Scheme

๑Prologue๑

George's pov:

I wake up to my damn alarm beeping unpleasantly loud. "Ughh no," I moan. I strain myself out of bed and shuffle to my closet to get out my outfit. It's the first day back at school after summer break and I'm now in my junior year. I transferred to this school in the middle of sophomore year. I spend about five minutes contemplating on which outfit to wear when I pick out some grey baggy jeans with star patches on them, a white T-shirt and and slightly oversized velocity hoodie. I place my clout goggles on my bed next to my outfit and head to my shower. 

I spent about 10 minutes in the shower and when I got out it was already 6:30. I thought about how I was going to see my friends and- Clay. I hated Clay, yet I felt somewhat excited about seeing him today? No! I don't know if I'm just tired of what, but something is messing with my head. I hate Clay, he hates me, and that's FINAL. 

I wrapped a towel around my waist and stood in front of my mirror, getting out my hair dryer and drying my hair. Once my hair was completely dried, I fluff it a bit and leave the bathroom,  dropping my towel to put on my clothes. 

I had finished my outfit off with a silver chain, two rings; one on my left ring finger, one on my right pinky finger. I walked down the hallway and started down the stairs when the scent of bacon and eggs hit me. I made it down the last step when my mother spoke turning around, "Good morning sweetheart, I made you breakfast for your first day of junior year!" She said in her evident accent. 

"Mornin' mum. Thank a lot by the way." I replied, ready to dig into the plate of food set in front of me.

My mom smiled and went upstairs, presumably to go and wake up my sister, who was as of today a sophomore.  I looked at my phone, many missed texts from the group chat my friends and I created.

🎸The Feral Kids🤡

Karl: Hi guys! Are y'all ready for the first day back at school? 

Quackity: No. No one is 😒 tho George might be excited to see his boyfriend, Clay😉

Karl: yeah, he'll prob drop us😔

                                                                                                     Me: yk I'm right here right guys?

Karl: oh we know

                                            Me: And how many times do I have to tell you, he's NOT MY BOYFRIEND

Quackity: your so oblivious😒😒

Karl: honestly George, ur so dum 😐 its obvious u like each other

                                                                              Me: shut up guys. I'm gonna start driving to school soon.  

Quackity: see you bitches soon 💪😏

I sigh at our conversations, grabbing my car keys and placing the now empty plate into the dishwasher. I pick up my backpack placing my lunch in it. "BYE MUM!" I scream out to her. "BYE HUN." she screams back, her British accent so weirdly enough  still thick. I smile to myself as I open Spotify and get my playlist ready, waking out and locking the front door, making my way into the drivers seat of my white Wrangler. I start up the engine, playing one of my favorite songs and speeding off into the street. 

Oh my oh my, this school year is gonna be very very long...

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First chapter! How are we feeling Abt it?! 

I'm writing this after writing a constructive opinion essay abt video game violence sooo I felt a bit authorish (authorish?) 

Um yeah. This is the prologue so I think next chapter will be abt Clay since it's a crime to even THINK abt writing a second prologue. 

Well, see u next chapter!