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[starryluce]

p.s i love you

Dead Poets Society Rewrite 

Neil Perry x reader

Rated- A (anyone)

Warning- grammar errors 

Words-951

Chapter 1- Dorms and Study Groups

“Tradition! Honor! Discipline! Excellence!” all the boys yelled in unison, taking a seat. Nolan continued his speech, bragging about the 75% of graduates who are now attending Ivy League. Welton Academy was a strange place, an all-boys school, besides you. You were the school’s “guinea pig”, to see how having girls at Welton would work out. However, it’s been 3 years and they still haven't come to a decision whether girls being there was a good idea, but then again they have let you stay all this time that had to be a good sign right?

After, what felt like hours the ceremony finally ended. All the students saying their goodbyes to their families. The 7th grader cried and begged their parents not to leave. But how could you blame them? Welton was a living hell.

“Ms, (y/n), I’m glad to see you back again this year,” Nolan said, shaking your hand. “Thank you, Sir” you responded, before walking off to say goodbye to your family

---

You walked to Neils Dorm after setting your luggage in yours. You knocked on the open door as you watched Neil set his stuff down.

“I missed you,” Neil smiled at your words, turning around and walking over to you to hug you. You immediately put your arms around his neck holding him tighter. “I missed you more,” Neil whispered, kissing your temple.

“Oh come on, you saw each other like last week,” Charlie interrupted, barging in the room. “It’s been a month” Neil corrected, pulling away from you. “You should learn to mind your own business” Neil complained, as you sat on the edge of his bed. “How am I supposed to mind my own business, when you’ve been in love with her for three years but won't ask her out,” Charlie whispered, just loud enough for Neil to hear. Neil looked at you, you were introducing yourself to Todd. “She could have heard you,” Neil lightly slapped his arm.

“Heard you did summer school,” Charlie said, changing the subject. As Meeks and Knox walk in. “Yeah, chemistry. My father thought I should get ahead.”

“Well, Meeks aced Latin, Y/n can ace AP U.S Government and I didn’t quite flunk English so if you want, we've got our study group,” Charlie stated

“Hey, I never agreed to this,” you argued

“Please?” Charlie pleaded dramatically, getting on his hands and knees by your feet

“Okay, just promise you’ll never do that again,” You joked, Charlie smiled getting off the floor

“Neil?” you asked, making sure he was also in

“Sure, but Cameron asked me too. Anybody mind including him?” Neil asked

“What's his specialty, brown-nosing?” Charlie asked in response

“Hey, he's your roommate,” Neil stated

“That's not my fault.” Charlie retorted

“Nobody is excited about Cameron but no one objects,” Meeks noted

Neil walked over to sit by you, Charlie scooted over giving him room. Meeks, Charlie, and Knox began introducing themselves to Todd. “I’m sorry, we couldn't hang out more this summer, but you know my fath-,” Neil began but got cut off by you. “I understand,” you said, leaning your head on his shoulder, as he wrapped his arm around you and rested his head on yours. Someone knocked on the door.

“It’s open,” Neil stated

His father walked in the door. Neil immediately took his head off yours and let go of you, standing up. “Father. I thought you'd... gone.” Neil said as everyone in the room stood up.

“Meeks, Charlie, Knox, Y/N,” Mr. Perry began “Keep your seats. How's it going?”

“Fine, sir. Thank you.” Everyone replied

“Neil, I've decided that you're taking too many extracurricular activities. I've spoken to Mr. Nolan about it and you can work on the school annual next year.” Mr. Perry said

“But father, I'm assistant editor,” Neil explained

“I'm sorry, Neil.” Mr. Perry apologized, but everyone knew he didn't care.

“But father, it's not fair,” Neil responded, keeping as calm as possible.

“Would you excuse us a minute?” Mr. Perry asked, but it was more of a statement.

Mr. Perry and Neil walked outside the hall. All of you sat awkwardly listening to the conversation. Your name was brought up by Mr. Perry, he claimed You were not good for him and a distraction and he should try an avoid you. This made all the boys give you a sincere look as you just stared at the ground. You could hear Neil faintly say “Keep her out of this,”.

You heard Mr. Perry leave and Neil appeared in the doorway soon after, having a slight frown on his face. “Why doesn't he let you do what you want?” Charlie asked                  

“Yeah! Tell him off!  It couldn't get any worse.” Knox agreed

“Oh, that's rich. Like you tell your parents off, Mr. Future Lawyer and Mr. Future Banker!”Neil pointed out, taking the school annual achievement pin off his shirt and hurls it at his desk.“Don't tell me how to talk to my father when you're the same way. All right?”

“All right. Jesus, what are you gonna do?” Knox asked

“What I have to do. Screw the annual.” Neil stated              

“I certainly wouldn't lose any sleep over it. It's just a bunch of people trying to impress Nolan.” Meeks added. Neil hits his pillow before lying in his bed. You scoot over so you can reach his hair, running your hands through It and massaging his scalp. Neil relaxes at your touch. “I don't know about anyone else, but I could use a refresher in Latin. Eight o'clock in my room?” Charlie suggested. “Sure” Neil responded

“You're welcome to join us, Todd.” Knox added before Charlie, Knox, and Meeks left.      

Chapter 2

[starryluce]

p.s i love you

Dead Poets Society Rewrite 

Neil Perry x reader

Rated- A (anyone) 

Warning- Charlie says sex but that's about it

Words-1139

Chapter 1

Chapter 2- First Day 

The boys left the room leaving you, Neil, and Todd. Neil walks over to his desk, picking up the achievement pin that he threw. Todd is busy unpacking, he pulls out a family portrait. The portrait had his mother and father with their arms wrapped around who you assumed was Todds older brother, and a bit farther away stood Todd. You sat on the edge of Neil's bed, trying to think about what your next move should be. Should you comfort Neil? Give him space?

“So what do you think of my father?” Neil asked blankly, glancing over at Todd 

“I’ll take him over mine,” Todd response quietly, almost as if it was to himself. 

“What?” Neil asked.

“Nothing.” Todd quickly responded. “Todd if your going to make it around here, you've gotta speak up. The meek might inherit the earth but they don't get into Harvard. Know what I mean?” Todd nodded

Neil sat next to you, still holding on to his achievement pin “The bastard!” he shouted, jabbing his thumb with the metal point, drawing blood. 

“Neil stop,” you said calmly, taking the pin out of his hand. Neil staring at the blood coming from his thumb. You grabbed a tissue that sat on his desk and cleaned up the small amount of blood that was on his thumb. 

“Thank you,” Neil said sincerely, giving you a small smile

--- The first day of class was bright and clear. The junior boys were in and out of the bathroom in record time. Neil found you in the hallway, Todd not being too far behind him. Neil moved his head down giving your cheek a quick kiss before walking with you to chemistry. 

“Are you ready for your first day Todd?” you asked the shy boy.

“No,” he stated plainly, looking down at the ground. 

Neil's hand brushed yours, causing you to interlock your fingers. Neil could feel his cheeks burning up already. The boy could never understand why such a small gesture could make him turn to putty in your hands. How could a boy that radiated so much confidence not have enough to confess his feelings to you? Entering the Chemistry lab, you saw Knox, Charlie, Cameroon, and Meeks already seated. In the front of the room stood a balding old man, holding a massive textbook. --- After getting assigned loads of homework by multiple teachers. You all arrived at your last class of the day. English. All of you dropped your books on your desk and fell into your seats. The new English teacher was wearing a white button-up with a tie but had no jacket. He stood in the front of the room staring out the window. 

You could feel Neil staring at you for what felt like hours though it was only a few seconds. You eventually turned your head to the side to look at him. He gave you a small smile. Keating walked down the aisle between you and Neil making you lose eye contact.

“Oh Captain, My Captain. Who knows where that's from?” Keating asked energetically, he looked around the room, no one raised a hand. “It was written by a poet named Walt Whitman about Abraham Lincoln. In this class, you may refer to me as Mr. Keating or ‘Oh Captain! My Captain!’” Keating stated, walking out the door. Everyone looking around, Neil looked at you, you gave him a shrug, not sure what was going on. “Well we better go with him,” Neil said, leading the class to the back of the room. Neil took your hand in his as you all walked down the hallway into the Honors room. “Can't you two just have sex already, I'm tired of looking at the two of you being all cute,” Charlie suggested, walking in-between you and Neil your hands being pulled apart. “Charlie will you just shut up,” you said, Charlie put his arm around you “Maybe I will. Just for you though doll,” Charlie flirted, letting out a small laugh, you removed Charlie's arm off your shoulder. Neil felt like his heart was about to drop, he knew you wouldn't date Charlie. But what if you change your mind? Did you even like him the same way he liked you? 

Neil felt his hand being grabbed again by you. You gave his hand a soft squeeze. The action caused Neil to blush lightly. 

The walls of the honor room were scattered with old photos, some dating back to the late 1800s. Shelves that held trophies. “Mister... Pitts. An unfortunate name. Stand up, Mister Pitts.” everyone laughed, while Pitts stood up. “Open your textbook, to page forty and read us the first stanza” Keating stated, while Pitts turned his page

“Gather ye rosebuds while ye may. Old-time is still a flying And this same flower that smiles today Tomorrow will be dying."

“Gather ye rosebuds while ye may.” Keating began “The Latin term for that sentiment is "Carpe Diem." Anyone know what that means?” he asked the class, Meeks instantly raised his hand. “Carpe Diem... seize the day,” Meeks stated

“Very good, Mr....?” Keating waited for Meeks to answer “Meeks.”   

“Seize the day while you're young, see that you make use of yours. Why does the poet write these lines?” Keating asked. “Because he's in a hurry?” Charlie questioned jokingly 

“Because we're food for worms, lads!” Keating begins, “Because we're only going to experience a limited number of springs, summers, and falls. One day, hard as it is to believe, each and every one of us is going to stop breathing, turn cold, and die! Stand up and peruse the faces of the boys who attended this school sixty or seventy years ago. Don't be timid, go look at them.” Keating concluded

Everyone gets up and walks over to the display cases. Faces of young men stare at us from out of the past. 

“They're not that different than any of you, are they? There's hope in their eyes, just like in yours. They believe themselves destined for wonderful things, just like many of you. Well, where are those smiles now, boys? What of that hope?” Everyone stares into the photos fascinated about what Keating is saying. “Did most of them not wait until it was too late before making their lives into even one iota of what they were capable of? In chasing the almighty deity of success did they not squander their boyhood dreams? Most of those gentlemen are fertilizing daffodils! However, if you get very close, boys, you can hear them whisper. Go ahead, lean in. Hear it?”

"Carpe Diem, lads. Seize the day. Make your lives extraordinary." Keating whispers as loud as he can

You, Todd, Neil, Knox, Charlie, Cameron, Meeks, Pitts all stare into the pictures on the wall. All are lost in thought.