Wilbur's POV:
"But I haven't got my blazer!" I screamed.
"Wilbur, it will be fine, school won't be annoyed, I'll send an email to explain."
"NO! They are going to tell me off and I'll get a detention."
"No, you won't, please just get in the car, I'm going to be late for work."
"I can't! I don't have my blazer and I can't go to school without my blazer."
Mum sighed and put her handbag on the floor, "is it going to be too much today bud?"
"I just-" I started crying and felt like a total idiot, "I can't do it without my blazer, they're going to tell me off."
"Okay, let's just leave it for today. Why don't you go back inside and tell Dad. He can email the school for you."
"Okay," I said as a murmur, going back inside the house.
I dumped my school backpack at the bottom of the stairs and sunk into the sofa.
"Has Mum left without you"? Dad asked in a panicked tone, following Tommy down the stairs.
"I'm not going to school today I can't do it, Mum said you'd email for me."
"Okay, why not?"
"Because I don't have my blazer, and if I don't have my blazer then I'm going to get told off and they are going to give me a detention."
"Take a breath mate, it's okay, sorry if I sounded annoyed."
"Okay." I whispered.
"Come on, let's just sit and chill for a bit. I need to get Tommy breakfast, you still hungry?"
"Sort of."
"Wilbur?" He asked, looking over at me.
"Yea?"
"If I go upstairs, am I going to find a plate with 2 unfinished slices of toast in your room?"
"Maybe."
"Well I'm sure that hasn't helped with the stress. Did you want the toast or something else?"
"No, I'll have the toast."
"Okay, and change out of your school uniform whilst you're up there please. I do not want to have to wash a school shirt you've worn for 3 seconds."
"Sure," I mumbled, picking up my school bag and slumping upstairs. I did feel a bit better out of my school uniform and I had another look for my blazer. I genuinely couldn't find it, like it all. And if I went without my blazer than some stupid teacher would definitely tell me off for not wearing it. And they were so stupid about school uniform so I'd definitely get a detention for doing nothing wrong. And all my classes today had like none of my friends in so I really hated them and they made me really nervous. And I wasn't feeling well. My antibiotic routine was coming to an end but I still felt ill all the time and it sucked.
I went back downstairs with my plate of toast and got some more water as I sat down at the dinner table to eat, whilst watching a youtube video on my phone. Tommy was screaming and there were bits of toast on the floor. I put my earphones in and tuned them out. I wasn't sure how Tubbo was sleeping through all of this, but I just hoped he was still sleeping. He really wasn't well and he was really annoyed about it.
He said that not being able to go to school now that he actually enjoyed going sucked. And apparently he'd just started making friends. I kind of know who they are, I've seen one of them in the SEND department a tonne over the years, I think they had ADHD. And I know one of the others because like he was ridiculously tall and always had been. He was well-known in school and mostly referred to as giant. Not like 'the giant' or anything, just giant.
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