Finally Free/A dreamnotfound story

Chapter 4 "What if...."

A few days have passed since their first encounter with each other and George hasn't spoken to Dream since. He wants to get close to him without it feeling forced. He wouldn't want him to think he's only hanging around him because he pities his loneliness. In hindsight that probably isn't too far off from the truth, but he can't tell him that. George can't recall the process one goes through in order to make a new friend and now that he thinks about it, he isn't even sure if he ever knew the process to begin with. The friends that George has now he met by being dragged along with them because they somehow managed to get him roped up into their lives. All he did was play along with their little games until they casually awarded him the title of "Friend". He didn't know what he did to earn it so how would he know what to do now?

George had been laying on his bed for what felt like hours in his own personal limbo, pondering over what he should do or what he can do. If the universe really wanted to help, it could've had Dream approach George and get him wrapped up in his own plans of fun and entertainment, like it's always been with every new person he meets. Yet this time it's different. This time it's George who has to make the first move and he has no idea what he's doing. It isn't until George turns to look at his phone laying beside him that there is a slight glimmer of hope. He met each of his friends by having one of them tag him along on their trips. He started off as a friend of a friend.

The answer was clear. He'll slowly make his way over to Dream by first being an acquaintance of a friend. Let it happen naturally.

"...."

A tired sigh is all George has in response to his plan.

"It sounds easier said than done. Where the hell am I going to find his friends? I don't even know if he has any" George thought to himself. If Dream can somehow manage to disappear into thin air once he leaves his classroom then the hopes of finding someone affiliated with him will be just as difficult if not, practically impossible. Still, it was worth a shot and if all else fails at least he could say that he tried. Picking up his phone, he logged back onto Twitter and scrolled through Dream's profile. He had only made one tweet and it was a photo of a tall dirty blonde haired boy sitting next to a kid with short black hair and a cap covering his eyes. The photo was not taken by Dream himself, but by the kid next to him. Whoever they were, they had their arm wrapped around Dream's shoulder and they seemed to be holding a cup from a fast food restaurant. The two were smiling. While Dream's smile is no different if not a bit more confident, the other kid was baring out his teeth with a fierce sharp smirk. A complete opposite to Dream's calming demeanor.

A tag laid underneath the photo. A tag that read the name "Sapnap".

"Sapnap?" George scoffed to himself.

Such a silly name. There's no way that's his actual name. Then again, with a kid named Dream walking around, anything is possible. A simple click on the tag and George is taken to the profile of a kid who works out, went skateboarding and has a strange pokemon card addiction. To George, Sapnap was everything that Dream wasn't. His face emitted pure confidence with eyes as dark as coal yet still holding onto some form of burning fire. He looked tough and rough around the edges yet despite it all, George can see the kind person he can be. Pictures of Sapnap carrying around a cat whose name appeared to be patches showed a gentle, much softer side of him. A smile as gentle as Dream's was on his face and George didn't even think that was possible. The kid must have a soft heart underneath the rough surface. A diamond in the rough. Then one picture stood out to George. It had been taken a few months ago. It was a selfie captioned "Bored" in his math class. He knew it was his class. The decorated walls, Mr. Watson looking down at Sapnap's phone angrily and the time the photo was taken. This kid is a student in George's math class. While talking to a stranger still isn't exactly idle to George, still, he can try and gather up the courage to talk to Sapnap. Even if he wanted to, right now George just can't bring himself to talk to Dream. Not when his stomach gets uneasy by just looking at him.