Kidnapped

Chapter 33: Catchup

Clay POV

We walk into our English class, the teacher was female with dark hair and greeted us with a warm smile.

"Welcome back boys, take your usual seats" she gestures her hand to the group of empty seats at the back.

There was one seat that hadn't been used for a year that was George's, no one dared to use it.

If anyone new joined and tried to sit there they would be met with a bunch of boys protecting the empty seat.

As we walk towards the seats I could hear gasps and chatter, I took my seat and look over to George who had his hood up and head down.

The teacher went back to teaching even with the small chatter going on in the class, most people pulling out their phones.

The whole school lived for gossip and this was certainly a lot.

I see Karl lean over to George, putting his head close to his ear even though it was covered by the hood.

"Are you good?" He asks and I hear a small noise of agreement from George.

We took our books out as well as our pens, most of our attention was on George, none of us knew what he was going through at this exact moment.

We didn't know how school was going to affect him, we just knew it would.

George POV

After calming myself down from a small panic attack I take my head off the desk, taking a book out and a pen.

I see the name Mrs.Kristen written on the whiteboard which I guessed was her name.

I look back at the teacher and come to realise that I knew her, she was Phil's wife.

I had met her a few times when I went round their house and she was just as lovely as her husband.

I refused to look at anyone, even if I sensed the constant stares of others I could feel the darkness of this specific classroom.

A piece of paper lands on my desk from the person in front of me.

I open it up to read 'Hey Gogs, I didn't expect you to be back, wanna talk?' I could tell from the handwriting alone it was Wilbur.

His hair had gotten a lot longer and I almost didn't recognise him without his beanie.

I write a quick 'yes' and pass the note over his shoulder.

He clearly read it and turned around to face me, giving me a bright smile.

"Hey I've missed you, where've you been?" He asks and I shrug.

"Nowhere important, I'm back now though which is all that matters, how's your family been?" I ask and he seems to drop the subject.

"Really good! Phil finally got the guts to adopt Tommy" He smiles, I knew that meant a lot to him.

"Thank fuck I was beginning to think he wouldn't" I smile, I had been trying to convince Phil to adopt Tommy for months.

"I know right? Have you seen Tommy yet? Or even Techno? I'm sure they'd love to see you" He says, his smile not leaving his face.

"Uh well I saw Tommy in his class but I haven't spoken to him yet, I haven't really spoken to anyone besides my group" I explain and he gives a nod of understanding.

"Well you should definitely talk to them when you get a chance, Tommy especially has missed you a lot, I know Phil has been worried sick too" I give a faint smile knowing how much Phil had helped me.

"I'll talk to them if I see them" I smile as he turns back around.

The last 20 minutes wasn't too bad, luckily we weren't left to talk to people if not it would've definitely gone badly.

In a sense I felt kind of lucky that no one was really coming up and questioning me, then again it was only 1st period.

The bell went off as we all started to put our things back into our bags and getting up from the desks.

"George! Oh my god hi where've you been?" A girl walks up to me and asks.

"Please don't stand so close to me" I ask, taking a step back.

"Come on give us the details! What happened? I thought you were dead" he other friend laughs and takes another step forward.

"Stop pestering him and fuck off" Nick says, using his hands to literally shoo them away.

"Go with Karl you guys have art, we will see you at lunch alright?" Clay gives me a warm smile and I nod.

I walk with Karl to our lesson, dodging everyone who tried to talk to me or ask questions.

As we walk inside I feel my phone vibrate, I sit down next to Karl and check my phone.

Mum: Have you seen the news?

George: No?

Mum: You're literally on every channel

George: Already? I've been back for a day

Mum: Please be careful, Paparazzi are probably going to go to the school.

George: Isn't that illegal?

Mum: Nothing stops them from getting a good story

"Everything okay?" I look up at Karl who got out his art stuff.

"Uhh yeah..my mum said that I'm already all over the news" I say, putting my phone in my pocket and taking my stuff out.

"Wow that really didn't take long, drama spreads like a wildfire around here" Karl smiles, lightly sketching his work.

My stomach felt sick just thinking about all the chaos I could be causing just by coming back.

I hoped Tubbo was having a better time.