Simp (TubboXRanboo Highschool AU)

Chapter one

FIRST CHAPTER. LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Sorry for all the grammatical errors

Tw's and CW's: Homophobia, The F slur,fluf, language, and Bullying.

First day back to school. The worst day of the year.

I wake up and groan. 'Whyyyyyyyyyyy' I thought

I sigh and go to the bathroom to take a shower and brush my teeth.

I had my outfit pre-picked for about a week. I went shopping with my mom and fell in love with a black and yellow striped sweater and light-blue overalls with a bee on the pocket. I put it on then put my glasses on.

'Perfect. Just one thing missing.' 

I go to the bathroom and put on the smallest bit of eyeliner. I don't remember when I started doing it but when my mom figured out, she bought me some of my own.

'Now it's perfect!'

 I put my glasses on and go downstairs. I see a note on the fridge.

"Made you a breakfast sandwich. Make sure to wait for Tommy, I made him a sandwich too.  He can come over after school. I'll be back at around 9:00. Get to sleep by 8:00. Love you! Have a great first day as a sophomore!" I smile at the note.

I hear a knock at the door and I open it.

"TUBBO! FIRST DAY BACK BIG MAN!" He shouts.

"Good morning Tommy," I roll my eyes." My mom made you a sandwich." I say, walking inside to grab it.

"POGGERS!" He shouts.

We walk to school and compare schedules. 

"Oh come on!" I shout." I only have E.L.A, science, and P.E with you!"

"That's okay, king"

"Yeah, I guess so."

When we get to school, I say bye to Tommy and go off to try and find my locker. I push myself up against the lockers while I'm walking to avoid confrontation or social interactions. It didn't work. Someone shoves me against the lockers and I fall. Hard. I put my arm out to break my fall and land on my wrist. it hurt like hell. I hear people laughing and I start to cry.

'No'  I thought. 'Not on the first day'

I start to pick up all the stuff I dropped and when I'm about to pick up the last thing, another hand grabs it instead.

"Hey." He says, handing me the book.

I look down to keep him from seeing that I was just crying.

"Thank you" I say, taking the book and standing up. I put the stuff in my bag and try to put it on. My wrist was dying. 

I wince.

"Are you okay?" The boy asks.

I nod and he looks at me suspiciously.

"Here." He says, gently grabbing my wrist to look at it.

My heart flutters.

'He's holding my hand. OH MY GOD HE'S HOLDING MY HAND'

"I think you might wanna go to the nurse." He says, breaking my train of thought.

I nod again and wrap my bag around my other arm. I turn left and start walking.

"The nurse's office isn't that way" The boy says.

I stop walking and look around. He's right. It's the other way. My cheeks heat up.