It hasnt been like 8 months... shh.... i last updated yesterday.... totally did that..
If anyone is still reading this bs, id be shocked 🥹 lowk cringing and crying over the past chapters!!
If im being completely honest, I have no idea whats going on!! Were winging ts now 🥹🫰
(holy shit I forget how to write in these characters voices pls help idk whats going on.)
Matt's P.O.V
The sound of the clock ticking by is all I can focus on as I sit in first peroid, Illusions Homeroom. I barely got any sleep last night---maybe getting Gus to stay up all night showing me illusions wasnt the smartest move on a school night. Even worse, it's monday. Fucking monday.
Something small hits the back of my head and I get pulled out of my trance, snapping my head around to catch Gus's eye. He doesn't look tired at all, if anything, he looked more energized than usual. Hes grinning like a madman, his chin propped up in his hand and his free hand spinning a pencil. I return a shy smile before whispering "What?"
"Wasnt me." He replied, but didn't lose the micheveous grin. "But like, whoever did noticed you were zoning out. So."
"Right." I rolled my eyes. "In that case, thanks, and I'll talk to you in 5 minutes when the class is over." I said before turning back around in my chair. I caught the tail-end of Gus's dissapointed frown as I turned, but didn't stop. He can wait 5 minutes.
"But--"
"Augustus. Got something to share with the class? Since whatever you seemed to be discussing with Mattholomule seems to be so important." The teacher cut him off, her voice harsh and intimidating. My eyes shot open wide as she flicked her eyes between me and Gus with cold irritation.
"Uh, no, Ma'am." Gus replied, and I could practically hear the slouch in his posture from up here. "Sorry."
"Okay. This is your last warning, Porter." She scolded as she turned back to the board and picked her chalk back up.
I quickly peered over my shoulder at Gus, who had now lost his grin and was staring down at the table. I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose as I turned back towards the front once more and met eyes with the clock. 3 minutes left. Titan, could time go any slower?
After what felt like 30 minutes, the bell finally screamed, letting us out of this hellish class. I pack up my bag and sling it over my shoulder before making my way back to Gus's desk. He was still packing up his things, so I took the moment to take the wrapper off a lollipop.
"What were you going to say earlier?" I asked as he stood up and we made our way out of the classroom and into the busy hallway.
"Well, I was talking to Luz this morning, and I overheard Boscha and her friends talking about some grudgby tournament down in Latissa; did you know about that?" Gus asked as we turned into the doorway of our next class. We stopped off to the side, beside the teachers desk, and I took my lollipop out of my mouth for a second to reply.
"Really? I actually didn't know about that."
"How? Aren't you team captian?"
"Well--"
"Can Mattholomule report to Principal Bumps office? Mattholomule to the office." A crackly voice came over the intercom.
"Oh, well, thats probably about that atleast." Gus shrugged. "Talk to you at lunch?" He asked with a slight smile.
"Sure." I replied, returning the gesture with a nod. I ignored the smug look that Boscha was giving me from her desk and made my way out of the classroom and back into the hallway. Atleast now it wasn't as crowded, and I could walk freely.
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I Hate Him. {Gustholomule}
Fiksi Penggemar(ART NOT MINE!!) Augustus Porter and Mattholomule have never really gotten along, ever since childhood really. And this stayed the same going into their teenage years. This got exceptionally bad when Matt threatened to take over Gus's presidency at...
