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Riptide

This is a trans-Tubbo AU. It's also a high school AU, so this is gonna be fun. You can request a song that you would like to be turned into a story but if it is a spicy song then I'll have to do it to another duo (that aren't minors) I think that's it. Please tell me if I need to add a CW or TW. Thank you- Lemon<3                                                                                                                                          ---------------------------------------------------

Characters:

Tia/Tubbo, Ranboo, Tommy, Wilbur, Technoblade, Dream, George, Sapnap, Niki, Fundy, Sally 

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Ranboo POV:

I'm scared of a lot of things. I'm afraid of the dentist, the dark and starting conversations. All my friends laugh at the thought of me talking to someone without stuttering. I guess it's even worse that it's the first day of school. I hate the first day of school. "Hey, Ranboo, you good?" One of my friends ask. "You've been staring at the new kid for like five minutes now."

"Oh, umm, I guess I-I was z-zoning out and he just was in the d-direction I was staring in." The blonde gave me a look but he immediately dropped it. His name was Tommy. Bright blue eyes, sunset yellow hair and lots of freckles splattered all over his body. "Are you sure that's the only reason you're looking at the new boy?" The other one said. His name was Wilbur. Brown hair with a white streak in it, brown eyes, and like Tommy, a lot of freckles. "I... uh... I don't k-know, okay? Can you not bother me anymore?" I respond. The brothers roll their eyes and continue their conversation. I look down at my half-eaten food and throw it away. School food is terrible anyway. I'm pretty sure they put some sort of weird chemical in it.

The school bell rings and everyone starts to scatter out of the cafeteria and into the hallways. "See you in History?" Tommy says. I reply with a nod and a soft smile. He waves and heads off to his class. "Are you going to Maths next or Music?" Wilbur asks.

"I'm going to Music, why?"

"Oh, because I'm going to Music as well, so I can bother you more." The older one says. I smile and continue walking to Music. Wilbur and I are just a few minutes early, so only one or two people are in the room. The teacher's not even in, so that makes it even more awkward. Wil and I walk to our seats in the bottom left corner. Which coincidentally, is near another door. So, an easy escape for Wil and me.

It's been about 3 minutes and the teacher walks in. Fortunately enough, the Music teacher is my sister, Niki. "Hello class, it appears that there are only about five people in here, so while we wait for the others, you can introduce yourself." She says. We look at each other and then look at the other people in the class. I make eye contact with one of them.

Their hair was bright orange with small white hairs. They wore a jacket with the colours orange, yellow, blue and some kind of light purple. 'Huh, interesting hair.' I thought to myself.

For some reason, my brain thought 'it would be great if I just opened my mouth and probably embarrass myself'. "Umm, hi?" I say standing up. "My name is Ranboo and I like playing Minecraft." I sit back down and look at Wilbur. We make eye contact and we try not to laugh at my stupid introduction. A student from the other side stands up. They had a green hoodie on and blonde hair. Not as bright as Tommy's, but it's like a dirty blonde. "Hi... My name is Dream. I'm in my 3rd year here, so I'm a Sophomore." They sit back down. The orange-haired person was about to stand up, but the teacher cut them off. "It seems that we have more than enough people in our class now, so let's get started!" She says in her perky tone. Don't get me wrong, I love her, but sometimes her voice being so positive all the time gets a little annoying at times.

The bell rings, and everyone heads to their last classes. Wilbur heads to S.T.E.M. and I head off to History. I open my locker and grab my books. When I turn around, I see people running up and down the hall, people putting make-up on, a couple making out and the new kid. He has this somewhat dazed look on his face. It's kinda cute... wait no. What am I thinking? I was going to help him, but I got pushed by the crowd. At least I got to History on time. I see Tommy drawing in his book. He didn't see me so it gave me an idea. Because class is about to start (and basically everyone is on their phones) I open my backpack and take out my history book. The plan is that I open my book and I slam it close behind his head. It will alert everyone, but I don't mind being looked at. I sneak behind Tommy, book in one hand, bag in the other, and count down from three. 3... 2... 1... BAM. Tommy falls out of his chair screaming while I laugh so hard, I start crying. Everyone and I mean EVERYONE, shot their heads up to see what's happened. "WHAT THE HELL MAN? WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" Tommy yells. I help him up and shrug my shoulders. "Ugh, you're so annoying." He tries saying without smiling but fails miserably. "Mr Beloved, what was that for?" The teacher asks. "Well, I saw that my friend was drawing in his book, and I wanted to get him out of his little world," I say with a smug smile on my face. She gives me a look of disbelief and scoffs. "Well if you're going to do that, then I guess you get a detention!" Everyone 'ooos' at that as I sit down.

The teacher starts the lesson and in the middle of it, we hear the door swing open to see the new boy panting. "I'm sorry *pant* I'm *pant* late."

"Do you have a late pass?" The teacher said. He shakes his head. "Ah well, I guess you can join Mr Beloved in detention too!" She gestures for him to sit in an open seat. I have no problem with this, but the only empty seat is next to me. He makes eye contact with me and smiles. I feel my face heat up. Good thing I'm wearing a mask. He sits next to me and starts unpacking his bag. I realise that he's unpacking all of his things. Book, pen, paper, everything. I try and tell him that it's not necessary, but I'm too shy to say anything. After a few seconds, I work up the courage to say something. "Hey, you know that w-we onl-ly need t-the b-book, right?" I stutter out. UGH, I HATE MY STUTTER. "Oh, really? Thanks for telling me." His voice is so calming and soothing. I wish he was mine... I don't even know him what is wrong with me? 

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Hi, I forgot to say that this is the first part of 'Riptide'. Sorry if you were confused:)