projects ▪︎ dnf

one

first chapter woo-hoo yay goals slay yasssss

// swearing (as there will be in like every chapter)

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george's pov

Another day I wake up like I normally would, get ready, and have some breakfast. I walk out my apartment door and get outside, getting into my car and taking off for yet another day of senior year. today was one of the days I didn't have work straight after college so I decided on sticking around in the library after school as long as nothing came up.

I walked through the halls and into my first class of the day, I repeated this four times till I was finally in my last class of the day, science. I sat near the middle of the class where I could pay attention to the teacher while also being able to listen to quiet music without him noticing.

"alright getting straight into it, we have a new project to do!" he said, earning a string of complaints and some boos, "yes yes I know we hate projects whatever. this time we are doing our projects with a partner, usually I would let you choose but with how it went last time I'm going to be picking for you guys," he started explaining -getting even more complaints, they quickly died down as he pulled out a fishbowl filled with pieces of paper.

"everyone's name is in here. I am going to pull out two at a time and whatever two names are pulled, you two will be partners and I don't wanna hear any complaints," he explained while walking around the room with the bowl in his hands

I could honestly care less who I was paired with as long as they do their part of the project. A minute or two later everyone else had been called except about four people, "Karl and Sapnap" he let two boys know who seemed pretty happy about their pairing. "last but not least, George and dream!" he let us know putting all the names back in the bowl

I looked around trying to see who and where this dream dude was. I turned to my side and asked a guy next to me, "hey do you know who dream is ??" he turned to me and responded, "yeah tall white dude in the green sweater by the back" he let me know pointed lazily to the back of the room and turning to his partner who was also wearing a beanie but red and a yellow gold sweater.

I looked around the room and spotted a guy standing in the back, he had longish blonde hair and was wearing a white mask and a bright green sweater with a smiley face on it. No one else in the class was wearing a green hoodie so I took a wild guess and started walking towards the boy in the back who was talking to another white dude wearing a bandana and shirt with fire symbol on it.

I tapped his shoulder, "uh, hey, are you dream?" I asked him, and he turned around to see who was talking to him. He eyed me up and down for a second and then raised his eyebrow, "yeah. and you are?" he replied with an annoyed tone, what a shithead, I thought to myself. "uh... George, we got partnered for the project?" I slowly explained, was he serious, we just went over partners was he not listening? "Uhm okay? Do you need something from me?" he replied still having his stupid attitude. "Uh yeah to help with the project?" I replied, getting annoyed and gaining an attitude myself. He turned to his friend and they both laughed.

"What is so funny?" I asked, even more annoyed. "hey bud he isn't going to help you he always has other people do his homework" his friend turned to me and explained while giving a slight chuckle, "oh come on I am not doing this on my own you have to help" I tried to pry him to help but they both ignored it and just went back to conversing in front of me. I am not letting some blonde-haired bimbo mess up my grades and I am not doing his part of it. "hey dickhead fucking help you piece of shit" I let out being fucking done with his shit. "Oh yeah? and what are you gonna do about it" he paused for a second, looking me up and down again, "cutie" he teased, smirking slightly at me. are you fucking kidding? how immature is this fucking guy??

"I'm going to make you eat your own ball sack dude I'm not fucking kidding" I threatened. his expression faltered into a shocked expression for a second before recomposing, his friend was laughing so hard while he was dumbfounded. "god you are so pushy, here..." he pulled out a marker and grabbed my arm. He began to write on my hand, guessing he was writing his number, I let him write. Once he finished I took my hand away quickly and didn't look at my hand but at him, "my number is on ur hand text me after school" he said sounding annoyed. "k, bye!" I smiled as I walked away back to where I was sitting so I could pack my things up since class ended in about 3 minutes, meaning I was home free since science is the last class of the day.

Once I got home after school I remembered the project and decided I wasn't going to let that man get away with doing nothing so I looked down at my hand and pulled out my phone. Looking at my hand there was indeed a phone number, along with a drawing of a penis next to it. real mature. I put the number into my phone and sent a quick text.

'Hey, it's George from science class, here's your part of the project, slides 11-20, I got 1-10. finish it pls. *link attachment*'

I sent the text along with a link to the slides and things he had to finish. I head into my room upon arriving. As soon as I walked in I was greeted with my cat hopping off the bed and getting on her hind legs, I picked her up and walked over to my desk sitting down and placing her on my lap. I pulled out my school computer pushing aside the keyboard of my main computer. I turned on the computer and decided I was going to work on the project.

I spent the next 2 hours working on the project and got 3 slides done. I decided to check my phone. I'd gotten a reply from dream.

'what the fuck 10 slides? c'mon you can't be serious. I'm not doing that much,' he responded.

you've gotta be fucking kidding me. I'm not doing this right now. I just wanna go to sleep. I thought to myself once again.

'k' I responded. I'll just do my part and let the teacher know he refused to do his part. He's a pretty chill guy, there's no way it's fair for him to take that off my grade. I mean If he really needs it done then I guess I can try to do something about it.

After the events of today, I decided that was enough. It was around 7 pm so I got up to shower, and as soon as I got out of the shower I dried my hair off and got dressed. I walked out of my bathroom and into my room, dimly lit by some street lamps outside the window. I went straight to bed and drifted off into sleep with my cat coming up and sleeping beside me.

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that's a wrap for chapter one kinda proud of myself for actually writing instead of keeping ideas in my head. goodnight. (1304 words)