Techno's POV
Honestly, my first day at Pixel High wasn't terrible. I got to see Dream in one of my classes. Going off the plan I came up with, the one I told Wilbur about, I threw almost everything in my bag at him.
Am I proud of myself? Yes, absolutely. Did it annoy him? Most likely. But the most important question, was I caught? Hopefully not.
During the day, I saw some of the others in the group chat, but never really saw Dream again. That was until I was heading to one of my last hours.
"-lcome to Pixel High!" Was the last thing I heard before face planting into the hard tile floor. As I turned my head, my eyes were met with green eyes and a freckled face.
Dream...
"Ah shit, sorry Techno!" His face turned a bright red as he scrambled off. Once standing, he reached out a hand for me. Accepting it, he helped me to my feet. I turned slightly, being met with a really tall and skinny guy.
Shit, what was his name again? Ranboo? I think that's what it was. Met him in a previous class.
Looking back at Dream, I could tell he was flustered.
"So, you moved here or somethin?" He asked, attempting to put as much confidence as he could.
"Yeah," I said. "We should head to class though."
"Oh, right!" Dream smiled and snaked his hand to mine, interlocking our fingers. I could feel my face heat up as eyes began to drift towards us.
...
Screw it. I don't care. Actually I might, but I won't let it bother me. I feel happy with Dream, and they can suck it up. I don't care.
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Dream's POV
Run into Technoblade? Sounds unlikely. Accidentally knock him over? Totally unheard of. ALMOST CRUSH HIM INTO THE FLOOR? DEFINITELY NEVER BEEN DONE BEFORE-
When our eyes met, my stomach flipped, making me feel sick. I wanted to barf, then and there. But if I did, Techno would probably never talk to me ever again. So, I held it back, and said, "Ah shit, sorry Techno!"
I scrambled to my feet and offered a hand to help him up. Mustering up as much courage as I could, I asked, "So, you moved here or somethin'?"
"Yeah," he began, "we should head to class though."
Fuck class. I wanna skip just to spend time with him. FUCK OFFFFF SCHOOOOOOOOOO-
Anyway.
As we headed to our last classes, I decided to make a move. I slithered my hand into Techno's, locking our fingers together. Eyes began to glare, and all I wanted to do was throw a chair, maybe set them on fire. I want to give affection to my lov-
DREAM WHAT ARE YOU THINKING?
DON'T YOU DARE FINISH THAT THOUGHT! WHAT WOULD TECHNO THINK?
What would...
"Hey, Techno?"
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Kek another cliffhanger :)
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IT WAS FUNI FOR ME WHEN YALL WERE YELLIN ABOUT LAST CHAPTER'S CLIFFHANGER I'M SORRY, IT WAS TOO FUNNY-
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FanfictionTechno wasn't social, so when he got a text from an unknown number, he didn't know what to do. That was, until Wilbur took maters into his own hands.
