Chapter 2

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Tommy, Wilbur, Tubbo, and Technoblade all stood by there sky blue lockers, grabbing there books for there period. Tommy watched as people passed by, checking his watch for the start of school.

"Hmm, excited for anything today, Tommy boy?" Asked Technoblade, peaking his head from under his locker.

"Uhh, no. And don't ever call me Tommy boy again, Techno boy." He stated, immediately regretting what he said.

"Mind to say that again, little Tom?" He questioned, playing with his scrawny figure.

"Nope." He was quick to respond. Tubbo patted his back.

"Nice one, Tommy." He empathized, trying to help Tom.

"I- I'm fine, thank you very much." Tommy said, picking up his backpack, waiting for the time to pass.

"You know Tommy, you're very see-through." Wilbur said with a grin. He tossed his backpack over his back and slammed his locker shut.

"Hey hey hey, shut up." He said, shushing him as he watched Ashley strut to her locker. "Ohhh man." He happily smiled, only for Wilbur to hug him close.

"Good luck big man." Wilbur let him go, excited to see Tommy fail in a way.

"Watcha looking at?" Dream surprised them, seeming to appear out of nowhere with his henchmen Sapnap and George. He's Drista's brother.

"Ugh, Green teletubby." Sighed Technoblade, coming out of his locker.

"Say that again." Warned Dream, grabbing Tommy, forcing him into a chokehold.

"I would, but I don't feel like having a conversation with skinny, masked teletubby." Technoblade smartly avoided, causing Dream to let go of Tommy.

"What the hell man?" Asked Tommy, relieved from Dreams grip. He fled to Tubbo, holding each other close.

"Shut up. Hey Tub tub. How's your sister doing? Oh sorry I forgot. Gone." The trio began to chuckle and laugh profusely.

"Don't talk about Tubbo like that. You think your so tough, Dream. Go talk to Punz or something like that."

"Whatever nerds, sleep with one eye open." Dream gestured his group to move.

"Yeah, hobos." Sapnap edged. They ran to there lockers in a hurry.

"Yeah! You better run! You fakes! You- you fools! Run away! Eat my dust, you're just scared of my masculine-" Wilbur stopped Tommy before he could go on any longer.

"Forget it. There gone buddy." Wilbur pulled his shirt to there next class. "The bells gonna ring."

"Whatever." They walked into there next classes as the halls grew empty.

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