I Envy Your Pride *dnf*

Envy

In this story everyone from the smp live in the same country, are the same age and go to the same school. Some of the things said might not link up to actual facts but it will make a good story. Enjoy :)

This is chapter is writen from dreams pov.

I hated him. I don't know why I just did. He sat there effortlessly making everyone around him laugh. He took a cautious bite of his steaming burger then widened his eyes as it burnt his tongue. Karl rushed up and grabbed him a water as Tommy loudly mocked him. Wilbur whipped out his guitar and Alex began to sing a song about George's clumsyness and threw room filled with joy and laughter. They were all such Losers. All he did was burn his tongue and they found it funny. Once they had finished George stood up and brushed crumbs of lf his stupid skirt. They all walked off joking and cheering. I envyd him.

That's when Jessica came over and sat on my lap. "hey I just finished cheer practice, I missed you" she said as she brushed my hair. Sapnap sat down next to us and said "ugh get room you two" Jess moved to a seat next to me and told us about her costume party she was throwing next month. Her beautiful Rosie lips rambled on about her costume that she wanted to wear. I loved her so much...Yeah... I loved her so much. The bell rang and everyone shuffled to class.

I was wondering the hallway when I saw George standing by his locker, alone, vunbrable. I marched up to him and he stood frozen staring at me towering above him. " H- hi Clay what are yo-" before he could finished I pushed him againts the locker with my fore arm. His eyes widened in fear. I don't why I did or said what I said but I did it. "Stop it" I whispered aggressively.
"STOP WHAT" he screamed in fear.
" whatever youre doing to torment me, to always be in my head making me feel bad about myslef. Just stop it! Or you will pay" I slowly let him down and he grabbed my chest and pushed me away. His touch made my stomach become filled with colourful and elegant butterflies. Why? He stormed past me in tears as I stood there guilt eating me inside out. Why did I suddenly feel guilty I had always bullied why now was I feeling bad? Why now was I craving his touch?