-Fresh's p.o.v-

"Let go off me!" I hissed.

"Wait for a bit, they're going to run by here again" he growled, tightening his grip around my body.

I would've just punched him, but my vision got clearer slightly, I noticed his arms were wrapped around me, his chest on my back and I blushed, shoot shoot shoot. FRESH Calm down. Calm down, don't get embarrassed, just calm down.

I kept repeating those words in my head and noticed the room was... small...

I felt my face heat up even more as he moved slightly, I could feel his breath on my skull which made me feel a weird tingly feeling. I tried to hide my face but he held onto both of my arms. I squirmed, feeling embarrassed as I felt as if I was heating up. Please please please let me go.

I couldn't even say anything, my voice didn't come out as if something was stopping me. Fresh calm down, don't let him see your face. I immediately looked down, tensing up.

"P-Paperjam let me go!" I finally said, "Shut up for a bit" he whispered-yelled to me. "I can't shut up a bit! Look at our positi-" before I could finish, he turned me around and glared at me, but when he looked at my face, he blushed.

I thought he would let go of me, but instead his reaction was very... over-dramatic...

He moved back, crashing into the door and tripping when it opened. I fell down with him and then our position got even worse.

-Paperjam's p.o.v-

"Darnnit, that hurte-"

I looked down just to see Fresh underneath me, how did he?! ((It was maaagic))

I could feel my face heat up as he used his hand to cover his face. I was about to get off til' I started hearing screaming and yelling. I looked over to see the group of people who were following Fresh...

That's when I felt my face became hot, I quickly got off Fresh and shook my head "It's not what it f*ckin looks like!" I yelled and they all ran off. F*CK

I glared at Fresh who was blushing... alot...

I looked away, the urge to help him up was strong, it was just... too strong...

I took out my hand so he could grab it, he did and I helped him up. Looking away as I rubbed the back of my skull with my other hand. S*it, I should be beating him up by now! What the hell is wrong with me?!

Before I could say anything, he smacked my hand and then fled. Well f*ck you!

I hissed as I walked off, i'm not gonna deal with this s*it anymore.

-Fresh's p.o.v-

I was in the bathroom, silently screaming in my head and wishing that none of this would have happened. I was by the stall Pj kicked down, I wonder why the principal didn't even fix it yet... Why is Pj so cool...

Wait what did I just think? He's not cool at all! He's rude, mean, cute, and a jerk!

Hmph!

Wait what did I say again?

Shoot! Stop thinking about that! You're late for class!

I quickly ran out of the bathroom, going to my next class which is art.

I barged into the classroom, noticing Mr. Ink holding a book looking over to me. "Fresh?" he said and I nodded my head, giving a nervous smile. He gave me a warm smile, "We were just talking about an art project we're going to in the near future."

I nodded my head again, he then pointed at where my seat was and I sat down to a short student. She didn't really talk much, I was about to talk to her til' Mr. Ink started talking about the art project. Of course, I wouldn't like to be disruptive...

I wonder how Pj's doing...

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I GOT 642 words on this one. Welp! I need to make it 1000 on the next one! *I hope*

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