Fresh's POV
" yo, nerd!"
I turned around just in time to see two jocks running towards me. Even though I've had a scenario like this probably for the hundredth time already, I still felt scared, but this time, the jocks looked different, one, a fish monster and the other a brown beige cat monster. The jocks' fists were about an inch away from my face when all of a sudden, "Hey! Undyne, BP! Get over here now!" The voice was stern with a hint of annoyed. It was also recognizable,
"PJ"
I said a bit too loud.
The jocks -er- Undyne and BP, backed away slowly. The monster that I presumed was BP pushed me slightly as if he was warning me that they'll be back.
Paperjam's POV
Undyne and BP slowly backed away from Fresh. As they approached me with a scornful look on their faces, I looked over at that cute nerd to check if he was ok *wait, CUTE?!?!?Dangit! Not again!* I snapped outta my thoughts before someone would notice. I walked over to check again just to make sure. Sure enough he seemed fine. "Hey, you ok?" *PJ, what the hell?!? He's a nerd, don't ask if he's ok!* I ignored my thoughts and presumed to ask him questions. "So umm, care to give me a review of what that soup thing is again?" I said hand rubbing the back of my head, looking embarrassed that I already forgot
Fresh's POV
"So umm, care to give me a review of what that soup thing is again?"
He looked embarrassed,which for some reason made me blush *Wait, Fresh you can't fall for him , you're a nerd!* I explained anyway while walking into the cafeteria. When it seemed he understood, I walked over to my table not before I gave him a half wave.
Darn, writers block, anyways I'll be updating as soon and as fast as possible.
-B-scotch out!
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//DISCONTINUED//Black and White ( A nerd and jock story)
Fanfictiondon't sue me I'm not rascist I swear. This is my first fanfic pls don't judge me I luv dis ship. If you don't then why are you even here? anyways, there might be a *little* lemon....? if I want to, and I'm probably going to do a lemon. And prepare...
