Wilbur's POV
Fuck. It was already Monday. I'd spent the whole weekend worrying about if I liked Ducky- wait Ducky?! Where in my crooked messed up mind did that come from?! Whatever. I just needed to get over this, obsession? Crush? No, it was definitely an obsession. "WIL! ITS 5:40!" Phil yelled, shit! I ran downstairs, grabbed a piece of toast and my beanie, Clay was already here. "And what took you so long?" Clay asked, "slept in." I yawned, and I noticed my eye bags in the rear view mirror. "You look tired." George said, a hint of worry in his tone. "I stayed up all night obsessing over D- Alex. So what?" I responded. "Ah, not over that obsession, huh?" Clay said, smirking "Oh don't act like you didn't shower-dream about George in 6th." "It worked out!" "You did what?" George asked, Sally rolled her eyes and gave a throwing up motion. "Oh shut up Sal! Romance is fun!" Clay exclaimed, noticing her motion. "Eh, I gave up after trying to get with 5 gay guys." She said "what about girls?" "Hm, maybe you're on to something." We'd finally arrived at school, and I sensed Alex near. Apparently, sensing out my crush was my 6th sense, it'd happened back with Schlatt, (who turned out to be an abusive bitch) and now he was here, he moved 2 years ago, so that was gonna be a blast. "TNT!" I heard a familiar voice, and the only person who called me that was... "Schlatt?!" I yelped, "the one and only! In the flesh!" He responded. "What the fuck do you want." I growled, ready to attack him with my guitar
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Today and tomorrow.
RomanceAlexis Quackity works a boring job at a grocery store in Brighton, he's 17 and doesn't do much but work. But when an interesting family comes in, he might fall for the love of his life.
