Therapy... I Think Not (Discontinued)

Chapter 2

Fuck.

"Are you hearing me?" What. "I asked if you were good."

"Yeah... Do you know where I get my schedule?" I said, god, I hope I wasn't staring too much. He simply nodded, offering his hand too.

Grabbing the hand, he led me to the left of where we stood. It was surprisingly calming considering he wasn't dragging me.

Suddenly we halted, looking down at him I saw he has just finished saying anything.

"Sorry could you uh... repeat that-"

"Of course, man!" They replied, "I asked for you're name."

They seemed trustworthy enough. Though the 'man' stung just a bit.

"Its Technoblade, and I got by they/them and it/its..." I look towards the office avoiding the possible look of disgust.

After a few moments of deafening silence he let out a little laugh, "Cool, I'm Quackity and I use he/him." Quackity put a hand on my shoulder, "See you later!" He announced before running off.

What. He didn't mind that I... but everyone else- guess I'll just go get my schedule.

IN FIRST PERIOD

Walking into my first class I immediately saw Wilbur and Quackity a few seats ahead.

Walking up to Wilbur I sat next to him, tapping his shoulder.

He turned to he, eyes wide for a second.

A sigh of relief left him when he saw me, hand on his chest.

"You almost gave me a heart attack, Tech." He cried dramatically. I give him a small smile before I notice Quackity looking at me, who gave me a quick wave when i spotted him.

I gave him a wave in return turning back to Wilbur who had that one look in his eyes.

"Did you meet someone!?" He paused before getting up close to my ear, "Are they cute?"

Pushing him away, red in the face I give him a scowl.

"What the hell-" I scolded, "And I mean kind of..." I muttered under my breath.

SORRY IF ITS SHORT LOL I FORGOT ABOUT THIS- I ALSO ACCIDENTALLY WROTE THIS IN FIRST PERSON HELP THIS FIC IS A MESS.