《Private school || dnf》Sorry, not intrested..
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I rolled my eyes, can't even listen to music without some dumbass trying to talk to me, "What." I replied coldly, "Karl's back." Great. I get up and walk to the door to see the one and only Karl. Woohoo.
"George!" He practically jumped onto me, hugging me. I just stood there shocked, I've never been a touchy person, mainly because people annoy me, you know? He finally got off though, and he's lucky too.
"I thought you went.. well where ever you went?" Yet again. Not my fault I can remember irrelevant shit but not where Karl is going, although that is irrelevant... oh well. "Yeah, well I got bored so.. I'm back!" He threw his arms up in the air, one thing I'm going to have to get used to is his energy. "Anyway, want to go to a party tonight?" Finally the kid wants to do something fun.
"Duh." I reply, "what time?" He just smiled and grabbed my arm. "Now!" I heard Dream laughing and I just gave him a death stare. He looked away, good choice.
Parties, fun as shit. You can hook up with someone and then throw them away like a old teddy bear in a toy store, get high and drunk. Expose people in truth or dare and lead ass holes on. What is there not to love?
Well, there's 2 things in this party. 1, Dream and his fuck-buddies, and 2, I'm a British new boy in a school of horny assholes, I'm gonna have sweaty boys and slutty girls all over me. Yuck. I pick one or two not the whole school. I'm not a slut, just an asshole.
We've just walked in and I can already smell the alcohol and sweat, but it's a party so I suck it up and walk to the kitchen. Me and Karl grab drinks of who knows what and head into a room where there are like 10 people in a circle.
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"Are you guys summoning the devil or some shit? 'Cause I can always just ring my dad, there's no need for this?" A few people laughed but I was being half serious, what are they doing?
"We're playing truth or dare." Monotone voice? Not getting the joke? Being a buzz kill? Is that you dad? Nope, instead it's some bubblegum looking ass. "And you are? Princess bubblegum is my guess?" I add staring the pink mother fucker in the eyes. He avoided my eyes, well he avoided me in general he looked anywhere but at me. I swear he growled at me but then he shut up, I just sat down and started playing, I'm also assuming Karl is a bit shy as he hasn't left my side since we got here.
"Alright, Gogy. Truth or dare?" No. Please, no. Don't be.. "Tommy?" I groaned, of course it is. We both were ass holes in school, but why? Why him? Why not Jack? Or even tubbo? Why him?
"I missed you Gogy." He smiled, "mhm can't say the same Tomathy." He glared at me, there it is. "Parents finally get fed up of you?" He asked smirking. "You know it!" I replied. "Anyway, dare bitch." I added, he smiled, "Still the same George I know I see. I dare you to.." he trailed off for a bit before looking behind me and smirking. Oh no.
"I dare you ,Gogy to do seven minutes in heaven with Dreamy boy." I swear to god, I'm going to kick this child so hard he flys back to England. But then again, a dare is a dare. "Fine. Where's dream?" How the fuck am I supposed to do the dare without Dream?
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"Here." So he's what Tommy was smirking at, great. I rolled my eyes and got up, we walked to the cupboard and then that fucking ninja shut the door. Who is he? I stood in the corner being the social bitch I am and Dream stood staring at me, why? Cause he's a creep. "Stop staring at me." He started moving towards me and lifted my chin with his index finger. I bet if I could see he'd be smirking, the sly bitch. Is he really going to kiss me? He started getting closer. Welp, there's my answer. To be honest though, I don't need a boyfriend, nor do I want to hook up with him while I'm trying to take him down.
I grabbed his hand and placed it on his lips, "sorry, not interested." I smiled and opened the cupboard door, no way in hell am I kissing him. I don't care if it's been seven minutes or not, I am not staying in there. I went back to truth or dare and got wasted, it was fun but I got bored and left.
"Hey cutie~" great. A drunk bitch, oh well might as well have some fun. "Hey" Shut up, it bland but works. "Wanna go upstairs?" She can barely get a sentence out she's so drunk, but I told you. They don't think as long as they can get in your pants they're happy, fucking sluts. I agreed anyway and we went upstairs.
*time skip bitches 🥰*
Ew. Ew ew ew. Morning time, great. One problem though. She's still here, I got up trying not to throw her off me. Even though it's tempting I don't want her to wake up, I got dressed and left, if I stayed any longer I might throw up. Hang overs, easy. Dealing with knowing you slept with a girl when your gay, ugh don't get me started. It's disgusting but I need to keep up my reputation.
Oh shit, fuck. Oops I mean um oh crap? I don't have anything set up for Monday. It's Friday and school starts in three days and I've done nothing. I know what I'm doing though, it's just gonna take a while to set up.
School bells, annoying and loud. Perfect if you ask me. All I have to do is break into the school, and switch the speaker with my speaker. Code my speaker to the principals computer and leave without getting caught. Which I have a plan for.
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