Reassurance <Colournotfound>

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       George awoke with a headache. 

He looked around for a second... but everything looked weird and oddly familiar, he felt he'd been here before.

 The clock was moving and eventually got up and went out of the room, George then realized that he was in a classroom- and a weird one at that. 

The student's looked like monsters, one of them having an EYE instead of a head like something out of a fever dream. 

He didn't know how he got here, he soon came to peace with the fact he might never know. Soon after, a woman standing at the front of the classroom (he assumed it was the teacher) yelled at the top of her lungs.

 "GEORGE!! ASLEEP AGAIN?! YOU SEEM LIKE YOU NEVER GET ANY SLEEP-"

 suddenly a student raised their hand and interrupted the teacher. 

They had white, pink, and blue flag for a head 

(George recognized this as a transgender pride flag) 

"He has to sleep to get here Ms. M!"

This is what truly sent George down a long trail of derealization.

 He wondered if he might be asleep, dead, or maybe in a coma.

 But disrupting his thoughts he was tapped on the shoulder. 

As he turned around to see the most colours he's ever seen!

 Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet!

 He's never seen anything like this before. His heart skipped a beat. 

Then they whispered as to not alert the teacher 

"George pay attention to Ms. M or you'll get in trouble..." 

George seemed to stare deep into their pity-filled eyes and turned back around to the front of the class. 

"If this is a lucid dream or something like that then I'll just go along with it"

 he seemed to smile in his head just at the thought of the colourful person, he'd never seen such beautiful colours like that.

 Not the rainbows. Not much. Just blue and yellow mostly. 

If George was being honest he'd only felt this way towards one other person... one he hadn't even seen in person before...👍︎●︎♋︎⍓︎.. his beloved.

"GEORGE!"

"Yes Miss?!"

"What did I just say?!"

Truth is George had no idea what happened. It was like he could only hear his thoughts. Like he was trapped in his own mind for a couple of seconds. George thought for a split second before Ms. M interrupted him.

"Well??"

"You said my name- George."

The entire class looked at George then back at the teacher. 

Everyone was surprised like no one had ever stood up to the teacher before.

 George felt proud. He held his chin up and crossed his arms.

"Mhm. You said George. In a rather rude tone too, so mind that I say"

The teacher looked taken aback.

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A couple of hours later George was in the office eating the cotton balls while the office called his parents. 

George couldn't remember much of what they looked like, just mostly his mom wearing this big white night gown...

 images floated around in his head. 

He chuckled at the thought of his mother's white nightgown.

 He stood up and messed with his uniform, getting the wrinkles out of the fabric. He took a deep breath and spun around in the uniform skirt. 

Then he sat back down feeling ten times better than before.  (this little frick is relatable as heck what do you think reader?) 

If he was being honest this was sort of calming, 

just being in the office away from everyone else,

 away from harm, away from bullies, away from everything that had to do with school. 

George knew he wasn't Really in high school, 

he knew it was a dream or something along those lines. 

He watched as Farben opened the door. His face flushed.

"Hi George... just wanted to see if you were all right..."

"Heh I am now that you're here."

George felt like crying, puking, and laughing all at the same time. He couldn't believe he had said that out loud.

"UHH- I MEAN- I-"

As if the heavens had heard his desperate prayers, his mother walked out of the principal's office.

"George Henry Davidson."

George hadn't heard his full name out loud unless he was about to get in big trouble.

"I'll go- sorry Ms. Davidson. Bye George!" they smiled and rushed out of the room.

There was a feeling of reassurance that rushed through him.

 He felt like he could face hell and back.

 But the last time anyone said that to him... it was clay.. He suddenly felt like crying. 

Today was the worst.

 Everything was melting in front of him. 

Even if it was a dream...👎︎❒︎♏︎♋︎❍︎. Oh👎︎❒︎♏︎♋︎❍︎.. 👎︎❒︎♏︎♋︎❍︎... 👎︎❒︎♏︎♋︎❍︎... 

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA finally done!! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of Reassurance!!!  Please please tell me how I did :) 

EYYY 881 words :) isn't that sick? I'm such a good author. Yes I am having an ego rn cause I finished the saddest story in history and feel like absolute ✨Garbage✨ as a singer says it: 

"I feel like I'm the worst so I always act like I'm the best"

Okay so basically this story happens 3rd in my headcannon of FF1970 I'll write the 2nd part once I'm over what Wilbur did and follow him on twitch again. I hope you have a good day!!

-Jean bea's smooth brain