George pov
I stretched and yawned like any normal morning. I lazily rolled out of bed before stumbling my way to a mirror, checking how I looked on this bright and sunny, Sunday morning.
After yawning one more time and fixing my hair a bit, I began heading downstairs, but not before snatching my phone off my bed and reading through my notifications.
I eventually reached the kitchen, just in time to see Micheal and Sam finish up their own breakfasts. They were making poptarts- as per usual.
I rolled my eyes in disbelief before making my way over to the fridge- how could they just eat poptarts everyday of their lives?
I ended up making some eggs just for myself, I didn't feel like offering anyone else my perfectly cooked breakfast- that's too much work for people that don't care about me.
After fully preparing my breakfast, I sat myself down at one of the chairs in the dining room. Tyra and Veda were already there, munching on some cereal mum probably prepared for them.
Veda was practically shoving her cereal into her mouth, she was obviously excited. On Thursday, April 7th, it is Veda's 9th birthday. Mum was taking her out today to buy some 'birthday week' supplies- as that's a tradition we do in our household.
For the birthday persons entire birthday week, the house is decorated just for them. It might sound cool, but it always embarrassed me, especially when one of my siblings friends came over and made fun of me for all the little 'happy birthday to my baby boy' signs. Luckily though, I don't have any friends to make fun of me for it.
I jumped a bit once my phone beeped, informing me of a new notification. I smiled softly after though, realizing what exactly that notification could be. I wiped my hands off on my pajama pants before pulling my phone out of my pocket.
Dream
Morning George, how are you :)I giggled quietly under my breath at the little smiley face, I think it's really cute when he includes it in a text. Still smiling softly, I begin writing a response.
George
Morning dream. I'm good, how are you :DI played along with the smiley faces just for fun, I would assume he thinks it is cute as well- if not, then that's awkward.
Dream
I'm amazing now that Im talking to you
Thought you wouldn't of been awake yet :/George
Do you rlly take me as the person to sleep in??Dream
..yesGeorge
You're an idiot DreamI laughed once more and most definitely blushed a little. I haven't even known Dream a month, yet I'm head over heals for him. Heck! We haven't even been dating for long, I think it's been a day by now..
"Georgeee, texting your girlfriend?" Somebody suddenly cooed into my ear. I flinched and immediately hid my phone into my chest, scared that Evie might see me messaging Dream while hard core blushing.
"n-no Evie, shut up."
"Oh come on George, you're blushing!" Shit, she saw. Fuck dream for being so lovable.
"Go away Evie. I didn't tell you about.. them- just for you to be weird about it." Imagine I accidentally slipped up and said he, I would never forgive myself for that outing- ever.
"Fine fine fine, I'll meet her soon though." At that, she walked away. I sighed before quickly finishing up my food, not interested in Evie catching me texting Dream again at the table.
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Acknowledge [DNF]
FanfictionAs senior year for high school goes on, George struggles with being seen, believing that all of his achievements are being overlooked and ignored because of his siblings. Dream however, would absolutely die to have a sibling to rely on at all times...