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pretty boy

from word on the street, there was a new boy moving from england to florida, and going to dreams school, altravaz high.

more from word on the street, he supposedly was a shy, pretty boy, who could excel all classes, would it be so wrong to want to change him?

—and that day is today. today is the day that the pretty boy is transferring. dream would never admit it, but he found himself being excited.

normally, transfer students annoy him. the way the constantly ask questions about the school, or how they look like an absolute nerd.

he couldnt explain this feeling, after all, dream was the schools party animal, always going to parties, getting drunk out of his mind, and having a few hookups and leaving. not to mention, he was the football team captain, also being the quarterback.

classic high school student, am i right?

dream was sitting in his first period, and oddly strange place for him to be, as its very rare for him to not skip most classes. to make matters worse, dream had no friends in this class, he didnt even bother to throw an eye at the girls giggling and pointing at him. however, dream needed to see this boy.

'why?' you may be asking, the blond couldnt even tell himself. he found himself being drawn into a boy hes never met, or seen.

for all dream knows, he could be the ugliest, snobby, guy ever, despite all the rumours claiming that he is absolutely stunning.

unfortunately, the was no sign of the british pretty boy, in first period.

dream mentally sighed, he really showed up for nothing.

despite dream genuinely despising school, he told himself that he would manage to make it through every class until he sees this certain boy. they had to have at least one class together, right?

—and that was a true fact. dream managed to make it through his second period, slightly loosing hope until he heard a group of girls whispering about a, pretty british boy.

dreams head immediately perked up, from its place on his desk, not bothering nor caring to listen to what his professor said.

the bell rang and the blond kept his eyes out for the boy, while passing in the hallway.

if you couldnt tell, this was unusual behaviour for the green eyed boy. no one has ever made him feel like this, none of his hookups, nor previous girlfriends he's had.

so, what was so special about this boy? was it the fact he wanted to change the boy from being the classic good student, or did he just crave him.

—and to his luck, guess who showed up in third period? no, not his best friend sapnap, the pretty boy.

to dream, the name was perfect. he was absolutely gorgeous. ruffled deep brown hair, eyes as dark coal, perfect face shape, very short, not to mention the skirt he was wearing, showing off his beautiful pale legs.

dream felt his stomach drop as the two made eye contact, the other boy became a crimson red and quickly looked away.

soon enough, the boy was noticed by the teacher, "oh! you're the new student— class, we have a new student!"

the whole class looked up, and the blond felt a jealous feeling, all this peoples eyes on this boy.

why did he feel jealous? was it because this boy was taking away dreams attention, or because he didnt like everyone elses eyes on the pretty boy.

the professor muttered something to the brunet, the latter nodding before speaking up, "hello, my name is george.. i transferred from england." he explained quietly.

'george, huh?' dream smirked almost knowingly to himself.

it was now lunch, dream made his way through his morning classes, not without staring at george every chance he got, of course.

"clay! you man whore, stop starring at that guy!" his best friend, sapnap teased him.

"oh shut up nick, you're no better when you're with karl, speaking of your boyfriend, he is with the new boy, george." i grin at the chestnut boy.

"whatever, at least i will actually admit, now lets go get them!" sapnap said as he dragged his friend over to them.

"getting them? are you crazy!? that would be so awk—" before the blond could finish his sentence, he found himself right in front of the brunet.

"hey karl! hey..." sapnap trailed off, dream was right, this is awkward.

"george!.. my name is george.." he blushed seemingly embarrassed, while playing with the hem of his skirt, karl only giggled, leaning over to give his boyfriend a kiss on the cheek.

george looked over at dream, and the blond realized that he never mentioned jis name, "shit— im dream, sorry!" he said feeling nervous in the presence of the boy. sapnap chuckled at hit dream with his shoulder.

"hi dream! its nice to meet you!" the british brunet said cheerfully. god— he was adorable.

—and that was four weeks ago. the four boys were closer than ever. especially the brunet and blond boy. they're always finding excuses and reasons to be close. whether its practically cuddling while watching movies, or doing absolutely everything together.

most people even believe that they're dating, because they sure do look like it.

currently, sapnap was helping dream get ready for a date him and the brunet boy set up.

"sapnap what if he absolutely hates me at the end of the night? what if i fuck it up? oh god! im totally gonna fuck this up!" dream rambled nervously.

sapnap only laughed, before responding, "you're joking right? anyone can see that george is literally in love with you, even if you've only known each other for a few weeks."

"theres no way he is in love with me idiot."

"believe what you want, you dickless moron." sapnap teased.

it was time. dream had to pick up the pretty boy from his house.

dream stepped up to the porch, and knocked on the door. soon, the door opened, and there he was, standing in all his glory.

"hi.." he said furiously blushing, as dreams eyes traced all over his body.

"hey! god— you're so pretty george." dream mustered out before he could even take it back, but it was the truth, george was stunning, per usual.

somehow, george flushed an even darker red, "thank you, you look pretty handsome if i do say so myself."

   soon, georges mom appears from the kitchen, her face softening, "awh.. you both look lovely, take care of my boy, will you?"

   dream smiles, "of course mrs davidson, i always will."

   eventually, they arrive at the dinner, it wasn't exactly fancy, as their broke high school students, but it was more than enough.

   dream, being the cheesy guy he his, opened the car door for his date, and held his hand up to the restaurant, where he held the glass door open as well.

   the date went perfect, in fact maybe more than perfect. they walked out the restaurant hand in hand, possibly sharing a few kisses in the car. what happened next? well, that's chemistry.

a/n: i was too lazy for the end if you couldn't tell, i wrote most of this in the mall while my sister was dress shopping

these oneshots have been to fluffy, angst soon???

yes