Fresh & PJ NaJ

Memories

Hey there! As promised there will be Fresh's past in this story, although it will contain parts of the present.

(Fresh PoV)

As the coach teacher, Error yelled at us to hurry and go get dressed, I slowly began wandering over to the changing rooms. Once there I headed straight over to the cubical, so no one could see... the scars. A few people would probably assume that I was weird. In my previous school a kid confronted me about why I couldn't just dress with everyone else after all "We're all boys" he proclaimed. Sadly, he then pulled up my shirt, so everyone saw my scars. That was my last day in that school, even in that town. It wasn't too sad though, I never really got close to people enough to miss them. There was never any point, the longest I had stayed in one area was a year, after that I always moved. I moved for many reasons. The first was that teachers often began to pry into my home life after a year of never meeting my parents. The second was that I always felt anxious he would find me.

I finished changing and unlocked the cubical. To my surprise there stood, Pj. He was already dressed and stuttered slightly as he asked "W-would you l-like to walk to the gym with me?" He blushed a little and I thought it was quite cute. NO NO NO. He is NOT cute. I smiled slightly as I replied "Sure, lead the way." He relaxed slightly at that and I wondered if he was really as nervous as he seemed to ask me that.

Once we entered the gym a lot of eyes turned to us and I tried to hide the blush from the attention. 'Why are are they staring?' I thought as the answer hit me. They were staring because me and Pj left the changing room together. Slowly, the attention turned back to the coach as he began yelling in a glitched voice "OkAy KiDdO's NoW pRePaRe FoR oNe Of My FaVoURiTe SpOrTs. DoDgEbAlL" I shivered inside as did many of the other nerds. I worked my way over to Alphys as Coach Error continued "As MaNy Of YoU mAy KnOw, Pj Is ThE cApTaIn Of OuR sPoRtInG tEaM, sO pJ hAs To PiCk His TeAm FiRsT." As expected Pj picked all the jocks so it came down to Nerds vs. Jocks. "Quite unfair" I whispered into Alphys' ear as she nodded agreeing. Coach Error caught us and said "AnYtHiNg YoU hAvE tO sHaRe." Alphys was frozen in fear so I replied "No sir" maybe a bit too confident. Coach Error threw the ball towards me, in a manner making it almost impossible for me to catch. I caught it easily slightly shocking most people but they brushed it of as a stroke of luck. This was going to be fun, and I meant it was unfair for them not the nerds. Curious yet? Fine I'll tell you.

~Flashback~

My father is famous. He is known as the 'Jock of all Jocks'. Kind of a stupid tittle if you ask me. He's  known everywhere, by everyone for his charms, looks, but most of all for being the best football AND basketball player everywhere. He is named Arthur Heart and he sounds great doesn't he. He's not, he isn't nice at all. As his son a lot of pressure is placed on me to be 'perfect', particularly in sports. When I started reading and being more of a nerd my father decided to teach me sports straight from him, but that's not why I do well in sports...

My clearest memory is when I was 7, we were playing basketball in the garden, even though I would have much rather been reading a book, my father forced me to play. Unfortunately, when I tried to shoot the ball into the hoop, I missed slightly. I remember a cold sweat forming on my back as I fearfully told my father "I'm sorry. I'll try it again I'm sorry." This wasn't the first time and I always had the same punishment. I could almost see the flames of rage flickering in his eyes as he approached me. I stumbled back falling over as he stomped closer. I remember feeling a lot of pain, then nothing at all. It almost felt like I was dead and when I awoke I was in the hospital. I was still recovering when I was sent home and told to rest but my father refused my health and forced me to play. I had a broken rib and arm at the time. He did this with every sport  and eventually, I learnt to never make a mistake, and that is how I came to be so good at sports.

Eventually, I had had enough and after a particularly bad incident I was in the hospital once more, but it was worse. My mum, who didn't live with us after dad's divorce, had came to visit me. I loved my mum's visits as dad usually went out. My mum hadn't planned a visit with dad and was hoping to surprise me on my birthday. She came around the back and saw me miss the hoop, but then she saw dad start to beat me up. Immediately, she tried to stop him but he was stronger and kept beating her until she stopped moving... and breathing. I would have helped but my father had cracked a lot of my ribs and fractured my skull. I was barely conscious, unable to walk, so just watched him kill my mother. I hated myself after that. I hated my dad after that. I hated this life. I had enough so I slipped out of the hospital and moved. And kept on moving until now.

~Flashback ends~

Alphys nudged my face as she peered into my face with her worried eyes. I never even noticed but a tear began to travel down my face. I wiped it away while saying "Yeah, I'm fine. Now lets kick there buts!" Alphys looked doubtful but smiled and nodded anyway. As Coach Error blew his whistle I watched as the jock's grabbed the balls and I prepared to dodge. While everyone was only paying attention to Undyne and Pj I started hitting the other jocks. By the time I was done all the nerds except me were out. This was when people noticed that the other jocks had been hit and the tension in the room grew. While Pj and Undyne were confused I threw the ball at them. They noticed and dodged quickly. Now they were mad. I watched as they threw the ball at me from either side so I had no where to run. When Error was about to call the Jocks the winners I did a back flip, shocking Error himself and saving me from being hit. While Undyne was distracted I hit her with the ball and she glared at me. I glared back. I knew their plan, so when Pj threw the ball at me I grabbed it without even turning to look at it, still glaring at Undyne. I quickly shot the ball back catching Pj off guard and winning. Finally, the nerds won. I winked at Alphys in a joking manner (Not Flirting!). She laughed and bounced over to give me a hug. The entire room was shocked as they most likely were questioning 'Is that guy a nerd or a jock?'

Hope you enjoyed this chapter. A lot happened. I didn't want to use the traditional 'Fresh's dad was an alcoholic' so I chose something original. And yes Fresh is a nerd he just has the skill of a jock, but not the strength. Sorry it was all in Fresh's PoV but in the next chapter I promise it will have Pj's PoV as well.
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