4. Bart Simpson

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please ignore the title i'm just watching the simpsons

side note:

『••"I look up "Lewis Highschool Brighton" and my jaw immediately drops

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『••"I look up "Lewis Highschool Brighton" and my jaw immediately drops."••』

I was right. How am i going to survive private school?!

I look more into the website, noticing the small details such as the green color in the background and the photos in the top left corner slowly fading and coming back.

Then, as i'm reading over some info about the school, i glance at a number i see; it reads, "Currently, 221 students are enrolled!"

221.

(i'm gonna be doing classes kind of like elementary, where there's one teacher for all subjects so it's easier.)

That means.. 11-13 students in each class. Great. I look at the very bottom right corner of my laptop, 7:14 am. How long did that take?

I stand up quickly, putting on black socks to go with my outfit. It's only 7am, and i'm really tired. I could go back to sleep.. yeah i'll do that!

And there i was, laying in my bed, trying to sleep.

Keyword: trying. Since i had already gotten up and woken my body up, it was hard for me to fall back asleep. But, i eventually found a comfortable position and let my mind take me to a new place. School.

-it's a dream from here on-

Where am i..? Oh, it's the highschool. "Thomas, hurry up to class!" i hear somebody shout at me.

I wander around the hallways, peering through door windows and popping my head around various corners when i hear a loud "Thomas!" from behind me.

I swiftly turn around, not wanting to be in trouble more than i already am. "I said get to class! Why aren't you in class?!" the mysterious person screams at me.

"I-I don't know where my class is." i mutter.

"And why not?" 'mystery boy' questions. "Because i've never been here before." i say to mystery boy.

"What do you mean you've never been here before? You have gone to this school ever since you 'graduated' middle school!" mystery boy shouts at me.

I start to crumple on the ground and hold my arms above my head, blocking myself from getting very many injuries. I look up to see a dark figure (mystery boy) holding back it's fist, then as soon as it's fist meets my body, i see a flash of light.

Woah. Why do i keep having nightmar- well, i guess daymares- whatever.

What time is it?
11:38 am.
Oh god.

I stand up a bit too fast, and straighten out my clothes. Then i take my shoes and slide them onto my feet. I then look around my room for a box with the word "Electronics" on it. Here it is!

I take a small watch out of the medium-sized box. I slap it on my wrist before realizing the time is off. Fuck. I take it off and start pressing random buttons until i line the time up with my phone perfectly. 11:41 am.

a/n i'm so tired but you guys deserve a chapter :)

I open up my blinds to let the sun flood into my room, but i notice something across the street. In the window. How did i forget?!

I then sprint across the hall to my bathroom and start combing my hair and brushing my teeth like it's a date or something. (IT ISNT)

I walk back into my room, and lock my eyes onto my phone. Shit! How did i forget to talk to Tubbo?

Tommy
hey big man, i'm sorry i haven't texted you since i moved i was a little busy

Tubbo
it's alright! how are you doing now?

Tommy
i'm going okay, how are you?

Tubbo
i'm pretty good, i miss you a lot though.

Tommy
that's good, i miss you too. i have to go now tubbo, bye!

Tubbo
talk to you later!
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What time is it?

11:58 pm.


well that's a wrap. not for the story, but the chapter. i hope you guys liked it!

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