everyone was happy for karl, sapnap, and quackity, including dream. george was happy to know that dream wasn't homophobic like the other dumb boys at their school. dream was definitely like other boys.

-

the next day at school, george wanted to do something to take his mind off dream. he saw a few posters hung up for music class. george had a special place in his heart for music, and this was the perfect oppurtunity to use his singing skills. the music class would be after school, so he didnt have to miss any regular class.

- after school -

george walked up to the band room where the music class would be, and walked in. the only person he saw was a tall boy with a sweatshirt and a beanie. his brown fluffy curls were peaking out of the beanie, he had a warm smile. "hi, im glad im not going to be the only one here." the boy said.

"hi" george says quietly, he was never an outgoing person like karl. "the teacher bailed because it was only me.. but i think i know enough about music to teach this class, maybe not a teaching degree but thats fine." the boy says and george notices the guitar. they both laugh at wilburs comment.

"my name is wilbur by the way, you?" george liked that name, wilbur. "im george, are you any good at the guitar?" george asks. "i guess i am, ive made so many songs. they have never eally been noticed before, though. i reckon that i just need some more practice."

"i bet you are great! can i hear one of your songs?" george asks, interested. "of course!" wilbur says. "this is the first song i ever made, i can sing you the first part of it"

M'lady
Can you hear me?
Please don't block my number again
Look, I've jumped through all your hoops
We got off on the wrong foot
But I want to prove to you
That I'm not obsessed with sex

george giggles at the last line and claps. "that was amazing, wilbur!" george compliments. "thank you, george. the songs kind of silly, but i put a lot of feelings into it." there is a moment of comfortable silence. "so you have any talents?" wilbur asks. "well, i might sing." george says, unsure if he has talent.

george sings one of his favorite songs to wilbur, and he is amazed. george has an angelic voice. "that was amzing, gogy!" wilbur says. "gogy?" george asks and laughs. "yes, its time for us to go home sadly. but maybe we can eat lunch together tomorrow?" wilbur asks, desperate. "of course! you can also meet my friend karl." george says. "great! bye gogy." wilbur says as he picks up his guitar and heads out to his car.

- lunch the next day - (thursday i think? bare with me ;-;)

dream, andrea, quackity, karl, and sapnap are all sitting at the lunch table from the days before. george meets wilbur at the entrance of the lunch room and drags him to sit by him, while george sits by karl. all of a sudden andrea give wilbur a dirty look. "uhh, gogy. that there is the girl i told has no talent.. she wanted to be in one of my music videos and well she sounds like a dying chihuahua. and she was so rude! i never got a girl singer for my video, either." wilbur whispers in georges ear. georges eyes widens, knowing that andrea is going to make a comment.

"dreamie!" she whines, "thats the boy who said i sounded like a pig being slaughtered when i sing!" george and wilbur tries to hide their life and they can see dream smile a bit at the comment. "andrea, dont make a scene. he is obviously no better than you." dream says.

this is where george comes out of his shell. "wilbur works so hard on his songs! he wouldnt want a rude girl that thinks she can sing ruin it. plus will is such a unique person and wouldnt want a basic bitch to be in the video anyway. she would totally ruin it." george says. andrea gets up and slaps wilbur across the face, then dragging dream out of the lunchroom. dream mouths a quick "sorry" before being pulled away by his maniac girlfriend.

"wilbur, im so sorry! are you okay?" george says concerned. "yeah its fine gogy.. that was actually pretty funny." wilbur starts laughing. the remaining people at the table just stare at the red mark on wilbur's face."

"george.. good job! you finally came out of your shell, even if it wasnt in the best way." karl laughs.

-after school music "class"-

george walks into the band room and wilbur is already there strumming the guitar. he always did it so beautifully, george wish he could play the guitar like that.

"hey gogy, i was waiting for you. how about we just go to my house today? my parents arent home to annoy us." wilbur says. george agrees since the band room was old and falling apart anyway.

-

once they are in wilburs room, george takes a look around. there are old discs all over his walls and a few polaroid, addition to a few guitars in the corner. george recognizes someone in the polaroid.

"will, is this sapnap? in this polaroid right here?" george asks. "oh yeah, we used to be freinds. you know before he became friends with dream." wilbur responds. "so you are telling me that he just ignore you!" wilbur nods. "why doesnt he ignore karl then? he isnt that popular, he hangs out with me for gods sake." george says.

"i guess he actually loves karl." wilbur says.

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