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II: All Is Fair In School and Scarring

Tommy held his breath with a nervous look as he turned around to face his aggressor. It was none other than Dream and his sidekicks. Who else would it be? Dream stood in the front while the others stood behind him.

'Look at him! He's shaking!'

Sapnap chimed, bringing up a hand to his mouth to stifle a laugh. George and Dream did the same.

Tommy was indeed shaking, but he didn't know that it was that visible.

'And we haven't even said anything about him yet.'

Dream sneered, getting slightly lower and into Tommy's face. He dropped his hands down to lean them on his knees. When he did this, the younger boy forced himself as far as he could away from the other. This just caused him to hit his locker's door harshly. It ended up hurting his head as well.

Dream began to speak again, a grin stretching across his face. He was holding back laughter at the younger male.

'Where's your knights in shining armour to save you, huh? Where's Wilbur? Where's Toby?'

He cooed, bringing a hand up to his face once again.

Suddenly, Dream was stumbling backwards. He didn't fall, and managed to catch himself. Tommy had pushed him back, his face slightly scrunched up to express his anger. He couldn't do much else. He wasn't too physically strong. He couldn't fight back, so what was he doing?

'Keep my best friend's name and my brother's name out of your mouth! You don't deserve to say their names! They're both so much better than you and your goons will ever be.'

Tommy shouted in anger, standing upright. He didn't even care if he'd get 'punished' by them for saying that. It was the truth, and will always be the truth.

As sudden as he shoved Dream, he was yanked down to the ground by his uniform's collar. He was being dragged down the hallway. As desperately as he fought and yelled, the trio managed to keep him in place.

'I can't- I have to escape- I can't let them-'

His thoughts were frantic, only parts of them making sense. No one was going to help him. They all hated him. Just for being different, and having a good brother. They were all JEALOUS.

Before he could do anything too dramatic to try and escape, it was already too late. They had found an empty classroom that was the closest, dragging Tommy inside.

George closed the door behind them all, and stood there to keep watch in case anyone tried to interrupt.

'You think you can be tough, huh?'

Sapnap asked, a hint of malice in his voice. He knew Tommy wasn't going to answer, so he continued to speak.

'Well, this'll teach you.'

Sapnap laughed, an evil grin making its way onto his face.

Sapnap harshly dropped Tommy to the floor, all while having a grin on his face. When he tried to get up, he was just shoved back down by either Dream or Sapnap. They would say taunting things to him, insults, and things to try and bring him down.

Eventually the two older males got tired of the taunting, and started to flip a coin to decide who got to lay the first punches on the teen that was now scrawled out on the ground.

They both decided against flipping the coin in the end, and just took turns. Dream would aim for the face, while Sapnap would hit his chest and arms. They weren't cruel enough to aim any lower, so that's all they managed to do.

In the middle of this session, George had called out to the other two.

'Someone's coming, hurry up!'

His voice was a strained whisper, his accent leaking through his soft tone. Almost as quick as they entered with Tommy, they shoved him into one of the classroom's cabinets, locking the doors behind him.

All that Tommy could do now was cry. It wasn't even loud either. He just let out soft sobs and quiet hiccups. He didn't have the strength to try and make his way out yet. He closed his eyes for a moment, taking deep breaths. Everything hurt and he just didn't want to move at all.

He had to get out before class started. After all, he didn't want Tubbo to worry about him. They did share the first period together after all.

His nose was bleeding heavily, and his wrists were numb and bruised from where they had held him at. He could feel the bruises forming on his face and his arms. He just.. Had to get out of his cabinet. All he could do was hope for someone to hear him. It was locked from the outside after all.

With a bit of hesitation, he kicked at the door of the cabinet. He just hoped someone would hear. He waited a few moments before trying again. He was trying to hear if someone was actually out there.

He kicked at it again, this time a bit weaker than before. At this rate, he would be stuck here until the end of the day.

Suddenly, he heard a noise. It almost sounded like keys. They were making soft sounds, and clanking against metal.

Before he knew what was happening, the doors opened. As the doors opened, he fell out onto the floor, at the foot of someone. As he looked up to see who it was, his eyes had to adjust to the light. When he finally registered who it was, he quickly got up and rushed out of the room.

It was his last period teacher, Ms. Puffy. She always helped him with things, but he really didn't want to have a confrontation right now. Maybe he could talk about it later. Before he left, he could see a mixed look on her face. One of confusion, shock, and concern. He could always explain later. He could hear her call after him as he sprinted of the room.

He quickly made his way down the hall once again, back towards his locker. The bell should be ringing soon, so he'll have to get to his first period.

Almost as soon as he opened his locker to put this things away, the bell rang. The sudden noise surprised Tommy, making him flinch. Quickly and efficiently, he put away his things and grabbed his books for his upcoming classes.

He was breathing heavily as he ran down the hall, several groups of students pointing at him. Some were even laughing.

He quickly entered his classroom, sitting down next to Tubbo. He had entered class earlier, like Tommy had planned to do. After sitting down, he put his face into his arms.

'Are you okay, Tommy..?'

He faintly heard Tubbo's voice. He didn't know whether he was fading in or out of reality, but it sure as hell felt like it. In reply to Tubbo's question, all he really did was groan. Everything hurt, but he didn't want to show too much weakness. He tried to give a thumbs up, but ultimately failed.

Tubbo just blinked, giving him a disapproving stare as he figured out what had happened.