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Chapter 6 - neither in the bed nor twitch chat

[ A/N: LETS GO 4 CHAPTERS IN 1 DAY!! EST TIME, THAT IS... THANK YOU FOR ALL THE VIEWS N SHIT ALREADY, THIS WAS ORIGINALLY MADE FOR SHITS N GIGGLES BUT TYSM!!! /G ]

Tommy and Ranboo began walking to detention, Tommy feeling Ranboo's eyes on him the whole walk.

When they were halfway there, the noisy bell rang. They took this as an opportunity to sneak back to their next classes.

They both made it back to their lockers when they realized that neither of them had their journals with them.

They had left it back in the classroom because they were gone almost the whole period.

"Fuck, man, we should go back for those."

Ranboo looked over at him.

"I'll go, not with you, though."

They looked him up and down, and reassured themselves. "Yea."

Tommy put a hand on his chest.

"Wow, okay, I see how it is. Fine, go get the books yourself, but bring back mine at least. There's not much time."

Ranboo nodded, and quickly ran up the stairs.

It took them a minute to go up to the third floor, grab what they needed, and come back down.

"That was quick, thanks, Boob."

They glared at him.

"Now I'm glad I didn't grab your book, 'Tommy.'"

Wait- Wait a damn minute.

Ranboo smirked as he saw Tommy process what they said, exchange their books in their locker, and ran off.

"You mother fucker," Tommy groaned, and climbed the stairs as quickly as he could. He snatched his journal, and ran back down again, sliding on the hand rail.

At this rate, he had to have at least 30 seconds left to get to his next class.

This time on the stairs, he was on the opposite side of a girl with brown, fluffy hair and a pink outfit, with what looked like flowers on it?

Specifically roses.

She had a small pink tote bag too.

Pshh.

He was at his locker now, and practically danced with the keypad to open it quickly.

He exchanged items, and his class was only a turn down the hall this time.

Looking at the hall, he noticed all the

"Student of the month,"

"Goodbye (Staff member name) who has worked here for like a gazillion years!,"

and "Nominated teacher awards" posters above the lockers.

They all had small golden decorations along the outside, in the pattern of a lion, the school's mascot.

There was a trophy case, displaying all kinds of sports teams medals and golden cups.

The ones that stuck out to him most though were the choir classes awards.

He kept strutting on, though.

He found a classroom next to the restrooms he took Ranboo(b) to earlier, with a nametag on it.

He inspected it carefully, and it was in fact, the right teacher!

He could get used to this.

The teacher greeted him and told him he could just sit in the back of the class for now.

As he examined the people around him like last time, one dude had what looked like very fluffy hair in front of his eyes.

He could only see his mouth, examining his sharp teeth.

Like a shark, or vampire!

Tommy had pet a shark (SAFELY) at an aquarium before.

Its skin felt weird, and Tommy sanitized his hand at least 50 times that day.

He must've zoned out for longer than he thought, because they were staring back.

He thought, it's hard to say.

He can't see his eyes, and it's surprising he can see anyways.

His puffy jacket caught his eye, and he looked at it.

It had two small patches on it, a nuke warning and a bee-- Shit.

No it's just chance, right?

Everyone loves some good ol' nukes and bees, right?

Right?

He saw they had bracelets, too.

A charm bracelet with just black and white beads that said "Boo-"

Great.

Now he has two classes with two peas from the same pod.

Or, two children from the same womb.

Or, two diamonds pulled from Tommy's ass.