Bad grammar. I know. Whatevs.
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I hurriedly took my backpack, put my breakfast in it, wore my shoes and went out my house. Im gonna be late!! Damn the broken alarm clock...

I ran to school with the highest speed I could, almost hitted my head in the eletric pole. Luckily I reached through the gate just before the bell rang 3 seconds... Thank goodness... Another day to school again....

I climbed upstairs to my class. My class was on the 2nd floor and you could say it was the most chaos class of all the grade 9. The students yelling everytime, destroying things in the class and blame to the night class, and of course, bullying me, not just fighting but dirty things and thoughts... I hate them... But I couldnt do anything... They're perfectly well liars, I know. Dont judge a book by its cover. I tried to talk to the teacher about they bullied me, and guess what did he say? Being the one who's blinded by the book cover, "What are you saying? The students at this class is very nice and well politely! Dont worry, I'll sure that you just dont get used to them". Oh well... Luckily it was the 9th grade now...

I'll soon get away from this... that was what I thought.

The class was still noisy as usual. Very quietly, I walked to my seat, sat down, and took a new story book written by my favourite author, read it while waiting for the teacher. Not so long later, he arrived. And Im not suprised when the noisy class turn into quietly, like nothing was just happened.

- Alright class - The teacher began to said - Today we will greets a new student. He's older than us 3 years old, but I really hope you all will be nice to him, like we always do.

Like we ALWAYS do? Oh please...

- Come in!

He walked in. The look of him is enough for me to describe this guy. Black hoodie, covered almost all of the face. White pale skin. Simple jeans. And black sneakers. Clearly to said he was an emo guy. I could heard whispers about him. The teacher continued:

- Now let's see where should we put you in... Oh! There's still a blank seat! Please take yours.

Oh sheet.

I took a slightly glance next to me. Blank. Tch... whatever. My life is worst anyways...

He slowly tooks his steps, walked to the seat next to me, still stand up and said:

- Im Reaper. Reaper Sans. Nice to meet everyone.

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Da heck?

Ok-so-like-this-I-know-the-surname-Sans-is-very-common-and-mostly-all-of-the-guys-had-that-surname-will-got-a-very-wierd-name-as-a-guy-next-to-our-class-named-Error-Sans-and-I-dont-know-why-but-what-the-heck this guy had a name of a death god??

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Interesting

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His name was already a warning: dont mess up with him.

And he sat down.

And the lessons were continued.

Breaktime

I took my breakfast out and wonder what did mom wanted me to eat today. Baked potatoes. Um.... no. I was feeling kinda bad for her because she did cooked for my breakfast... but... my stomatch could handle starving.

- Anyone baked potatoes?

3 seconds later and my breakfast are all in the fat guy's hands. At least just thank you me for giving it. Whatevs...

- You know... breakfast is really important, but I dont think those potatoes will be tasty. - An 18 years old voice was being heard, calm and chill. Did he just... talked to me?

I turned next to Reaper, looked at him. Interesting. I dont really want to answer him. The fact that, Im not the one that always shy, but... it's kinda awkward...

- Awkward? Comon'. You'll soon get used to talk with the person 3 years older than you and we're classmate.

- H-How did you know what I was thinking?? - Suprised and shocked, I stared at him. And I found another fact. His hair was black, yet still have some sparse white.

- You just split it out. It's your fault.

Oh

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Ok

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Great job me

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Great job

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F*ck

- Tch... whatever... - I said, looked away, found myself acting so wierd. Of course I did acted so, I havent prepared for this situation. Normal.

- Hey, kid - He said to me again - How about we get some hotdogs for both you and me? Im starving too.

- Um.. well... I dont have much money... so...

- I'll buy for you. Just wait.

And he ran away.

What a wierd guy... Oh wait... I was acting like a wierdo too. I laughed a little to myself.

- Hey, freak!

This voice... again. I turned around to saw her, just only to pleased her without being smashed by something. I said, calming my voice as I could:

- What do you want?

- Oh my! You're talking to me like I've done something bad to you... Oh wait I did! That because you're disgusting and useless.

- What do you want? - I repeated

- Oh what I want? Excuse me, but listened up, freak. You was just talked with HIM, not you start it first, but HIM. He started talking to you, that's mean you'd have a thing with him, right?

Like seriously, I was got too tired, or I was exhaused to heard these things. Just because I was easy to talked with anyone, boys too, doesnt mean I love them. These "I-am-a-lady-and-Im-acting-like-a-true-lady"  just only the kids who always jealous with very stupid thing. I dont care.

I said with a cold voice, mixed with tiredness:

- I dont care. If you want him, then go ahead, instead of watsing your precious time slighting this freak for nothing.

- Oh my! Dearly thank you so much for your "advice"!! I hope for you one day you'll never existed in this world, being a dirt in my eyes!

- Why dont you just wish for me that I did never existed in this world, instead of "will"? That'll be much easier, right?

- You're really annoying, arent you? - She said with a fretty tone, then threw her hair ups, walks away.

Just in time Reaper came back.

- Here, kid - He puffed and panted. In his hand is 2 newly cooked hot dogs.

- Jeez, Reap. Do you even need to run like that? - I asked, got a bit pity to him.

- Well, normally I'll just lazily walk as slow as I can. But for you too, right?

He smiled at me. My eyes wide opened after the last sentence, looked at Reaper again. This guy's really wierd...

- Oh well... thanks then. Honestly to say, I was s-PEACH-less

Now Reaper's eyes wide opened, then he started to laugh at the terrible pun I did. Ey. I continued:

- What? Why'd you laugh? That was TEAR-ible.

- Pffft. Nope, kid. Im the pun guy, but that was EGG-cellent!!

We both laughed to the puns we did. True may it was bad, but worth it.

- And did you just call me by nickname?

- What?

- You was just called me "Reap".

Oh sheet. Again.

I was just wanna digged straight now. Why'd I done that?? Stupid me...

- H-hey!! I was just... um... I didnt meant so!!

- It's ok, kid. Thought... it's been quite a long time since I've heard that... word...

His face showed depression and sadness. Somehow I was feel sorrow and regret for that... I done a mistake.

- No, you didnt do anything mistaking. You just the 2nd person called me "Reap". And that name's really makes me got a feeling... you really looks like him...

-...... I'm sorry... you dont have to....

- ..... Geno....

Geno...

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Geno?

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Kill me plz

1207 words not including 4th wall, only story. Interesting

DONT EVEN THINK IM ADDING DETAILS!!! Well Idk if I did or not but THESE THINGS ARE REAL HAPPENING IN MY DREAM!!!! I dont know what have got into me anymore...

Why the heck I dreamed Reaper said I look like Geno? Da hell?

Sadly this dream only stop at this point so yea very sorry.

I hope I'll dream this again and gonna write more.

So yea

Bye

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Frick you alarm clock...