"Get up!" I hate people, I hate the sun, I hate Mondays, I hate school. Just let me sleep. "No, fuck off." I mumbled but he continued to shake me anyway, trying to wake me up. Honestly, I might punch a bitch if he doesn't stop. "Fuck. Off." "Nope. Get up we have school." Why? Why? Why? Why? "Asshole." I mumble opening my eyes, the shitty sun is shining right at me again. I swear if I could kill the sun, I would.

"You have an hour, get dressed." He throws a pair of clothes on me, and then leaves. I think? I heard the door shut so I'm assuming he left. I groan and grab the clothes. Sitting up, I flip off the sun, even if it can't see me I still did it, I get up and slowly walk towards the bathroom. My eyes are barely open but I know if I don't get up now it won't be Dream trying to wake me, it'll be Karl and probably Quackity jumping on the bed and yelling at me. So I'd prefer the calmer way. I open my eyes a bit more and open the bathroom door, but immediately close it and go back to my bed.

"What the fuck?" I yell, "Lock the door you fucking creep!" I hear a wheeze come from the bathroom, turns out it was the bathroom door that was closed not the actual door, and sadly I found that out by walking in on Dream pissing. "Technically your the creep since you walked in when I'm pissing!" He wheezed, I heard the toilet flush and then the tap turn on. "We have a lock on the door! Use it!" I yell stuffing my face into my pillow. The tap turns off and I hear the the door open, this time I know it's the bathroom.

"I thought you left. You've scarred me, I don't know if I can go to school." I fake cry, Dream wheezed and grabbed my shoulders trying to pull me up. "C'mon get up and get dressed so we can leave." I just ignore him and grab the clothes he threw at me earlier, I stuff them into my face, "I can't look at you, I told you I'm scarred. It's all I'll be able to see." He wheezed, " Stop being dramatic George! It's not that bad!" I scoffed, "Not that bad? I saw your dick for fucks sake!" He dropped me and I sat up, "Do we have any bleach?" I ask looking at the floor. "Nope, now get dressed so we can leave!" He grabs my arm and pulls me to the bathroom, he pushed me in and closed the door.

"Get dressed!" He yelled, "I need a shower though! Just leave and I'll walk to class in a bit!" I yell back, "How long does it take for you to shower?" "15 minutes?" I reply, locking the door. "15 minutes? What are you going to do in there?" He yells, I just laugh. "You dirty minded fuck, I'm going shower you dipshit! What do you think I'm going to do?" I start taking off my clothes and throw them into a pile by the door.

"Don't ask questions you don't want to know the answer too, Gogy!" Ew. "Okay, Pissbaby!" I giggle, I hear Dream gasp but after that I turned on the shower and stepped in.

Seeing Dream pissing earlier is definitely not something I wanted to do this morning, and I plan on never doing it again. His dicks kinda bi- okay so I'm going to hell. Anyway, moving on from me being a fucking weirdo I decided to just piss off my teachers. I don't have enough time to do anything else so I'll just have to be super annoying.

"Hurry up George! Do you need me to come and help you?" What the fuck? Ye- "No, you fucking perv!" He wheezed again and I swear to god he's going to have an asthma attack. That fucking wheeze is going to be the thing that kills him.

I washed my hair and body and turned the shower off. Stepping out, the cold instantly hits my body and I just want to crawl back into bed. I can't though otherwise I'll have a very energetic Karl attacking me. I pick up one of the three towels we own and dried off my body, I search through the clothes Dream gave me but I can't find any trousers? "Dream where are my trousers?" I yell, he gave me boxers, a blue sweater, a collar to go under the hoodie and a black thing?

"Trousers?" He asks, oh right, Americans "Pants or jeans? There's none here!" He knocks in the door, "Open the door. Wrap a towel around your waist or put the boxers on or something." He's got to be joking, "What? No." I scoff, "Just open it George." I roll my eyes and wrap the towel around my waist, even if I have boxers on I'm putting the towel on. I unlock the door and he looks at the clothes, "Did you even check?" I nod and hum a little 'mhm' he walks over to the clothes and picks up the black thing.

"Obviously not good enough then." He threw it at me and I caught it. "What is it?" I ask holding it up, it looks like something you put over your head. "A skirt." A what? "A skirt? What the fuck? Where-, why-, wh-, how?" I shout, lost for words. Why the fuck does he have a skirt? And why is he giving it to me? "Karl's wearing one and said you should wear one too." He shrugged, "I'm not wearing this, tell Karl I'm not wearing it." I throw the skirt back to Dream, he caught it and smirked.

"Oh George~" he starts stepping towards me, holding out the skirt. Oh fuck no. I scream and run out the bathroom, in just the towel wrapped around my waist and my boxers, Dream runs after me giggling trying to grab my arm. His hand brushed against my arm a few times and when it did I would scream and turn. Our dorm isn't that big, it's about the size of a small kitchen and living room, it has our beds tucked in the back left and right corners, a little desk pushed up against the wall and a little kitchen towards the door, and then the bathroom is next to my bed.

"Georgie~ C'mon Georgie~" I scream again, why? Because he's right behind me. I realise that there's no way I'm getting out of this one so I turn around and look at Dream innocently. "Please? I'll do anything!" I shout backing up towards my bed, he follows, the skirt still in his hands. I fall backwards landing on my bed and Dream smirks again. I scream and try to push him away but it doesn't work.

I already fucking hate today.

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