Tommyinnit's daily life of living in hell (ON HOLD)

Chapter 11.2 - Happy Halloween?

HERES YOUR PART TWO!1!

We make it too my first class, English.

Phil knocks on the door. Someone unfamiliar opens it.

"Oh, hello, who might you be?" Phil asks.

"Hello, I'm George. The sub for MrWasTaken." The guy- George says.

Wait. Why does that name sound familiar.

"Full name is George Davidson."

That bitch.

My eyes harden and i glare up at him." You."

he looks down at me, confused, for a second then," ReallY!? After all this time you still have a grudge against me." He says, exasperated.

"I have a grudge against many people."

"Of course you do." He mutters.

"The hell-"

"Alright!" Phil says, interrupting us." Let's just go in."

We go to my seat in the back.

Phill sit in front of me and Wilbur sits next to Phil.

"So, how do you know him?" Phil questions.

I scoff." That bitch ruined my science project in 6th grade."

Phil looks confused." That was 2 years ago." He mutters.

George then started talking" Alright class, now i know that you may not know who i am," he glared at me to which i stuck my tongue out." so let me introduce myself. I am George Davidson but please call me Mr. Davidson." He finishes.

Everyone in the class makes their own agreement.

Class continues like normal until one person spoke up." Why isn't Mr. WasTaken here? And Is the party still gonna be after school today?" Oh right. The party.

George looks confused for a second then lightened with recognition." To answer your second question: yes there will be party. For the first one though... that's private." He said, with slight hesitance at the end.

Now that got me thinking. Why would Mr. WasTaken not be here today? What the hell happened? And when are those two gonna get married?

...ignore the last one.

Whatever it wasn't like it bothered me.

{time skip to the end of the day} (i hate doing time skips so much)

The day was finally over.

It was only me and Phil now. Wilbur left a while ago because he said," it's important, gremlin child."

Anyways, me and Phil were of tothetzt gymnasium to join the party.

"So, Tommy, what do you think about Halloween?" Phil asked.

"Ummm, well, i don't know. I never really celebrated Halloween."

He paused at that and stopped walking. I looked at him confused." What?"

"You've never been trick or treating? Or watched scary movies?" He asked.

It was something dumb to get embarrassed about, but i was." Well, i mean yeah. Is that a bad thing?" I started to get defensive. This was just to much embarrassment.

"No- well yeah kinda, but that's alright. Maybe after the party is over we can go to the store and get you some candy?"

That- that actually didn't sound to bad." Fine. Sure."

He smiled a little and we walked into the gym.

{time skip again} (fuck me)

The party was boring as shit like always.

 The party was now over and me and Phil were sitting in his car on the way to the store.

It was silent until we got there.

'So what type of candy do you like?" He asked.

I shrugged.

I could never have that much candy when i was younger, even before my mom died, because they always said it was bad for me.

He sighed a little but we walked into the store anyways.

We went to the candy isle and he grabbed a random bag of candy.

We went to the check out and he paid for it.

We got back into the car and he drove away.

"By the way. What's your address? I never got it." He asked.

"Umm... i don't know." I said a bit guiltily.

He just nodded and we headed to his house.

Once we got there he parked the car in the garage and grabbed his keys to open the door.

We got in and he showed me where the guest rooms were.

I went into mine and flopped into the bed, releasing a tired sigh.

I turned the light off and went to bed.

Why am i so fucking obsessed with Hazbin Hotel right now?

Have a great day/night!

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