George's experience in America, so far, could have been worse. Besides the teasing, occasional shoves, and desperate girls, he'd say that he was just getting by thanks to his three new best friends. But when he meets an exceedingly cocky jock who goes by the name Dream, George starts to question a few things. (this DO...
"~𝕴 𝖇𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖊𝖛𝖊 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖗𝖚𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊, 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖘𝖓'𝖙 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖊 𝖔𝖓𝖑𝖞 𝖔𝖓𝖊~" "ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴘᴀᴄɪᴛʏ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴏɴᴇ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴀꜰꜰᴇᴄᴛɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢꜱ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅꜱ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ. ɪᴛ ꜰᴇʟᴛ ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴀʟ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ɪ ɢᴜᴇꜱꜱ..."
"You did good." Oh god his accent. "I don't think I've seen you race that well before." Dream looked over to him, raising an eyebrow amidst his prideful grin. "You've come to my races before?" - Dream likes to race for the rush of adrenaline, and George looks so pretty when he waves the starting flags. - Accelerate wa...
