Betty

Finley

hey, so before we get started I just wanted to say that in the second chapter of this book I made a little change. It's right in the beginning in the dream that Dream had. So instead of George taking his clothes from Dream's closet it's George taking Dreams clothes out of Georges closet. Just wanted to clarify this since you may get confused.

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The worst thing that I ever did is what I did to you

The weekend passed by quickly and soon I was on my skateboard again, on my way to school. My pink converse seemed to shine in the sunlight. A plus with skating pretty much everywhere was that your shoes didn't get as dirty. I looked down at the loosely tied laces. There was some blue and purple beads along with the letters 'FUCK'. I laughed at the memory of me, Nick and Niki beading our shoe laces. If we'd all put our shoes next to each other it would say 'FUCK EVERYONE ELSE'. I obviously got the best word.

When I got to the entrance I made a quick trick, a switch front side to be exact, and then I picked up my skateboard and walked inside. People were standing in front of their lockers and chatting with friends, listening to music, reading books or just being alone. I quickly looked around and saw my group stand by our lockers.

People didn't exactly like us. Of course, they didn't hate us either, but we weren't really the group people admire. The football players and cheerleaders on other hand were extremely popular, which I never understood why. We were kind of the people who hung out on our own, so it was understandable people didn't know us.

I walked up to the others.

"Hey, how are you?" Minx looked up at me and asked. I gave her a confused look.

"Minx, are you okay? Did you just ask how I am? You've never done that before." I laughed. She quickly rolled her eyes at me before going back to talking to Fundy.

"Where's Techno?" I wondered, looking around for the bright pink haired, but he was nowhere to be seen.

"Probably stealing some kids' lunch money." Nick muttered. I was prepared to give Techno a glare when I realised that he was in fact not here. I groaned and closed my eyes, I hadn't really gotten a lot of sleep this night.

-TIME SKIP TO LUNCH-

I was walking to sit down at our lunch table when I felt someone tapping my shoulder. I turned around to see a familiar face. It was Finley.

Fin was one of George's friends. They had middle length black hair and skull earrings. George and Fin had been in the same band, George playing the guitar and Finley the drums. They had always been very close friends, even before he met me.

Suddenly a memory came to mind.

"George, can you play for me?" I asked, smiling at my boyfriend.

"Sure! What do you want me to play?" he had smiled big, his passion for his guitar showing.

"What about, hm, Hey there Delilah?" I cheered, knowing that it was one of our favorite songs.

"Good idea! Let me just find the right chords." he said, fumbling on his guitar. After a little while he started playing.

"You sing!" he laughed. I gave him a quick look and then started singing.

"Hey there Delilah, what's it like in New York City? I'm a thousand miles away but girl tonight you look so pretty, yes you do. Time square can't shine as bright as you, I swear it's true." I sang. George smiled and I walked a bit closer to him.