Crimeboys [dsmp au]

chapter two

Wilbur's coat flew behind him as he walked hastily through the halls. Wilbur finally reached his locker. He opened the navy blue locker and put his books into it. Wilbur slammed the locker. 

"Fuck!" Wilbur yelled. A fierce burning sensation flared through Wilbur's hand and bright red warm blood trickled down his fist. I was so tired that I forgot my damn hand was still in the locker. Wilbur thought to himself. Luckily Phil had made Wilbur pack a first aid kit in his back pack. It was supposed to be for Tommy. Tommy had fallen many times over the years so the first aid get was a necessity. Wilbur grabbed a gauze roll and wrapped it around his hand. Wilbur adjusted his glasses before walking to class. Wilbur kept his eyes down and slouched. He did not want any attention to be on him. 

When Wilbur reached his first class. He got out his notebook. The notebook was blue and filled with doodles on the front. Wilbur had stolen the notebook from Tommy's room since he was too scared to ask for a new notebook. Last year his notebook had been stolen and torn up in front of him. Wilbur shook his head to get that memory out of his mind. 

Wilbur chose  to go with a seat in the back of the class, he could hear whispers behind him. Wilbur gave them a look as he walked by them. The whispers can from two people. One boy with black hair and a beanie. Wilbur didn't recognize the boy. He must've been new. The other boy had pink hair that went to his shoulders. Wilbur gave them both a stare.  Who the fuck do they think they are?  Then Wilbur looked down at his hand. The blood had gone through the gauze. It looked as though he had been punching walls. Before he could get new bandages out the bell rang and Mr. Marriott came rushing into class. Wilbur gulps. Mr. Marriott was a friend of Phil's. And Wilbur knew he would be reporting every small detail about Wilbur to his father.

"Hello class. Everyone have a nice summer?" Mr. Marriott chimed.

No one answered. This was usual, especially for it being the first day. "How about you, Wilbur?" 

Wilbur should've known Mr. Marriott would have called on him. He should have prepared an answer seconds ago knowing Mr. Marriott.

"Yeah it was fine." Wilbur looked as though he would burst out crying at any second he could feel the boys from earlier eyeing him and he did not like it.Mr. Marriott thankfully didn't add on and started class. 

After class Wilbur quickly grabbed his things and started heading to his next class. Wilbur stared at the ground as he walked. Suddenly something stopped him and Wilbur's face collided with someone's chest. Wilbur stepped back. He had bumped into the beanie boy from earlier. The beanie boy was blocking the door with his pink friend standing right next to him. 

"Hi, I'm Alexis but you can call me Quackity." The boy held out his hand. Wilbur steadied himself before shaking it. 

"What do you want?" Wilbur remarked.

"Hey, I just wanna introduce myself to you that's all. Me and my friend Techno are both new. And we need some friends." Quackity had said this like it was a demand. Wilbur raised an eyebrow. 

"Is it true you got in a fight?" The pink haired boy said.

"What do you mean?" Wilbur questioned.

"Your cut on your fist. Were you punching someone?" 

"What if I was?" Wilbur snarled and pushed through the two boys. He was too tired for this crap. All he could hear as he walked off was chuckles from Quackity and Techno.