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Its not acceptable

Their in college and are legally allowed to have sex. And their not together. Their enemies actually.

(George's pov)

"Dream Arton and George Davidson to the principals office please" The principal speaks through the speakers in the school so the whole school can hear my business.

I'm sitting with my friends in our spot in the cafeteria at lunch just peacefully eating my food.

"Better get going then, I guess getting your ass kicked wasnt such a good idea was it?" My friend Badboyhallo lectures. "He didn't beat my ass! I beat his ass!" I exclaim and shake my head in anger. "Just go" Bad commands and sighs. "Fine 'dad' I swear if I don't come back from this I'll be so fucking pissed" I mumble. "You do that, just get your ass moving" Bad says and pushes me back gently.

I groan and stand up. I start to walk to the office.

A few days ago me and my enemy Dream fought. I beat his ass. But he also beat my ass. It's only because of his friends. My friends didn't even need to help me. His friends didn't help him. I'm just trying to make it seem like I'm better. But I also am. He's just jealous he needs to wear a mask and I don't.

No one has ever seen his face before except for people he's had sex with. And I'm 100% sure he wears it's because he isn't even half as handsome as I am and that's probably why he never dates anyone. And plus the people he does have sex with don't show up for the next a day or two. Which is weird but probably some type of embarrassment. Since every time someone has sex with the guy everyone knows about it. Which if I had sex with him I wouldn't show up for a few days either since everyone would know. I'd wait a few days until no one cares anymore. Which is normally about a day or two.

Dream has a lot of tattoos on his arms. Two small tattos on the left arm and a big one on the right arm

I only realize I've reached the office when I walk straight into the door.

I sit up and hold a hand to my forehead. I stand up quickly trying to seem like it didn't happen. A chuckle comes from behind me. And it's none other than Dream Arton. I scowl at him and open the door.

Dream walks in after me and we both sit down on two chairs infront of the principals desk.

"Listen you two" The old lady starts. "You two are seriously starting to annoy me now" She says and sighs. "And I'm not going to go after the rules anymore" she says and stands up.

"What is that supposed to mean?" I ask. The lady stands infront of me and grabs my jaw.

"If you would let me finish you would know, now shut your goddam mouth" She hisses and lets go of me. My eyes widen and I look away from her. Dream just chuckles beside me.

"So, I'm gonna put you guys into the detention room" she starts again. "And lock the door, you two alone, and I want you two to make up or whatever the fuck you say, fight each other, have sex, make out, talk about your feelings, fucking anything so you guys won't be like this anymore" She explains and opens the door to her office.

Then she walks the both of us to the detention room. She pushes the both of us inside and then slams the door shut. Then she locks the door from the outside.

"Well this is just great" I mumble.

The detention room has a teacher desk and about ten normal students desks. Nothing else. And there's no Wi-Fi, and you also can't use data so you can't even use your phone in there. That's the worst thing about detention.

Dream sighs from behind me and sits down at the teachers desk. He sits down on the chair and puts his feet on the table.

"Wow, how graceful you are" I mumble just loud enough for him to hear. "Speak up bitch I can't hear you" Dream calls from the desk. "Wonder where your confidence came from" I mumble to myself. "It came from tormenting you every day doll" Dream says and chuckles to himself.