Dreamnoblade Oneshots

On 3!

A/N, sorry for being gone for an entire year. Anyways, this story takes place while they are Sophomores in high-school.

7:28 Technoblades POV

BEEP...BEEP...BEEP

I groaned, groggily, as I reached for my alarm clock. Shutting it off, I continued to lay in my bed for an extra minute, dreading the day to come. I'm supposed to be transferring to a new school, and can't help but feel scared for what's to come. It's meant to be a high class, well known school, no fights, all good grades, perfect people perfect interests. I would be excited, if it were something I could handle, everything felt so terrifying. It was all so.. so.. New I've never been one to like change, all new people, all new teachers, all new personalities and classes.

..sigh..

I should start getting ready. Maybe nothing too extra today, I grabbed a plain white button up, and some dark gray, almost black looking pants. I put the shirt on, then put on my pants, reassuring that my shirt would be tucked in.

I flashed myself a smile I my mirror, before applying chapstick, and light makeup, just some eyeshadow. I slipped on some boots, grabbed my bag, and was out the door.

Making my way down the street, I checked my phone for the time.. "Fuck," I muttered, 7:50, I only have about roughly 17 minutes, and that's already considered late, so around 10 minutes. I should invest in a bike, it takes around 13 minutes for me to walk to the school.

~8:06 English Class~

I stumbled into the room, after being lost, and wandering around for a while.
"Uhm.. I'm sorry, but is this Mrs. Whinn's class?" I asked, standing awkwardly, waiting for a response "No." My face flushed, and I tightened my grip on my bag, as I nodded, beginning to turn to leave. "Dream! That is no way to greet our new student, come in," A voice rang out, just as the door shut, I rushed back, and opened it, walking in, holding my head low. "Why don't you introduce yourself?" The woman asked, staring menacingly. "Oh, uh, my names Technoblade," I think she wanted me to elaborate more, but I couldn't bring myself to. "Right.. well, hm, go sit with Soot over there, the one with glasses, and the brown hair, yellow turtle neck"

Taking the description, I made my way over to the brunette, seating myself beside him.

"Sooo, Technoblade, huh," The other started, I sighed, not in the mood to really talk. "Yeah.. why? What do you want," I questioned, he just laughed however, I stared away from him, back to my work. "The names Wilbur, just by the way," he said, I couldn't help but smile at how idiotic he was.

I felt myself begin to drift from reality, zoning out. I stared blankly at whatever seemed to be infront of me, resting my facial features. I smiled softly thinking of how nice the people here appeared to be, however I knew I couldn't be caught with my guard down.

"Hey, hey" .... "Helloooo," I snapped out of the odd trance, getting hit in my arm, I scowled at Wilbur. "What is it now," I asked coldly, he smirked at me, "Why were you eyeing Dreamer over there like that?" He cooed, pointing over to someone in the middle row. I looked in the direction he was pointing, seeing a blonde male, with a green crop top type hood on, with black underneath, I studied his figure, he wore black jeans, with chains, and pins littered around. He seemed to have a small yet muscular build.

"Fuck," I muttered "Well damn, now I am looking," Wilbur laughed at the comment, it was hard to tell whether it was a true laugh, or one of sarcasm. It didn't matter nonetheless, as I continued to blush madly at the hysterics, "Shut up dude, it's not funny," I mumbled in a hushed voice under my breath. Embarrassment grew within me as soon I noticed the teacher had stopped speaking. With Wilbur now leaned over his chair, still laughing like a lunatic, she sternly glared at the two of us. "Causing trouble already? We'll see how much trouble you get into in detention! You and Soot can go to Mr. Billards room after school today!" She fumed, slamming her papers she had been holding down harshly onto her desk.