Chapter 1

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Ink's pov:
  "Ink, you get the female lead as Maria," the theatre teacher tells. Hey I don't mind the female parts, I can look pretty good as a female and act pretty damn good. "Dream, you get the friend Marie, Jeremy you get The friend Jupiter. Error- wait where's Error?!" exclaims my theatre teacher, Mrs. Cherry. I roll my eyes. Late again.

"Here I am, Rany!!"
I turn around to see Error. He always calls Mrs. Cherry by her real name. It's only because she's nice to him. "Oh!! Well Error, I assign you as the lead Male! Joseph!! Ink is the female lead,"
Oof.. That was unexpected. I've never seen Error act though so I'm not one to judge.

"WHAT?!" Error shouts. Now I feel offended. "Error, you're so talented!! You're doing it for me okay?? Besides, Ink can help you remember your lines," Mrs. Cherry explains. Error sighs. "But I don't want that freak nagging me."

Oh come on...
"He will be only helping. Now," Mrs. Cherry gives out the rest of the parts. I and Error glare at each other. He then looks away, giving his attention to some girls. "Why did you let him call you a freak, Ink??" Asks my best friend, Dream. "You know it doesn't bother me. Anyway.. You got Marie!! You'll have just as many lines as me!!" I exclaim happily.

(Later(
Error's pov:
"I'm failing?!?!"
"Yes, Error. I will make you fail and you won't graduate. I'm done with your slacking," my math teacher tells me. I growl. "I suggest you get a tutor. Ink will do good, he's making a 100 in here. After school every weekday for one hour, if Ink says you didn't show up you're getting in a lot of trouble."

I clench my hands into a fist. This is ridiculous. "Fine," I leave the room. Great, now I have to see that weirdo everyday after school.

(Lol after school)
Inks pov:

I walk into the lunch room. At least Mr. Brown is paying me for this. While I wait for Error to get here I set out my notebook and math book. Just then Error walks in. "I have a list of subjects that douche said I'm failing in..."
Error slams the paper on my notebook, making me jolt. I frown. "That wasn't necessary, Error.. Come on sit down. You have to promise me something.."
"What?"
"You have to promise you won't fall in love with me."
"Trust me, Ink, I won't fall in love with you."

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