Game | Dream & Technoblade |DISCONTINUED | FREE TO ADOPT|

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I was having a hard time Wilbur was so ready to place the last wool incase it all goes wrong and all of his team is on me I can confirm I was very much far away from wools this was a losing match I mean it's not big of a deal we already won 8 of them what's wrong with losing one they can visibly see my body relaxing as my grip with my wooden axe "Don't you dare, don't you fucking dare throw this game! you low life!" I can hear Blue's angry voice through the discord call "You can do this Reed!" I hear Boblox supportive screams and calls "Clutch this one, Reed, Ace this one" My eyes widen as my grip with my axe tightens and proceeded to attack them and try to take over the offensive

That time I came home with my shortened hair and the words played and practiced in my head Meemaw's eyes widen as she calls mom and hugs she looks at me worriedly as she calms down as she saw a very happy and genuine smile in my face No ounce fear, anxiousness or anger is sensed in me a few minutes later when mom got home I lied to them that my hair got caught in the fan and the teacher had to cut it off good thing they didn't really hurt me or I'll explain that too they were worried at first but calmed down when I said I wasn't hurt and the situation was handled and send me home well that was what Technoblade told me to say

Apparently, school called Mom and let me have a free day tomorrow so I can rest I guess and maybe see anything about the boy named Technoblade with such a unique name let's just say I'm quite curious of his existence

I was walking the halls quite confused as to why Reed haven't approached me yet trying to convince me to play video games with her I won't admit it but I like her presence it was a bright light that can shine up my dark room but I can' t get close to her after all my reputation what would people say me getting close with the school weirdo and also our social status and I know to myself that there are some dangerous people want me dead and I don't want an innocent to suffer the consequences of my predicament I just shook it off and go to my class and she'll eventually show up to pester me not like I look forward to it

I sat on my chair laying out my stuff when a boy with glasses sat next to me I look at him he's usually at the back of the class I wonder why he's here his name is Blade Minecraft, one of Philza Minecraft son's the creator of the game changing Minecraft gear Is there something he need? He doesn't seem the type to mooch off of someone unlike most, he then face me "Technoblade" he said and offered a hand I see he uses some sort of alias huh? I wonder why? "(F/l/n)" I introduce myself as well but he probably knows who I am for I quite shook the school when I first came here He was waiting for me to shake his hand but I made no movement he just awkwardly cross his arms and cleared his throat I raise my brow as if asking what does he want?

"Reed" he just said and it definitely piqued my interest but I didn't show it "You're a friend of hers, right? I always saw you together" more like her following me like a lost puppy yeah you can say that we are always together "We're not friends we're merely talking about business"

"A country bumpkin and also a bit of an airhead is talking with you... about business"

"Tutoring business... I tutor her"

"A first year tutoring a second year" He raised a brow quite confused "Ask the principal not me" he just hummed then continued "Reed is getting bullied"

"Of course, she is she's considered the school weirdo and another one of the outcast why is it surprising that she's getting bullied"

"Well, that's one of the reasons but you're the root of it"

"Are you accusing me on picking on someone weaker than me" Technoblade scrunch in disgust and anger "That's not what I'm saying but you have to work on your superiority complex" I rolled my eyes at him and telling him to just continue and not waste my time "You're the root cause of it because she's getting close to you, and you know how kids are... very jealous"