NaJ PaperJam X Fresh | One Crazy Story

Chapter 2

I saw PJ. He was wet and mad.
I'm so dead, I thought as he stood there. He grabbed my collar and pulled me to his face. Really close to his face. And pushed me against the lockers. My face heated up and I was breathing heavily. I was pretty much shaking too. "Look. I don't like you. And I NEVER will. So do that again. I will surely END YOU." PJ said as he dropped me. "And I'll make if it's VERY painful." PJ said as he walked away.
Scary. Very, scary...
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I heard the bell ring. Shoot I thought as I got up and ran to get my stuff from my locker then to class.
When I arrived at class, I looked at Mrs. Ink. I was out of breathe. She looked at me worried. "Are you OK, Fresh? And why are you late?" I had my hands on my knees breathing heavily trying to catch me breathe. I put a hand up and put out 1 finger trying to signal 'One moment. Let me catch my breath' {Fudge logic!}
"Sorry I'm late Mrs. Ink. I was... " I heard foot steps behind me. I turned around and saw PJ. He had a cup in his hands. Oh goodness... He then said "We were buying you a coffee. I-- We know how much you like them." Mrs. Ink eye-sockets lit up. "Really?" She said trying not to get too excited. "Yup." PJ said as he handed her the cup of coffee. "Thank you! You can go sit down!" She smiled at us. She started her lesson back up. I on the other hand glared at him as we walked to our seats. "What?" He glared back. But twice as hard. I flinched a lil. "Thanks..." I felt my face heated up and look down. "Whatever..." He said as he sat alone. I sat in a corner alone since none of my friends have this class.
Mrs. Ink was talking about a project. Then she said "You won't be working with partners since this is to see how good you are at art and how we can improve." She gave a warm smile at us. Thank you Jesus! I can't draw when if my life depends on it. And if I worked with a partner... I would humiliate myself. You're probably wondering why I wanted to take art... Because Mrs. Ink is the best! She is so nice to me.
I heard the bell ring and that snapped me out of my thoughts. I grabbed my stuff and was about to walk out the door until... "Fresh...? " I turned around. "Hmm? " Mrs. Ink said
"What really happened before you came in. You we're breathing heavily. For 1. If you bought a Latte... You wouldn't be running down the halls.
2. I know when PJ lies.
3. You two don't get along that well... Yeah I've noticed since day 1
And
4. You're never late to class unless something happened.
So... Spill it.
"I... I... " I was speechless. "Come on Fresh. You have another class." She said as she looked me in the eye. "It was PJ wasn't it."She said as she got closer. "W-Wha..." I said. I forgot how good she is at reading people. Not only that she's known me since I was a kid. She good friends with my mom so... "Hmm... " She said getting closer and I backed away. She then stopped. And said "If you don't tell me..." She looked like she was like she was making an excuse. She suddenly smiled. An evil smile. "I'll tell your mom you we're late to class." My heart stopped for a minute. "B-But!!! She'll take my phone for like a week and then I can't watch anime and update my post!" I whined. "Then spill" "Fine! Fine! Fine!" I told her everything. Including the part where I poured my drink on PJ. She started laughing when I told her I poured my drink on him.
After I told her what happened, she was about to say something but the bell rang. "Oops. Didn't mean to keep ya long. But I don't have classes last hour so I'll walk you down so you don't get in trouble." She said whole smiling.
When we arrived at my next class the teacher looked at me and was about to ask why was I so late. But then she saw Mrs. Ink. Mrs. Ink told her that she was talking and sorry she kept me. "Alright then. " Mr. Milk [I do NOT care.]
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It's been a week since I almost died from the hands of PJ. And it's Thursday I'm in Theatre. Yup! I survived PE! But sadly in Theatre there is a sub. Ms. Cookie is absent. But our sub is nice. His name is Ms. Nana. She said we should play a get to know each other game so we're all on a circle. She was about to announce the rules. "OK! So the game is called Friendship. We're all friends here so we're going to get to know each other better. " She said. Friends? I only have 3 friends in this school and they're in a different class. People don't like me because they think it's weird I hide my eyes. But that's a story for later...
Either way if they know me they can use it against me. Not only that Lina and Undyne the un-dieing beast that messes with me and my friends, is here. So if she hears something she an use it against me. Hopefully, her fish brain doesn't work during this time.
"Rule 1. No lying. I know when someone is lying.
Rule 2. Don't ask anyone inappropriate questions.
Rule 3. Don't make others feel bad
And lastly
Rule 4. Don't. And I mean DON'T ask someone laugh at someone.
I know that goes with Rule 3 but I want that clear. Now let's begin!" She smiled and said "I'll start us off." Please don't pick me. Please don't pick me.
Those words ran through my head. "Undyne. What is one of your fears? " She looked up. "I have no fears." She gave a smirk. "You can act tough all you want, but everyone has fears. Just say it. " Ms. Nana said looking at Undyne. She groaned and said "Lava. It's lava... I mean I'm a freaking fish! It's understandable. " She said. She has a point. Ms. Nana giggled. "OK Undyne ask someone else a question. "
The questions have been going on and no one picked me yet. Lina was picked next. Before she asked someone Ms. Nana interrupted. "No one has picked Fresh yet." She said as she pointed at me. I hate getting attention... "I-I mean... I-I-I'm not really interesting so... " Undyne laughed and said "Got that right." Ms. Nana glared as Undyne stopped laughing. Lina groaned irritatedly. Then she smirked. "Do you have any phobias? If you do, name ALL of them. Please?" She smirked.
Why does life hate me so much!?
"Nope! " I lied trying to get away from that question. But Ms. Nana caught on. "You're lying. You know the rules. " I sighed. "I... I-I... " I didn't want to say my phobias... They're so embarrassing and humiliating. "Come on. Don't be afraid. " I took a deep breathe.
"Arachnophobia (Fear of spiders)"