The Scholarship || DREAMNOTFOUND

Chapter 6 (George) ✔︎

as a kid.. i always got what i wanted—
games—
toys—
clothes—
everything—

there was nothing i didn't have in my life— some may call me  " George N'Found " the spoiled brat from london—
but that's not what i am, it's just how others see me
unfortunately

but in reality?.. i couldn't be happier, since i have my mom—
dad—
and even my brother wilbur—
yet.. i still struggled with one thing—
showing how much i care about everything and everyone

i always struggled showing my enthusiasm and happiness, i don't know why it's so hard for me to just smile but it was
because of this, i was always avoided by everyone and only admired for my looks from afar—

" be careful with George.. he's very rude "

" he's always giving attitude and being mean to everyone "

" it's okay if he's mean, he's still super hot "

" you need to smile more "

" i wouldn't even try to he his friend, he's just gonna be mean to you "

" he's so beautiful yet such a sour person "

" why don't you try being nice for once "

yeah.. i've heard it all—
but that all changed a year ago when i met him

—

the new semester had begun, new students faces spread across the school—
my dad the principal stood atop of the stage announcing his usual rules and how things are run at the school—

my eyes rolled in annoyance, i gently laid my head back in my chair as i stared up at the ceiling—
same as every year
a large sigh escapes my lips as i thought about the new year and what could happen— i didn't realize that my glasses were falling off my head, until someone caught them right as they were about to hit the ground
i turned around— and my eyes widened at who had my glasses,
a guy.. honey colored eyes—
half split black silky, fluffy hair with a white bandanna wrapped around from his hairline to around his head—
a white v- neck t-shirt with a black long sleeve turtleneck underneath—
black cargo jeans with chains hanging from the belt loops—
and black combat boots—
woah.. he's handsome and he's a new kid

after an awkward moment of me staring at him for a few seconds, he reaches his hand out and places my glasses back on my head
" cool glasses! i have some black ones back home "
his voice was soft and deep, i blushed at his gesture and quickly turned back around in my seat

i could hear him sit back into his chair,
and then the whispering began

" don't try to talk to him sapnap, he's honestly rude and he's the principals son "

" yeah, he's a daddy's boy and get's away with anything that happens here "

" he's the boy with pretty privilege "

sigh.. well there goes any chance i had at making a new friend,
as i adjusted myself back up in my chair— my dad had dismissed the assembly
i quickly grabbed my things and headed to the front of the school to my car
but i was stopped when a hand reached for my arm
" hey! you're george right? " the familiar soothing deep voice came from behind

i turned around and saw the new kid standing behind me with a big smile on his face
" y-yeah? why do you care? "
he looks at me like he's studying me, looking at me up and down and placing an index finger under his chin— after a minute of confusion, he reaches out his hand and places it on my shoulder
" yep, i wanna be friends with you " he said