/.W's POV./
It's been almost a year since Quackity started staying with us. We're both now in our last year of school, very excited to get out of hell and begin our lives together.
We've already found a nice apartment near a very good university I'd like to go to. Quackity is planning a gap year and getting a summer job somewhere, and hopefully by next year we'll have our own place to call home.
Everything is perfect. Everything's exactly where I want it. This is exactly where I want to be..
Then I sit down in the principle's office.
"Mr. Soot, this was found in your locker. We have no choice but to expel you." The principle set a small bag of marijuana on the table.
Oh fuck. Well, not bad. It isn't mine, but that won't effect me terribly, right? Wait-
"That isn't going to effect my grades too much, right.? I'm still going to be able to go to the University of Chicago, ri-" The principle laughed, cutting me off.
"UChicago?" He chuckled, clearing his throat after a moment to calm himself. "Son, you couldn't get in there before."
"..What?"
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RandomAlex Quackity and Wilbur Soot have always hated each other. Sure, they barely talked, but they both shared a rivalry. No one really knows why- apparently neither do they, but over time the hatred becomes more of a.. "fondness" when Wilbur's little b...
