《Private school || dnf》Its for the better
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"George. You really need to start putting on an alarm." Let. Me. Sleep. "No. Fuck off." I tried to swat his hands away but it didn't work so he picked me up. "Put me down you lanky, blond bastard." I yelled, hitting his shoulder with my fists. "Nope, gotta get up for school. You'll thank me later." No i fucking won't. "Do you have the rings and earrings on?" I mean if I have to get up I'm not going to be disappointed..
"Yup. I think I'll take them off tho-" "I'm up!" I cut him off, look not my fault he's hot when he wears them. "You should do a TikTok with those on." He scoffed and put me down. "You wish. Now get dressed!" He pushed me into the bathroom and threw some clothes at me. "And if I did wish would you?" I'm just asking okay? "Maybe." I mean I'll take it.
I closed the door and put the clothes on the counter. You know, I hate school. So much. I just want to crawl back into bed and watch Dream's Tik- okay, maybe not watch that but you get the point.
I turned the shower on and just kind of stared off at the wall while it heated up. Why? Because I can. I need to talk to a lot of people today. Wilbur, Techno and Tommy, to just catch up as I haven't really seen them since I've been hanging out with Karl and the others. Puffy, to apologise and talk about Tubbo. Phil, to talk about Tubbo, and Karl. Why Karl? Because he's my best friend and I think he deserves to know about my crush, he's pretty open with me so it's the least I can say.
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"George! Hurry up, I forgot my phone in there!" Ooooo, should I snoop? No. Yes. No. But I really want to. No. I need to check the time anyway so I can see how long I have, but I won't snoop. His phone was on the counter by my clothes so I picked it up.
7:45 what the fuck? Why'd he wake me up so early? I have a whole fucking hour! He has a notification from Sapnap though.
Snapchat 🔥😍
Just tell him you pussy, he probably likes you back. I mean if he doesn't he's missing out 😏🙄
Well that hurts, finding out your crush likes someone and it's more than likely not you. I put the phone down and stripped, throwing my clothes into the a pile by the door. Like always. I stepped into the shower and sat on the floor, I have an hour so why not.
Your so stupid. You really thought he'd like you? He likes Fundy not you! You stupid bitch!
Fundy..
Him and Dream are close. Really close. Fundy has a thing for Dream as well, it's easy to see. He's touchy with him, gives anyone who interrupts their conversation the dirtiest look ever and always calls him 'dreamy' and shit. I hate him, but then again Dream likes him not me.
"George! Hurry up!" This isn't going to be easy.. "No!" I yelled, "I'm coming in then! I need my phone!" I locked the door. Didn't I? "I locked it dumbass!" I bring my knees up to my chest and hugged them, the warm water hitting my back felt like someone was hugging me. I felt safe. Fuck, I really need to talk to Karl.
The door just opened. Wait wait? The door just opened?! I'm so glad there's a fucking curtain on the shower. He moved around a bit and then picked something up, he walk around a bit more and then stopped. I'm hoping to fucking leave. "George? Are you okay?" What the fuck? "Mhm. Get out I'm in the shower." I put my head on my knees and just sat there. I don't plan on leaving to be honest. "Tell me what's wrong or I'm opening the curtain." What?
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"Creep. And I'm fine, I told you. Now get out." He sighed and left, good. I sighed and washed my hair, I might as well talk to Karl before school starts. I stood up and washed my body, I turned off the shower and opened the curtain. I knew having a crush on Dream wasn't the smartest thing but I can't help it, I'll just have to stop talking to him until it goes away. Yeah.
I got dressed into jeans, not a skirt, and an oversized hoodie simple but comfortable. I opened the bathroom door and walked over to my bed, ignoring Dream who was smiling at me. Shit this is going to be really hard. His smile faded but he still watched me. "George?" I ignored him and went on my phone. Shit! I need to talk to Karl! I grabbed my bag and got up, not even looking at Dream. I felt bad but it's for the better, at least that's what I'm telling myself.
It's 8:15, I thought it was later. I got my phone out and messaged Karl.
Karlos 🥶😍
Me
Are you free?
Or alone?
Karlos 🥶😍
Yeah I'm free why?
Also I'm with Sapnap and Quackity
Me
That's fine, I just need to talk :/
Karlos 🥶😍
Come to my dorm now 😡
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Okay then. I turned around and walked towards Karl's dorm room. He's lucky, he shares a room with Sapnap and doesn't have to hide his crush from him. Once I got to Karl's dorm I didn't bother knocking I just walked right in, I mean they know I'm coming over so if they're fucking or something. Not my problem.
"George! Sit. Now." Damn straight to the point I guess. I sat down on Karl's bed next to Karl and sighed. "I need your help." I mumbled. "With?" Sapnap asked dragging out the h. "Spacing myself from Dream." Karl just looked at me confused. "Why?" I sighed, "Because I like him but he likes Fundy. I also can't like my best friend that's stupid, he'll never like me back." They all scoffed, I looked up confused. The fuck? "Why would you think Dream likes Fundy? Just because the furries obsessed with him doesn't mean he likes him." Sapnap has a point, but I saw the messages. Should I tell them I saw the messages?
"I just know he doesn't like me. I need to stop talking to him though, even just for a bit! Until these shitty feelings are gone." Sapnap frowned but nodded, the same with Karl and Quackity. "I'm not saying you should. But I'll help." Karl said frowning. "Same." Sapnap and Quackity said together. They looked at each other and smirked. "Jinx!" They yelled. Karl just sighed and looked at me. "So how are we going to do this?" He asked. "I- don't know." I sighed.
This is going to be hard.
Really really hard.
But it's for the better.
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