shouldn't have. The rumor mill already at work on why the new kid look like he punched a truck a won.

And then it happens...some poor scrawny nerd carrying heavy textbooks slams into Raph’s back. The entire hallway goes silent, everyone waiting with bated breath for the inevitable fight...well not a battle with the new kid's size it would be more of a slaughter.  

Realizing what had happened, the nerd doesn’t even bother getting up again. His glasses were off somewhere on the floor. Oh well, they were probably safer on the story anyway. Closing his eyes, he waited for the inevitable punch to the gut or the face; he found himself being slowly lifted into the air by his shirt single handly. 

“well here it comes I’m either gonna be shoved into a locker or tossed into a trash can again.”

Only the hit never came, and he was gently set back on his feet, glasses placed gently back on his face. Taking a chance, he peeked one eye open to see on almost puppy dog look on this giants face.

 "Hey, little buddy, you alright? You should be more careful, try carrying your more with your legs than your back." He said as he stacked the fallen books back into his hands.

With that, Raph turned back around his focus once again on his phone. He quickly trekked down the silent hallway moving passed the stunned students. People's jaws open from the lack of violence.

and the only thing the nerd could say, speaking for almost everyone who had witnessed the scene. "What the Fuck?"

Raph is a godsend to the Football coach and the team. Never in his 30 years of coaching had he seen an enormous player move so swiftly and gracefully. He was pretty sure this Rapheal kid never touched the ground once during tryouts.

Surely he's been playing since he was a kid and had transferred from another high school. The coach nearly fainted when he said that this was his first time playing on a football field and had been homeschooled for the past 16years.

"It's probably from all the dancing I do, especially the ballet, Mikey's better tho.

And the surprises kept coming when Raph entered his math class the teacher felt he had dealt with Raph's type before. He was no doubt the standard jock who slacked off during class but still wanted to play at next week's game.

2 weeks in and Raph was the most attentive student in the class, while not being the best at math anyone could see that he tried his hardest. He asked questions during class, stayed afterward for tutoring and tips, and did his best to stay awake and pay attention.

And the day Raph answered a problem in class and got it right, the teacher could swear he saw stars in his eyes. And when his test grades went up from 65 to an 80, he immediately was out the door dialing on his phone. "Donnie, you won't believe what I got on the test!"

Raph joins the knitting club, and the members nearly fainted when they saw him in the doorway.

"Hamato, why weren't you at the game on Friday? We needed you! "

"But coach, I told you that the knitting club competition was on Friday and that I couldn't make it."

Coach *Surprise Pikachu face*

It quickly became known the Raphael did stand for bullying of any kind as would be quick to call anyone on their shit, especially his teammates

Raphael ‘Hiroki’ Hamato

16yrs old, Junior 

Quarterback, Vice President of the knitting club, member of a local boxing club

Hiroki meaning “abundant joy and strength”

Voted most likely to miss a game, because he wanted to pet a stray cat.

I like to think that Splinter gave them all Japanese middle names that fit them well. 

Did you guys like it? should I even continue? lemme know because next up is Donnie.