A Different Path III NaJ!Fresh X Reader III

(3)

I ran off to the cafeteria and got in line. As I reached for a cup of pudding, a dark hand grabbed my wrist. I recognized the yellow and pink tips.

"Hey baby~"

"Hey fart face."

I spat, venom clear in my voice. He growled.

"Alright, KID. You don't talk-"

"I talk to you however I want fart face."

"Why you"

He threw a punch and I was out of the way before he drew back. He tried again and I kicked him in the groin. (Youch) He groaned in pain and his knees were shaking. I looked him in the eye.

"I never fight indoors. Not seriously. Meet me at fence gate."

I grabbed my pudding, paid for my (f/f), and sat down next to Fresh. He looked at me in surprise and his friends looked to me in awe. I looked up from eating my food. Swallowing, I said 

"Yes?"

"S-sorry! I-it's just..."

"Go on.."

"W-e've never s-seen someone s-stand up t-to P-Paperjam." 

"Well, I'll just be the first!"

I laughed to myself and saw the others had smiles on their faces. Fresh gestured to his friends.

"This is Alphys,"

"H-hi."

"That's Napstablook, but we call him Blooky."

"...hey..."

"And he's Papyrus, nicknamed Papy."

"Hello!"

"Hi! You guys should already know me. (Y/N), (Y/N) (L/N)."

"We do! You have a good reputation going around with the teachers."

"Nice to know it's good and I'm not on their bad side!"

We continued to eat lunch and enjoy friendly conversation until I felt a tap on my shoulder. Fresh's knee, which had been touching mine, started to shake.

"I accept your challenge. See you after school, babe."

Paperjam walked too far away before I could smack him in the face. I just groaned and sat up. I noticed everyone was slightly shaking. My face twisted into concern.

"Hey...are you guys okay?"

"Y-yes but w-we're worried f-for y-you."

"Is this cause of Paperjam?"

They nooded their heads.

"It's fine! I don't really like fighting, but that doesn't mean I'm not good at it!"

"O-okay."

Conversing returned to normal. Turned out I had history next with Fresh! We were walking there together when he stopped.

"Ah! I forgot my notebook!"

"It's fine just give me you book you have right now. I'll bring them to class for you."

He put his books in by grasp.

"Thank you so much (Y/N)!"

"No problem!"

He took off running and I chuckled. That kid..

Fresh POV

I messed with the lock and was about to open it when someone slammed me against the lockers. They turned me around and I saw a pissed off Paperjam. I gulped and felt myself starting to shake. He put his arms at my sides to prevent escape.

"I told you to stay away from (Y/N)!"

He punched me and I fell to the floor. Continuously, he kicked and punched.

"...p-please...someone....help me...."

Nobodys coming....

I'm going to die....

No one cares...

"FRESH!"

"(Y-Y/N)?..."

Sorry for such a delayed chapter! I've been getting lot's of requests for an update. My god! If you didn't see the message, I'm currently in testing, so I'm pretty damn busy. I just realized how fun writing this book is, I think I'll do more. Maybe more for "Dust Off Your Hands" ??? Tell me the most wanted to update story and I'll do it! I promise! Kirby out!