《Private school || dnf》Math class
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"G-George?"
I froze. Shit shit shit shit. "T-Techno?" I mumble, he let out a shaky laugh. "Been a while don't you think?" I nodded finally looking up. So he the one with pink hair. Now I know why I recognised the voice. He always spoke like my dad he's just not as much of an ass. "Your parents finally let you dye it?" I smiled, he'd always wanted to dye his hair, he'd say stuff like 'I don't want to twin with Wilbur anymore' and 'brown is boring!' Guess he finally did it.
"Nope, Phil did. Well he kinda did, I dyed it and he just accepted that I couldn't change it back." He chuckled I joined him, Dream stood in shock as me and techno talked, Karl and Sapnap just watching. "How is he?" I ask, he knows who I'm talking about. He offered a sad smile. "Better. He talks a bit now. You really fucked him up." He let out another shaky laugh.
"I didn't mean too. I miss him you know." I mumbled, "I know, he misses you too. He refuses to play minecraft because it reminds him of you." We smiled. Minecraft, the game that we'd all play to get out of our shitty life's. "Where is he?" I ask nervously.
"T-Techno?" My heart sunk. There he stood, taller than us all but he looked so small. His brown curly hair fitting perfectly under his beanie, his round glasses that I used to steal and tease him with, sat on top of his nose reflecting the sun into his eyes. His voice small and hoarse, like he hasn't used it in years. I couldn't believe it's him, after a whole year I can finally see him again. "Hey Will." I smile.
"George?" He looked at me like I was a ghost, like I wasn't real. We talked for a bit before Wilbur mentioned we were still in school and that class would start soon. Techno sat next to me and Wilbur followed sitting next to him, Dream had decided to finally fuck off and sat next to Sapnap. We all talked me, Wilbur and Techno talking about what it was like at England while they were gone and what it was like here before I came.
"Sorry I'm late class! Some student changed the school bell, and were trying to find out who it was." The teacher was panting like he'd just ran a mile, I smiled at Sapnap and Techno. Sapnap already knew I did it, and Techno just knew out of all people it would probably be me to do it. "Also I'm aware we have a new student! George is it?" Great. "Mhm." He smiled, "Great, well would you like to stand up and tell the class about yourself?" Why? Why can't you just leave me alone? "Nope." I smiled, he just frowned. Oh, "Oh my mistake. No thank you sir. I would not like to get bombarded with questions and shit on my first day, so if you wouldn't mind I would very much like to sit here and watch you get pissed at me not listening to your bullshit." I smiled and everyone started laughing. I heard Techno mumble something like 'that's my Gogy'. My smile just grew wider.
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The teacher flushed red from embarrassment and cleared his throat. "Oh um okay then? I'm Mr.H as most of you might now, but you can just call me H Bomb." He smiled again, that annoying fucking smile. "So today, we're doing math!" Everyone groaned. I'm shit at math but I bet he's going to pick on me for being new. Asshole.
He wrote down a bunch of letters and numbers with a few addition and division signs, to be honest it looks like a math book just threw up everywhere. "So, George?" You fucking son of a bitch, I swear to god I'll shove that chalk so far down your throat. Don't. Say. I- "Would you like to come show the class how it's done?" Oh you asshole. I got up from my chair and took the chalk out of his hand.
I smirked before turning towards the chalk board, I made sure no one could see it because I'm sure he'd take the chalk off me if he could see what I'm writing. I quickly wrote 'Mr H is a raging nonce' and scribbled a little girl and a man next to her, I smirked before stepping back and passing him back the chalk. "I don't like being told to answer questions." I add and walked back to my seat.
I saw a few people trying not to laugh, Techno was smirking, Wilbur was smiling, Karl and Sapnap had their hands on their mouths trying to not laugh but I was shocked when I saw Dream. Yes Dream, the asshole who's sharing a dorm with me chuckling. He was laughing quietly shaking his head. That's weird.
Mr. H was trying to rub off the board as fast as he could, clearly not liking my drawing and statement. He turned around and went back to reaching the class like nothing happened. After about 30 seconds I got bored. "30 sEcOnDs? HoW cAn YoU bE bOrEd AfTeR 30 sEcOnDs?" You may ask. Well I have an answer and it's. Fuck off, I have a short attention span. I pulled out my phone and started scrolling through random apps.
I heard someone calling my name but payed no mind to it, I just sat scrolling through Twitter seeing who they decided to cancel today. "-orge Found!" Mr. H was pissed. "Ooo full name already? On my first day? Who do I owe a blow job to for this absolute privilege?" I smirk, his face grows red in rage. A bit like my dad, why is everyone like him? "Would you care to share what's so interesting on your phone to the class?" He asks gesturing to the rest of the class. I take a look around and scrunch my nose in disgust. "No thanks, although I am kind of upset. No full name? Do you not like me anymore?" I pout, he just glared at me and continues teaching the class.
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Scrolling through Twitter can only satisfy one for so long before they get bored again, and that already happened to me. So I'm drawing. Call me a nerd and what ever you want but if you do I'll just flip you off if your my friend or hit you if your not. Basically when I draw it's either something that's already happened, a person in what ever situation I please or how I see an event or situation. Right now I'm drawing me locked in a basement while my parents are stood besides me laughing. Of course they're drew like a witch and the devil because that is who they are after all.
I had drawn the sketch of the drawing but right now I was drawing me in detail as my parents stayed as a few circles and scribbles. In the drawing I had chains around my hands that were connected to the wall, I'm on my knees with my head hung like I'd just been beat for hours on end. I finally finished the last few details of me and moved onto my parents. They were drawn like those little weirdos that films put on a characters shoulder but they were both evil of course, they looked disgusting but there's nothing I could do about that if I changed the faces it wouldn't be them anymore would it?
I added a few details to the wall and room, adding a table full of junk they used to yell at me for like my report cards, my clothes, my phone, my drawings and pages out of my note book. How they got them I will never know, I always hid my notebook and as far as I know they had never found it. I was drawing a light hanging from the roof when someone grabbed my paper.
"Hey give it back asshole!" I yelled standing up. Oh shit. The teacher stood there looking even more pissed than before looking at the paper. "What is this?" He asks dangling the paper in between his thumb and index finger. "A drawing dipshit now give it back." I tried to grab it back but he just pulled it away and held it up for the class to see. I heard a few mumbles and I saw that Techno had stood up. "Give him back his paper." He spoke through gritted teeth.
The teacher just shook his head, "I'm afraid not but I'm sure the principle will love to see this aswell as you in his office?" He smiled handing back my paper, Techno sat down and I mumbled a string of curses towards him. I put everything back in my bag, which was literally a pencil, a pen and my drawing, and left the class room.
There's one good thing about that classroom though, and that's that it's right next to the school parking lot. Obviously I didn't go to the principal just yet so I headed outside, towards the car park. When I got there I grabbed my dorm key and found Mr. H's assigned parking spot. A black BMW, nice. Such a shame though. I walked passed his car, scratching it with the key as I passed, making sure to leave a big scratch on the side. I put my key back in my pocket and made my way to the principals office.
I already knew where it was since me and Sapnap came here like two days ago so I was just walking through the school. A few students were scattered around the corridor but I just ignored them and kept walking. When I got to the office I knocked on the door and waited a minute until a man opened the door. I smirked, this day is getting better.
"Hello Phil." I smile walking into the office, he just closed the door and walked back to his chair. "George! I see you've finally ticked off your parents for the last time?" He laughs, "Yup, I'm here now. By the way before you get swarmed with questions and complaints. He deserved it." Phil gave me a puzzled look. "What did you do now George?" He sighed.
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