I used to hate you.

I'm his target.

They finally was outside, at the bleachers.

"What on earth were you doing? You know I hate them, and I know you hate them, why, Why on any part of this planet was you talking to Dream and Sapnap?" George questioned, crossing his arms.

"I don't know dude, they just came over, I mean if you didn't pull us up by the arm we could of got to know a little bit more about them. But now there is no chance." Punz explained.

They went to go back inside because it was very bitter outside. They was around half way to the doors, and they saw the door swing open and make it hit the wall. That's how hard someone pushed the door open.

George froze. Punz froze. Karl froze. There, there they came, the two boys. Dream and Sapnap. Walking towards the three other boys. George was agitated, he looked at Karl and Punz who was already staring at George.

Before they even knew it Dream and Sapnap already approached them. Dream looked at George and gave a iniquitous smirk. George was about to shit himself at this point.

George was about to run straight past them but then Sapnap put his arm out to stop him. He looked at George. A tall shadow appeared on the floor hovering over George.

He gulped and looked up to see a dirty-blonde, forest green eyed, 6,3 tall man with freckles peppering his face, looking down at George. George ducked down ever so slightly.

If you couldn't tell already Dream and Sapnap liked Karl and Punz, they never had a problem with them. But George, ooohhh~ they had a big problem with George. We don't know why the only reason we know is because George was more confident than Dream and Sapnap.

However George was NOT confident around Dream. He wasn't scared of Sapnap. Not really at least. Why? Because Sapnap was only 1 inch taller than George and he was only Dream's little sidekick. What's he going to do without Dream?

However Dream and Sapnap never physically bully George, only mentally meaning they only say harsh things and do things to him that doesn't include touching him.

"Where do you think you're going? Little one?" The hovering man, Dream Asked. Looking down staring George in the eyes, in his soul.

Dream doing that, scared the life out of George. Finally the bell rang.

Phew, that was close. George thought before scurrying to his class with Karl and Punz chasing after him to catch up with him. Sapnap and Dream smirking behind them.

George turned to look at Dream once before noticing their smirks. He was even more scared about what they were planning on.

Finally George got to his class he had chemistry. He sat at the back in the corner whilst Karl was sitting next to him. Punz wasn't in their class sadly but George wasn't bothered at the moment.

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Time skips by and it was almost the end of the lesson. George kept trying to keep his eyes open but almost failing each time before Karl kept pinching him to stay awake.

Every time Karl did that George would squeal trying not to make a sound. So he decided to go on his phone, trying to not let the teacher see. They weren't allowed on their phone at school but George didn't care nor did Karl.

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Time skips and George was scrolling through Twitter, liking fan art of his. Yes. George, Karl and Punz were Minecraft streamers that play Minecraft for around 3 hours and doing other things.

George finally finished scrolling through Twitter, his phone vibrated because it was on silent mode so he didn't get caught on it.

The vibration was a message from... an unknown number?

The message said, "meet around the corner of the bleachers where no one can see us ;) I'm alone."

George didn't like the sound of that. Who could it be? It couldn't be Dream because he didn't have his number, no one could of gave it to him apart from.. his ex best friend... Sapnap...

George's eyes widened, he gasped, slapping his hand on his mouth. Karl looked over at him, tilting his head and raising one eyebrow.

"What? What's wrong? You okay?" Karl asked. He got no response just a phone shoved on his legs.

Karl leant down and read the message on the phone. He gasped.

"Who is it from?" Karl asked looking back at George whilst giving him his phone.

"I'm not sure. I have an idea! We're leaving!" George said, dragging Karl up from his seat and dragging him outside.

"But we still have another class!" Karl pointed out trying not to trip over his feet whilst George pulled him, stomping towards the bleachers.