My Love. My Life. In highschool.

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Name: (please print): Fresh Baskerville

Parents: Mr. And Mrs. Baskerville

Enrollment purpose:

A better place to study and make dreams come true and sprout, or come alive. I also am Fresh. As you know. Not really sure if I should put it in here.

But, my purpose is going to be lifted upon The AU potrol.

Thank you, Mr. Temmie I appreciate everything.

I slammed the pencil on my study desk. I hate how they picked my outfit.

Back then:

I walk in to HQ to see of I had any missions, appears I do. Error handed me my papers.

"so, I have to keep tabs on Nightmare. Dress like a nerd, and be beat?" I asked him, he nodded while smirking. "yep, and me and Ink will be teachers" I groan. "why do I have to be a student? Why can't I be a teacher? I'm old enough" he rolled his eyes playfully. "you're to short to be a teacher, face it shorty"

I face palm and slap his arm away that's trying to poke me.

"Also you can't wear those shades man" I hiss, "sorry, you know how I feel about that shit" he nods and said 'I know'. I cross my arms. "so, I have shaded glasses if you want your eyes to be unseen" I nod and snatch them from being his back. I run before he could catch me.

And he also said I have to live in a rundown apartment, such a good adopted brother, I'll thank you some day.

Not really, you suck Bruh.

I walk to the school, getting glares. I wasn't wearing the dress up Error begged me to wear to school. I put the paper in the mail box and teleport to my 'house'. I walk through the door of my house and make my way to the living room, plopping my bag on the floor and laying down on the couch. I sigh and take off my shades...

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Beep

Beeep

WAKE UP FRESH CHAN! SCHOOL TODAY! TODAY! FRESH CHAN!

beep

Beep

Beep.

Beeee- I rub my eyes and look over to my phone. I grab it and turn the alarm off, I get off the couch and stretch until I hear a satisfying 'pop', which I yawn.

I run to my room and slipped on my closet. I grabbed the plaid shirt. The blue plaid shirt and overalls unbuttoning on strap and letting it hang. I grab shorts. Kakai shorts. I slip all the clothes on, I reach for my glasses, fake glasses, and slapped them on my face. I run out of my room to get my bag, with all my supplies in it already, yay, Error made a little thing like this make me feel... A little, grateful.

A little.

I slapped myself.

Not. The. Time.

I walk out the door, closing it, locking it..

BAM.

I flinch and look in, to see Goldie...  Laying on my floor. "the hq sent me to go with you. Like it or not shorty"