Secrets (NAJ Freshpaper)ON HIATUS

Chapter 3- Waking Up is the Hard Part

Bzz bzz bzz.

The young teenager groans, shifting.

Bzz bzz bzz.

"Nnnnnnffivveee more minuttttesssszzzzz....."

BZZ BZ-

Fresh slapped the alarm, it shutting off instantly. Fresh yawns, stretching, searching for his glasses, smelling toast and orange juice. Fresh grabbed his glasses, slamming them onto his face, his vision being restored. Fresh paused. It was all a dream? No famous, no love, no nothing? Fresh flopped back into his bed, groaning loader, trying to fall back asleep.

Fresh lay in bed for what seemed like forever, before getting up angrily, reaching out for his glasses, slapping air onto his face, he was already wearing his glasses.

He walked out of his room, yawning. That orange juice smelled really good. Fresh loved fruit and vegetables. . . . . .and all food. He did his usual schedule, dressing, showering, redressing, pep talk, brushing teeth, breakfast.

"OH GOD!!!" Fresh howls, spitting out his orange juice. Cray looked at him, snickering. "GOD DARNIT CRAY, YOU WATCHED ME BRUSH MY TEETH YOU DOUCHEBAG!!!"

His adopted brother who looked almost exactly like Fresh roared in maniacal laughter. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA KARMA IS A BIIIIIITTT-" Cray froze mid word, seeing the smug look on Fresh's face. "- of trash. Yes. A bit of trash. That is definitely what I was going to say......gosh Fresh, tell dad and I'll murder you....plus, dad said not to say 'God' like that, not everyone's an athiest...."

Fresh snorted, rolling his eyes. Kaden would never do that to him. Plus, Cray doesn't know.... He got here after 'the incident'. "Whatever, loser, you're just jealous because you're not the favorite child, and chu like being babied awound wike dis don't cha?"

Almost instantly Fresh knew it was a bad idea, but Fresh didn't regret it, even after he was chased out of the house, barely having time to grab his backpack. Fresh was luckily much faster, his soul animal was a cheetah. Kaden didn't know what soul animals were, for he was a human, but they're a very easy concept to grasp, it was basically just spirit animals, with a few differences. The main one is that you have to have really want to summon it. It works best when you or someone's life is on the line. It can be pulled out of you, though, Fresh thought it was very painful, but that was because his soul was in his eye, at least that is what he was told.

Fresh got to school quickly, panting heavily. He quickly went to his first class to avoid bullies.

Mr. Dream smiled widely at him, Fresh giving him a small smile in return, sitting down, staring at the ceiling which was painted to looked like a sky, and radiated the same energy as stargazing. Fresh took out his book and started reading it, he found astrology interesting. Dumb, and not real, like God (No matter how many times Kaden and Cray insist it is). Dumb, and interesting.

Pj yawns, tuning Dream out. He was extremely bored. He ripped the corners off the paper he was supposed to be writing notes on, but the inky skeleton was copying Fresh's notes but changing them slightly so it wouldn't be obvious. He crumpled the pieces of paper into balls and flicked them at the small nerd taking notes. Fresh jolted upright, squeaking and looking around to see who threw it. 'Idiot. So idiotic.(No matter how many times he got the questions right). Idiotic, yet completely adorable with his baby face.'

Pj smiled to himself, the bell ringing loudly. He got his stuff together and headed off to gym-

-or as Fresh calls it, hell hole. He had only been here one day and he already hated it. Which was sad, but everything just sucked.

"$3√3π |aP$$!!!!" He howled.

Oh boy.....