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Hello my fellow readers of mine, guess ur still reading my crap. Just saying but this is gonna be in a NAJ AU, NaJ stands for "Nerd and Jock"

Mk, hope you enjoy this once again piece of trash.

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{Nightmare's P.O.V.}

Ooh fun, another shitty day at school! I love being constantly woken by the yellow blob version of me. I also love walking 5 kms just to stay in a deformed building for 6 fucking hours! Oh I'm overjoyed.

I got dressed for the day and put on my black bomber jacket. It had hints of purple that matched my goopy self.

"Brother!! Hurry up!! The two of us are going to be late!!" He said. I slumped my backpack on and followed my brother on our way to hell.

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{Ink's P.O.V.}

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock and got out of bed as I turned it off. I can't wait to get bullied! I can't wait to eat lunch alone! I can't wait...
to see HIM... Why am I even saying that? He'll never like someone like me...

I sighed and got dressed for school and put on my everyday scarf, which was brown and was covered in small notes.

I put on my paint splattered backpack and then went out the door as I took a grabbed a granola bar from the counter. I was now on my way to hell.

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{Third Person's P.O.V.}

Ink and Nightmare only had 2 classes with each other. Art, and Physical Education. Nightmare wasn't a big fan of art, and Ink wasn't a big fan of Physical Education.

Ink walked through the halls just to be tripped by Fell, who was laughing at him. Ink rolled his 'eyes' at him and picked up his sketchbook as he stood back up just to be smacked in the face. "HOW DARE YOU ROLL YOUR FUCKING EYES AT ME" Fell shouted, but not too loud so Fresh won't censor him.

Ink stared at him blankly, as if he didn't have any emotions, then walked away without saying anything. "WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING!?" Fell said as he followed Ink. "I'm going to class idiot, I suggest you go to class as well" Ink said flatly. Fell got triggered, he didn't like being called an idiot or anyone who talks back.

He clenched his fist, ready to punch the artist in the face. He swung his hand, but Ink teleported away before he got hit. "WHAT TH- WHERE THE HELL DID HE GO!?"

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Nightmare was on his way to art class, but he got stopped by a very angry looking Fell. "Who got you boiled up now?" He asked with a sigh. "I-It was the stupid artist!!!! He keeps on talking back at me!!!!!" Fell said angrily. Nightmare was surprised, almost no one talks back at Fell but himself.

"Well good for him honestly, seems like he ain't that much of a weakling himself" Nightmare said followed by a chuckle.

"I'm going to class, see ya after schools or something" Nightmare said as he walked away and through the door.

He thought about what Fell had told him, did that shorty really talk back at them? Speaking of that, he saw Ink sitting at the back table of the classroom drawing. He wanted to talk to the other about what Fell said, so he came over to the table and sat beside the artist.