Yeah so tw there's more bullying in here. And to think I thought this was gonna be a fluff story hehe.
I'm looking at the outline I made and I just realized I'm going faster than I should be. But that's okay, right? Yes. no. it's not. I need to stop lying to myself.
Also, can we make Technoblade Tuesday a thing? It sounds cool.
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It was Tuesday. Taco Tuesday. George doesn't really like tacos. Well, at least chicken tacos. He's more of a Carne Asada taco kind of guy. Why do they call it Taco Tuesdays? Tuesdays are stupid. Like Mondays are stupid but Tuesdays are stupider. Wednesdays are stupid too but they are closer to Thursday and Thursdays are alright. But Tuesdays are after Mondays which means on Tuesday you're not even that close to Friday.
Those were the thoughts that George had to go through on that Tuesday morning. It was all about Tuesdays and maybe the occasional taco.
"Stupid Tuesdays" George mumbled under his breath.
George walked up the steps of the school and looked down at his schedule. Since he couldn't finish his school day yesterday, he promised himself he would stay all day today. No matter what happened. Hopefully.
The first bell rang which means he had two minutes to get to class. Fortunately, he remembered his way to first period so he got there just before Mr. Tdm closed the door.
"Good morning George!" Mr. Tdm exclaimed way too happy for 8 O'clock in the morning.
"Good morning." George smiled making his way over to his desk. This class was definitely his favorite.
You've only been to one dumbass
Oh. Well, maybe he should go to his other classes before saying this one's his favorite. George took his attention towards the board and started listening to the teacher.
"You all did very well on those plug-ins yesterday and I'm quite impressed with a lot of you." He looked at George, "Now today we're going to be analyzing some lines of code."
*Time skip brought to you by, fucking bananas*
First period was finally over and George had the task of finding his second period since he couldn't find it the other day. The classroom number was 204 so he assumed it was on the second floor since it had a 2 in it and ya know, logic.
George climbed up the steps of the M building until he reached the second floor. He started circling the building trying to find his room number until eventually, he found it. The door was unlocked so he walked in and went up to the teacher who was at his desk, talking to someone on the phone. Deciding not to interrupt him he looked around the classroom, rows of desks were sat on each side of the room and posters covered the walls. It wasn't a bad looking classroom if you take away the cringy quotes that were put up on the walls.
Someone cleared their throat behind him and he turned to see the teacher looking at him.
"Oh sorry, I'm George Notfound and I'm the new student."
"Oh ok. Well welcome to AP Statistics, I'm Mr. Squid and you may take a seat over there."
George looked over to where his seat was and thought it wasn't that bad of a seat. It wasn't the perfect seat but it was very close to it. George thanked the teacher and walked to his desk setting down his things in the chair next to him.
"Okay class, Today we're going to be learning about youtube statistics. Now, most YouTubers' viewers are actually not subscribed to that content creator, there is actually only a small percentage of viewers that are actually subscribed. Does anyone know why that is?"
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FanfictionGeorge is homeschooled because he has Haphephobia. When his parents can't afford to school him anymore, he is forced to go to public school where he meets Dream. Things are a little rocky at first but maybe it'll get better? High School AU