My Last Wish

Chapter 2: Recognition

"here it comes."

◣──•~❉ Final Recognition ❉~•──◢

Both Fundy and Dream slowly sauntered down the hall. The awfully quiet hall. Even during class it was never this quiet. What had changed.? Dream cleared his throat hoping to break the silent tension between the two. "Oh-" Fundy blurted out. Slowly, he ran his hands through his hair. "I forgot you were here, to be honest.-" Dream half laughed. The art lab's double doors loomed over the two of them. They both loved art but despised the teacher. Couldn't stand him. He was strict, old-fashioned. And overall, cruel. Everyone in that class seemed to notice his desire to be in power. If someone even dared to correct him or mention something he did wrong. They definitely learned their lesson. However, despite their best efforts they never had quite enough proof to officially get him fired. Dream inhaled and exhaled deeply. "Well. You ready?" Dream asks looking down at the shorter boy. Fundy simply nodded. They slowly pushed each of the doors open, Fundy on the left; Dream on the right. The doors swung open. "In. Sit. Listen." That was all that was said. The two obliged sitting in their regular seats. The dream was seated next to the person he recognised as Eret, still covered in green paint. However, Courtney (The girl who had paint flicked in her hair) Was stationed directly across the classroom... Next to Fundy. "So they thought because she was bullying you she wouldn't go for Fundy" Dream whispered to Eret. "I tried to protest but just got shut down." After the Art professor had finished explaining luckily Foolish had been paying attention for once and explained everything. Eret enjoyed art they just didn't enjoy how you couldn't really use your own style. I mean they'd always been taught "Don't use a borrowed voice" Or "Don't follow the crowd" So why was this any different.? Eret was snapped out of their trance when 2 small knocks came from the door. "Enter." The teacher called. Low and behold. "Can I hide in here sir... There may or may not be a fan crowd after me" George NotFound. Sir sighed. "Indeed, there is a seat beside Miss, Puffy in the back." A girl with rainbow hair waved. "Surely that brightly coloured hair isn't allowed," George thought. He took a seat next to Puffy, nevertheless, they decided to chat and just overall mess about in the lesson. The bell rang. Finally, the break had come. The one time everyone was allowed on their phones and they were allowed to eat drink and go off campus for 15 minutes depending on their year group. And to no surprise a group of 5 or 6 girls and like 2 boys awaited George. "May I escort you to the bathrooms where you'll be safe?" Dream inquired in a rather posh, and mocking accent. "Indeed, you may." George rose from his seat and took his messenger bag from the back of the chair where it was hanging. They made their way to the door and Dream gripped the handle

"You ready?"

Archer's Note//

I've come back to writing both stories!!
Welcome back to all the people who like my stories