Only internet...?

the beginning

'' Write pog in the chat to play Bedwars with me ( im shit lol) '' I read in the well-known Minecraft chat. I answered this message because I was bored anyway. And that's where it all started, the friendship with my bestfriend Punz. We had known each other for about 2 years now and we were really best friends and could trust each other everything. But unfortunately we only knew each other through the internet. '' Y / n you have to go to school, your bus is coming soon! '' I heard my mother calling. '' Coming '' I shouted and grabbed my school backpack to finally run down to the bus. While I was still walking I told my mom see you later and then I went out to the bus, where I was greeted by the cold wind outside. I went to the weston high school in Boston for a year and a half and would go to college next year. While I was on the bus, I texted with Punz. We really texted every day. A little later I was standing in front of my high school with the huge campus where some were already walking towards the building, some just sat on the bench and others did something else behind the building. The big fountain in the middle of the campus ... it was actually really nice, just stressful. Unfortunately, I hardly had time to continue observing the campus because I was almost late for history. I quickly ran to my locker to put my backpack in there and took out my history stuff. History was one of the most boring, but also one of the simplest subjects. I sat in the back corner next to a blonde-haired dude who was called Lukas as far as I know and behind another black-haired dude who was the bully of the whole year. Because he had very broad shoulders and was also very tall, everyone was afraid of him. And unfortunately for me, I couldn't see what our teacher was writing on the blackboard because '' bully bull '', as everyone called him, was sitting in front of me. I was pretty in my head because I couldn't really do anything anyway, because I couldn't look at the blackboard anyway. Suddenly there was a piece of paper on my table, but it wasn't mine, so I didn't think anything about it and unfolded it. '' ay can you back me up and write the stuff down for me? I want to sleep - the dude to your left '' was on the note. I looked to the left and saw how the well-known dude had his head on the table and was apparently already asleep. I couldn't take notes for him just because he wanted to sleep, who am I? I wrote him a piece of paper that said: 'I can't even look at the board because bully bull is sitting in front of me. You can do your own shit '' and passed this over to him. '' Ms. Miller, Mr. Parker, what are you doing back there? Eyes on the board! Take notes, that's stuff you'll use in college too! '' Suddenly called our history teacher, Mr Wilson, and I twitched and everyone else looked at me. Lukas was really sleeping. Mr Wilson came in our direction, but stopped in front of Lukas' table and hit the table to wake him up. This woke him up straight away and Mr Wilson looked at us both angrily. '' no sleep in class! If that happens again, you both have to go to detention! '' He shouted and ran back to his desk. That couldn't have happened just now ... I couldn't help it if some of the dickheads in my class wanted to go to sleep all of a sudden. Suddenly I feel someone touch my shoulder. I turned to the left and who would have thought it was Lukas who showed me the middle finger and formed a ''fuck you'' with his mouth. I thought nothing of it and focused on my things again, even when it was difficult to follow the lesson. 

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