In The Dark

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Mature Language Warning

A bead of sweat rolls down George's forehead. He glances up at the clock in the corner of the classroom. It reads 10:41 am. George groans and wipes away the sweat that had settle in his brow. He hadn't gotten any sleep the previous night. He had likely fallen asleep for ten minutes at most. 

Around 4 am though, he saw a figure slip on a jacket and slowly open the door and leave. He must have fallen asleep sometime after that because he never saw the figure return. George also never saw the person's face, but he knew it was Dream. He looks down at the test bellow him and scribbles in an answer, unsure if it is correct or not. 

What happened last night? George thinks. He hadn't been able to get the image of Dream in the shower out of his mind. He knew it was a perverted thing to think about, but he really couldn't help it.

He drops his head into his hands in defeat. George quickly picks up his head when he feels a poke on his shoulder. Dream looks at him with an innocent smile and slides a piece of paper over to George. 

George furrows his brow and picks up the paper, glancing up at the teacher's desk periodically. He smiles. In the paper is a surprisingly good drawing of George with his face in his head as he had been just a few minutes earlier. His hair is drooping over his hands and his neck is craned. 

George neatly folds up the drawing and places it in his bag. He looks over at Dream and flashes a weak smile and then returns his attention to his test.

Dream hand't gotten much sleep either. Around 3:40 am he texted each of his friends to see if anyone was awake, and Nick responded. He had quietly snuck out of the room and met Nick in a back hallway that no one ever walks through. They talked about lots of things and it made Dream feel better. Nick was his best friend, but they hadn't gotten much time to talk recently.

Multiple students jump as a loud bell rings. Everyone shuffles up to the front of the room and drops their tests in the basket. George leans back in his chair and lolls his head back. He screws his eyes shut, covering his face with his hands. He had only answers half of the questions.

"Excuse me? Miss Nihachu?" George says, walking up to the teacher desk.

A teacher with long brown hair looks up from her book. "Yes George?"

"Uhm so I, I wasn't able to answer all of the questions on the test. Could I maybe come back sometime today to finish it?"

Miss Puffy looks down and frowns. "I don't know if I am allowed to do that honey. You had plenty of time to finish the test, is everything okay?"

She seems so sweet. "Yeah. Yeah I'm fine. I just couldn't really focus I guess. Please I just need 20 minutes."

Miss Puffy lets out a slow sigh. "Okay." George beams. "But just this once, make sure you study for the other tests."

"I will I promise. Thank you," George says, plopping his test on her desk.

"Your welcome," Miss Puffy murmurs in a sing song voice as George walks away.

George completely expects his friends to have gathered somewhere else so he decides that he will go to his room to get his phone. As he makes his way to the door he turns. But he only makes it a few steps before someone jumps at him from behind and wraps their arms around his shoulders. He shrieks and pushes the strong arms away from him as he turns around. Dream is standing there, smiling.

"What the hell Dream?" George says, pushing Dream lightly.

Dreams smile fades into a sly grin as he noticed Georges face grow pink. "You're blushing." He tells George as a smug look grows on his face.