Sun-Kissed Lips

Fan of Friends.

TW// glass, blood, cuts from sharp objects

You walk out of the class and headed to your locker. You grab out your phone and text Wilbur and Tommy.

DISCORD

y/u/n: guys I'm boreddd y'all get the fuck up :]]

wilbur: oh yo y/n how are you?  I've been up so you don't have to say wake up lol.

tommy: bloody hell y/n, WHYY DID YOU SAY TO WAKE UP >:(( I WAS TRYING TO DREAM OF HOW TO GET WOMAN

y/u/n: god mate im sorry. I'll just go then :[

wilbur: oh no, look please don't go. Just don't mind the fuckin' twat ok y/n

I smiled at the thought of Wilbur calling Tommy a twat. It made me giggle. I suddenly hear my bus number get called and swiftly walk towards the vehicle. I tried making my way to the back but unfortunately I had to sit somewhere around the middle. The bad thing is the rudest kids sit here. They are the ones with the most drama and worst relationship problems.

"Oh my gosh Sarah did you see how she looked at history class?!"

"You're so right Becca! And her crush saw the whole thing!!"

Laughs echo throughout the bus, although it rings in your ears. You stare at the ground until something smacks into your head. You look around to see someone pointing and smiling at you. You look away and stand up, walking to the front of the bus and signaling to ask to get off. You didn't live too far so it was a short-ish walk home.

The driver smiled and waved goodbye as he continued his route. You sighed, waiting at the crosswalk as cars slowed down for you to cross the path. Whipping out your phone you notice a few missed messages from Willbur and Ranboo mentioning you on his Twitter.

TWITTER

@ranboosaysstuff
guys help I am gonna be kidnapped @y/u/n
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@ranboosfan32
omggg be careful Ranboo :0

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y/u/n
Dang alright well look what at what @tubbo_ said about you >:/ he would do the same ranboob
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I've always love taunting him, even if we haven't known each other very long he was still easy to interact with. Next was Will, I had to see what was on his mind.

DISCORD

Wilbur: y/n can we talk soon? I need to tell you something important.

This didn't seem like him, he hasn't spoke like this to me yet.

y/u/n: hey sorry just got out of school, what's up? ('-﹏-'；)

Wilbur is typing. . .

Wilbur: ah, it's ok. Anyway about what I need. Me and a few of the guys were talking about inviting you to an event later this month. Dream is hosting a manhunt and we wanted you to be one of the hunters.