We ran through the school, Sapnap laughing next to me and the janitor shouting at us from behind. "Holy shit dude, I haven't done this in months! I feel so alive!" Sapnap shook his head cutting a corner and running past the lockers, me following suit.

"Oi! You little shits get back here!" Ugh, this ass just won't fuck off. "Don't worry Sap, he's just a grubby janitor. A few more minutes and his heart will give out." I breathe out finally seeing the exit. He chuckled, "That's true, hurry up though! We're almost there!" He ran a bit faster just about over taking me.

"You did not just challenge me." I chuckle, I took a deep breath and pushed off my left leg, running as fast as I could towards the school parking lot. I over took Sapnap, fuck he practically ate my dust. I got to the end of the hall but I didn't stop, I kept running until I got back to the fountain. Finally, collapsing onto a nearby bench.

"Holy shit dude. Your fast as fuck." Sapnap walked up to the bench, practically wheezing from being so out of breath. "Mhm, well I've had to run from cops, teachers and parents before so." I shrugged. Not a big deal, but for Sapnap. Holy shit, I'm like a god to him. Dream must be a real pussy for him to be so.. amazed by what I've done.

I was looking at the floor when a bunch of papers were thrown onto the floor, "C'mon Georgie, think I forgot?" He chuckled pulling out a lighter and setting a peice of paper on fire and chucking it on the rest of the pile. He stood back and smiled as the flames consumed the files, mine hopefully being one of them. I watched in awe as the flames danced around burning the papers until they were nothing but ash and smoke.

"I'm going to head back now, don't get caught when I leave." I sigh getting up and heading towards my dorm. Sapnap replied with a quick, 'yeah okay' and left too. We both left the fire to put its self out. It's not too big so won't cause a house or forest fire so it'll be okay.

— imagine a time skip :o couldn't be me! —

"Fucking Sun." I mumble grabbing my pillow and shoving my face into it, why does Dream have to get up so fucking early? Why does he have to open the curtains? Why can't the sun just fuck off and go back to Australia for the shitty day?

There's no way I'm getting back to sleep with those mother fuckers annoying me. Who? Dream and the sun. "BuT gEoRgE tHe SuN iS aN iNaNiMaTe ObJeCt, HoW cAn It AnNoY yOu?" First of all, fuck off, I know that the sun can't talk to me and shit, but I swear it knows what it's doing when it wakes you up and then pisses off after your awake and leaves you in the rain. Like watch I'll get up and it'll get cloudy and start raining. Dream however, he knows and he likes it. That asshole is currently singing his fucking heart out in the shower, and he knows I'm asleep.. okay was asleep, jeez.

"Can you shut the fuck up?" I yell, wrapping my pillow around my head hoping to drown out his singing. It's not like the song is bad, it's just he sucks at singing it, at least it sounds like he does. "Morning to you too, Princess." He replies, I hate this guy so much. Princess? The fuck? "Uh huh. Fuck you." I reply, I heard his scoff but I blocked everything after that out.

"Hey, hurry up in there!" I yelled. "I'll be 5 minutes chill out Gogy!" I smiled at the nickname. "I thought you stopped calling me that?" I heard him laugh. "Nope. That was only for that one MCC." MCC, a series of minecraft mini games me and my friends would compete in to see who was better. They were always fun and you never knew who you were going to be teamed with.

"Phil's gonna kill us!" I yell, "Oh well, when he finally grows a pair and adopts me I'll hurry up!" I can't help but scoff, Phil has always taken a liking to him. He's already more of a father figure than our actually dads but he's too scared to stand up and adopt him and his brothers. No matter how much I hate my parents I couldn't go with Phil. Not only would they hunt him down and strip him off all his money for 'stealing me'.but he deserves to have a better family than he does now, and Phil could be that family. As long as he's smiling I'm happy. Him and his brothers were all I cared about. They are all I care about. Although Karl is slowly making his way up there, Sapnap is somehow clawing his way in too.

"What ya thinking about?" Dream stood by the bathroom doorway, arms crossed with a towel hung across his shoulder, black jeans, a white t-shirt and a green button up that he left unbuttoned, as a jacket almost. "Nothing." I answer coldly. He just shrugs and grabs the towel off his shoulder throwing into the laundry basket by his bed.

"Nicks coming over so either leave or be yourself, an antisocial ass who blasts music into his own ears." Asshole, "mhm." I take out my headphones plugging them into my phone, clicking onto Spotify and playing Silence.

Yeah, I'd rather be a lover than a fighter

'Cause all my life I've been fighting

Never felt a feeling of comfort, oh

All this time, I've been hiding

And I never had someone to call my own, oh nah

I'm so used to sharing

Love only left me alone

But I'm at one with the silence

You know, it's kind of crazy how I relate to so many songs. 'Love only left me alone' I told him i loved him, he left. Pretty simple. 'Cause all my life I've been fighting' now this is a new one.

"You asshole!" I yelled throwing a nearby vase straight at him. Who? The one and only, my father. I ran into my room, locking the door. I heard his heavy footsteps getting louder each step he took. "Get out here boy!" His voice filled with rage. If I went out there now I'd sure get a beating. Why? Well, because I got in a fight at school, and then the teacher called my parents. They obviously weren't happy and tried telling me I was being signed up for a shitty private school. I didn't listen to their bull shit, and here we are. Me in my room hiding, and my father banging on my door while my mother sits and sips her coffee. The one I've so desperately wanted to pour on her face, or dose with sleeping pills just to get some peace.

I found peace in your violence

Can't tell me there's not point in trying

I'm at one, and I've been quite for too long

I've found peace in your violence

Cant tell me there's no point in trying

I'm at one, and I've been quite for too long

"C'mon George. Even if you just tell Phil?" He begged, I had told him about my parents and ever since he's been trying to get me to tell someone or get help. Another reason while I love him. Loved him. "I can't! I've waited too long to break now! They'll just think I'm weak! Well weaker that they already think." I mumbled the last bit mainly to myself. He sighed, "fine. But if it gets worse I'm telling Someone!" I nod in agreement, knowing for a fact he won't tell, he's too kind. He'll think he's betraying me even if he's helping.

I've been quite for too long

I've been quite for too long

I've found peace in your violence

Cant tell me there's no point in trying

I'm at one, and I've been quite for too long

I'm in need of a savior, but I'm not asking for favours

My whole life, I've felt like a burden

I think too much, and I hate it

I'm so used to being in the wrong, I'm tired of caring

Loving never gave me a home, so I'll sit here in the silence

"I'm sorry ****, I was wrong." I broke down in his arms, I'd never showed emotion to anyone before. He's the first, and hopefully the last, I hate crying in front of people. It makes me feel weak and vulnerable. "No. I was wrong. Why do you always think your wrong?" He rubbed my back trying to calm me, it worked. "I- I guess I just got used to being wrong. I got tired of caring if I was right or not." I sighed, he hugged me tighter and out his chin on top of my head. "I love you George." "I love you too." I whispered, if only he meant it how I did. But we all know how that left me.

I found peace in your violence

Cant tell me there's no point in trying

I'm at one, and I've been quite for too long

I found peace in your violence

Cant tell me there's no point in trying

I'm at one, and I've been quite for too long

I've been quite for too long

I've been quite for too long

I found peace in your violence

Cant tell me there's no point in trying

I'm at one, and I've been quite for too long

"Clay, I'm telling you! This guy if fucking cool! Look!" I heard Sapnap's muffled voice through my headphones, talking about what? I didn't care enough to check. I laid on my side shuffling my playlist as I stared at the wall.