Part~ 2

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~George POV~

the rest of class was a blur... Thoughts where going through my mind. That dream kid? seemed great when I was speaking to him a moment earlier But now? something seems off... Almost as if he has flipped a switch of sorts.

"George...?" It was Sapnap.... I heard him but couldn't bring myself to acknowledge him. "George???" there it was again. his voice. "GEORGE" okay I guess I have to answer him now right?

"Hmm?" Really? that's it? that's all I could come up with?

"What's Wrong with you? you seem off... I mean more than usual. what is with the extra short answer? do you want to talk after class?" he seemed concerned. that's more than I could say for myself... I didn't know what was wrong. I didn't know if there was anything wrong in the first place.

"I uhm..." Dream stood with a loud screech of his chair , walked by Bumping my shoulder. At first I thought he was being Rude but then I realized there was a piece of paper jammed lazily into my hand. I discreetly under the table read it.

~the note~~~~

Hey George! :) Meet by the bleachers? I am so happy to meet new friends. I thought we could maybe hang out more. maybe get lunch today?

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~end of note~

huh. right. its still my first class. "You know... Sapnap.... why don't we do something after class tomorrow. I forgot I have to meet up with my lab partner today." Lies.

"Oh uh yeah okay. Catch you later then?" he looked a little worried....

"yup!" I tried to sound happy. Yet another Lie portrayed to him.

~Time skip (sorry)~

I finally was done with class. tired. sore. mentally drained. all because of my over analytic mind. I left the class room and hurried to the bleachers as soon as the bell rang. I don't know what compelled me to go... I almost ditched and went with Sapnap. But something about him intrigues me. oh right. He's CUTEEEE~

~at the bleachers~

"Hey Dream...!" I was excited as you could tell. still worried but I ignored that for now.

"Hey Georgie" Georgie? Cute nickname. "How was class to-" I stopped him. It was spur of the moment. I only met him today ... I pulled up his mask slightly so I could see his soft lips... prayed he felt the same... and kissed him. I don't know why.... But I did and I was proud. I felt the heat rising quickly turning my cheeks bright red. to my surprise he kissed back.

I was visibly disappointed when he drew back- But I understood.

"uhm... heh... George...? what was that for" I watched as he fixed his mask and started nervously picking his fingernails.

"S-s-sorry...." I thought he was mad.....

"Why are you sorry? I liked it."

~Dreams POV~

Wow.... I was not expecting that pleasant surprise.... I can't get to attached just yet though. maybe I'll just....~

"Hey uhh George? would you want to come over later? maybe game a bit if your into that...?" I hope he takes the bate.. I watch him become even more flustered than I was, He is clearly avoiding making Eye contact... (as much as he can with my mask on)

"Why not~" He got kind of pale.

"Perfect! I'll drive. meet here at the final bell?"

"Sure." he said sure... but his facial expressions show something else. He looked almost scared. does he know what I'm doing? did I scare him off already? Is it to late?

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Hey! sorry these are kinda short. I am horrible with this whole writers block thing. if y'all have any suggestions please comment. I'll read each and every comment.

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