Amnesia (DreamNotFound High School AU)

Chapter Four

It's been nearly a month and a half since George has been in a coma and Nick has gotten detention five times for getting into fights. Willow had dumped and stopped hanging out with Jackson.

Willow didn't like to bully but Jackson forced her to. Every night she'd go home crying because Jackson had knocked the small boy unconscious yet again. She just hoped that George would accept her apology when he woke up. Putting George in a coma was the last straw.

She had talked to the principal about it and gratefully accepted the two-week-long suspension. During her suspension, she had visited George's family and apologized for bullying him. She also explained why she had bullied him. They had said they would forgive her if George would forgive her but that's understandable.

So when George came to school a week later she immediately started trying to find time to speak with him. She didn't know how busy he was so she decided to talk to him after school that Tuesday.

"George?" Willow said as the short male opened the door that afternoon.

"Do you need anything?" George asked, raising a brow.

"Yes, I need to talk to you, about what happened," Willow said looking everywhere except the boy's face.

"Oh yeah, come in, Nick told me to be expecting you," George said letting her in.

She smiled softly and sat down on the couch. George sat in a recliner across from her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want to bully you. I cut ties with Jackson as soon as I heard you were in a coma. He forced me to bully you and I don't want to bully you anymore so I came to ask if we could start over and maybe become friends," Willow rushed out a tear slipping out.

"As long as you know you were wrong and you're apologizing for it I can't just say no. Of course, we could start over. I'm not so sure about friends, it may take some time," George said as Willow grinned.

"Thank you George thank you," Willow exclaimed crying tears of happiness.

"It's no problem, Willow. Hang out with me and my friends tomorrow. And don't worry, Jackson won't come anywhere near you," George said as Willow stood up.

"I will, George, and thank you," Willow said again. She waved goodbye and left.

"You invited her to hang with us?" Nick said standing in the doorway.

"Yes, I believe her story so I want her to be with you all tomorrow while I do what I need to," George said, his voice dropping slightly.

"What do you need to do?" Nick asked, his brother's tone unnerving him.

"You'll see, Nick," George said smiling at his brother. Nick just shrugged and walked into the kitchen.

The next day when George arrived at school their small friend group ran up to him. Seeing as this was the first time he'd been in school for nearly two months he couldn't blame them.

"George, you're here!" Darryl said hugging the small boy.

"I'm here, Darryl," George said hugging back. Everyone joined in the hug nearly crushing him.

"You're crushing the poor guy," George heard a male voice say.

"Clay, you're back from suspension?" Nick said after everyone let go of George.

"Yeah, they said I could come back when George came back," Clay said as the small boy hugged him.

"Why were you suspended?" George asked as Clay rested his chin on George's head.

"The day after I found out you were in a coma I beat Jackson," Clay said simply, his grip becoming slightly tighter on George at the mention of the bully's name. George just smiled and sighed.

"I thought you said mortals were too stupid for you, Georgie," Nick teased.

"Who said I was mortal?" Clay joked his eyes glinting deviously.

As they were walking to class they passed by two new students. One was dressed in a pair of black dress pants and a nice button-up vest with a white cotton shirt. The one wearing the fancy attire was tall and wearing a bi pride cape and sunglasses.

The shorter one next to him was what shocked the group. He had bright orange hair with fox ears and had a bright orange tail that had a white tip. His nose looked more like an animal than humans as well. He was wearing a pair of black overalls with a white t-shirt. The white boots he was wearing had faux fox fur around the cuffs.

"Did someone say they weren't mortal?" The fox boy said walking up to the group.

"Uh yeah I guess you could say so," George said, not wanting to ignore the boy.

"You hear that Eret? There are more people like me!" The fox boy said excitedly.

"I heard, Fundy," Eret said, a smile twitching its way onto his face.

"Well I was made like this as a child but these people were born immortal! I can see it," Fundy said excitedly. His tail wagged as he looked at his tall friend. Fundy was around the same height as A6d so he still had to look up at his friend.

"How can you tell?" George asked curiously.

"My dad experimented on me when I was younger so there were side effects that stayed with me throughout my youth and carried on into now," Fundy said as Eret glanced at Clay.

"You are a very high-level demon, aren't you. You are a Blazier, a Dark Angel, and a Diatzler. Oh and a Phoenix," He pointed at each of the friends but when he turned his eyes to George he furrowed his brow,

"Your human," Eret said, confused about the small boy.

"Are you sure?" George asked, smirking.

"No, but you're hidden. I can't see your true self," Eret sighed. Fundy looked at him worried.

"What do you mean you can't see my true self? Are you like Fundy?" George asked, intrigued.

"Sort of, I am a Seer," Eret said, taking off his sunglasses. His eyes were a bright white and they seemed to glow.

"Now who are you, Eret, Fundy?" Clay asked the tall man hugging George close.

"I am a government official assigned to keep Fundy away from harm. It just so happens we are best friends. We work to keep people like us, born or made, safe," Eret said as he put his sunglasses back on.

"Well we should get to class, we are gonna be late," Darryl said, making Zak groan.

"I don't want to go to class. Class is boring, why can't we just skip," Zak whined as he pointed to the main entrance.

"I mean we could but we have to be back by lunch. I promised Willow she'd be safe from Jackson if she sat with us at lunch," George said shrugging.

"What do you mean safe?" Zak was confused.

"Let's just say, Karma's a bitch," George said, walking towards the door. Clay grinned and followed George out the doors.