George didn't have the best life, his parents had money, But that didn't mean they were the kindest, His dad drank a lot, and smoked, causing george to follow in his footsteps, His mother was always trying to stop him, but to no avail, Clay. or should i say Dream, Has grown up in a rich household, but his school grades, and school behaviour didn't match, Dream and George had a pure HATRED, For each other, ever since they were 12, But one stormy night changes that. TW: Drugs, Alcohol, Smoking, Swearing

"You really didn't need to do that." George took us to another room, he was kind of angry. "No I did." I stubbornly argued. George chuckled as he bent down to look at me, so our eyes could meet. "What's so funny." Still pissed, I crossed my hands in annoyance and anger. "You're so short, you know that." He grinned at my face, patting my head laughing. "Fuck you," I rolled my eyes, giggling taking his hand off my head. I looked up at him, our eyes met, but this time it felt different. Our eyes admired each other. Suddenly it felt like time went in slow motion, like we were the only people in world, like somehow the world stopped just for us. We felt like we weren't afraid of death anymore, our mortal worries no longer played with our minds sitting in the back of our heads. All the anxiety built up suddenly came to a halt. ~~~~~~~~~~~ High school is complete bullshit, the movies make it seem like a utopia and i'm stuck here with ungodly workload of homework and studying. ~~~~~~~~~~~ note: this was my first actual full story, so i'm sorry if it's shitty lol