Fiadd NaJ (Error kid version)

Chapter 4

A/N just to be clear, I do not agree with anything the original creation of the NaJ AU has done.

"'oPeN hoUsE' is oN FriDaY." Mistake said at the dinner table. Hearts thought for a moment. He doesn't really work during the daytime. Who would go to the club at 1pm? He could go of course. He could see just how many friends Mistake had and how nice his teachers are. Of course if they weren't being nice to him, Hearts would have a lovely chat with them. Hearts smiled at the thought of Mistake generally smiling with his new friends.

"I believe I could go if it isn't too late." Mistake looked at him from under his beanie. He had made it a simple black with red stitches that you could occasionally see in the beanie.

"4pm tO 6Pm." Time is meaningless.

Hearts said he would go, which made Mistake internally groan. More time in that pitiful building. The cafeteria looked like something right out of the television, like that prison documentary.

"And if anything goes wrong I could send you off to home tutoring with the neighbor next door." He was actually talking about Granny G. Mistake liked her cooking and she actually provided him with the materials to sew. He thought she was alright.

"YeAh yeAH oK." Mistake smirked with amusement.

...

"Are you going to the open house today?" Killer asked with a sigh. They were getting their stuff to leave the classroom. The class had just ended.

"YeAh HeARts tHouGHt iT wOUld bE FUn." Killer looked at him with a questioning glance. He never mentioned this "Hearts" before. Mistake just ignored the look, not really knowing what he was trying to say.

"wOrsT cAse SceNaRio, I LeAve aNd nEVer sHoW mY FACe agAin."

"What." Mistake gave him a wry look. He tells Killer to not worry about it.

Killer thinks of Mistake of a friend. He never shows any signs of abandoning him, ever. Though, he is still quite worried about him. Mistake couldn't have gotten those scars of just innocently falling. Some of them might not even be scars, they might be wounds, fresh wounds. He always glanced around the room cautiously, as if looking for possible threats.

Could he still be getting abused by someone? Who was this new person he speaks of? Someone named Hearts. Mistake seemed rather fond of them when he spoke of them. Who are they? A brother? Friend from another school? Maybe even lover. Killer doesn't know. If they were a parent, why didn't Mist refer to them as mom or dad?

It was only the first week of school, Killer reminded himself.

Killer has never seen Mistake eat something-

"yeAH, weLL bYe." Killer blinked out of his daze when Mistake walked away from him to his next class. Mistake always said his goodbyes in a almost awkwardly tone, it almost always made Killer laugh or smile, which felt good. It felt good to smile. Laugh. Killer hopes he makes Mistake feel the same. What was friends for?

The next time Killer would see him is at lunchtime.

...

Mistake got out of playing most games in uh P.E which stands for Physical Education.(Yeah Mistake knew that, never has he not known that.) Hearts didn't want him to get more injured than he already was. Mistake, though, was more worried about hurting the kids than himself. He could lash out and destroy everything. Maybe kill some people too.

He was always, what the kids would say, benched. Always bringing a doctor's note. (Which of course was forged, whatever that meant. He had no idea where exactly Hearts got it. He only handed it to him one day and told him to give it to the P.E teacher).