Only if I'm not dead by June ✨- dsmp highschool au

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TW: swearing, s3xu@l abuse (no details), blood, violence, underage drinking, mentions of drugs, details of stabbing someone (not really stabbing, killing with knife ig)

-George pov-

Two hours until hell breaks loose. WHY DO I HAVE TO GO TO THE FUCKING PARTY? It's not like my presence will change anything. There's no point in me going anyways, but Quackity insisted on me going, so now here I am preparing myself to survive hell. Wait what do I wear? I'll just ask Quackity.

Drug Dealer

You: WHAT THE FUCK DO I WEAR

Drug Dealer: IDFK

Drug Dealer: A DRESS?

You: no

Drug Dealer: IT'S PART OF THE DRESS CODE

You: THERE'S A DRESS CODE?

Drug Dealer: YES SO U BETTER WEAR A DRESS

What the fuck. TIME TO FIND THE DRESS FROM 3 YEARS AGO. It's in here somewhere, but will it fit? It better fit, I'm not buying another one. Maybe I can borrow one from my mom or something. IS THIS WHY HE WANTS ME TO GO TO THE PARTY SO BAD? THAT MOTHER TRUCKER I WILL KILL HIM. Anyways, I found a skirt from like 3 years ago, it's just a simple white tennis skirt, that still - kind of - fits. I'm not looking for any longer just to find the dress and there's no way I'm telling my mom about this. I don't need photos of me wearing a skirt that's too short for my liking, WHY IS IT SO DAMN SHORT I SWEAR GOD HATES ME OR SOMETHING. I'll just add that blue shirt on top.

---------- around 2 hours later ----------

Quackity really wasn't kidding when he said he's renting a limbo. There's a rainbow limbo that's long as fuck parked in front of my house. Where tf did he even find that... nevermind, WHERE DID HE GET THE MONEY.

"GOGY GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE." Quackity yelled, throwing a box of tissue out of the window.

"COMING, YOU DICK."

I hear a very loud language from the limo.

"GOGY YOU LOOK HOT IN A SKIRT." Tommy yelled through the window.

"AS IF YOU'RE NOT WEARING ONE." I yelled back. God he's annoying.

"I'm not, no one else is."

Wait. WHAT - THAT MOTHER FUCKER!

"QUACKITY YOU BITCH" I yelled running towards the limo.

"LANGUAGE!"

"AFDJFADNVNKKHDKDH" Quackity laughed hysterically.

"HOW COULD YOU! YOU KNEW I WOULD ACTUALLY WEAR ONE."

"I was just doing Dream a favour," he snickered, smirking.

"QUACKITY," Dream yelled, throwing a book at him.

"C'mon dreamie boy, we all know that you would pay to see gogy in a skirt,." Sapnap teased.

"Who the fuck brought a book to the party?" Tommy asked.

Bad just gave up.

"Me, is there a problem with that?" techno said, annoyed. "Now can someone give me my book back?"

"Here." Ranboo said, passing the book back to Techno.

Techno continued reading while the others had a debate on who can drink the most alcohol before passing out. There's something wrong with them. The driver just looked like he's done with life.

"Are we there yet?" Tubbo asked for the 100th time.

"FOR THE 1000TH TIME TUBBO, NO." Wilbur replied.

"It's definitely not been 1000 times, 300 max." Tubbo replied.