(Y/N) POV

"(Y/N) you need to stop skipping class! You might get expelled!"

"Fine fine! I'll stop!

"Good!"

"Of at least try to . . ."

"(Y/N)!"

"Hey blame Airhead and his posse of jerks!"

We laughed together as we got in the car.

"I have to pick someone up okay?"

"Can we sing together? Please??"

"Fine."

"Cause it's too cold

For you here

And now

So let me hold

Both your hands in

The holes of my sweater."

"And all I am is a man

I want the world in my hands

I hate the beach

But I stand in California with my toes in the sand."

He stopped the car and waited, but I barley noticed.

"Use the sleeves on my sweater

Lets have an adventure

Head in the clouds but my gravity centered."

"Touch my neck and I'll touch yours

You in those little high waisted shorts

Oh, she knows what I think about

And what I think about

One love, two mouths

One love, one house

No shirts, no blouse

Just us, you find out

Nothing I really wanna tell you about no

'Cause it's too cold, whoa

For you here

And now, so let me hold, whoa

Both your hands in the holes of my sweater."

The car door opened and someone got in. I was too in the moment to pay attention.

"And if I may just take your breath away

I don't mind if there's not much to say

Sometimes the silence guides your mind

So move to a place so far away."

"The goosebumps start to race

The minute that my left hand meets your waist

And then I watch your face

Put my finger on your tongue 'cause you love to taste yeah"

"These hearts adore, everyone the other beat heart is for

Inside this place is warm

Outside it starts to pour"

The car began to move again.

"Coming down

One love, two mouths

One love, one house

No shirts, no blouse

Just us, you find out

Nothing I really wanna tell you about, no no no

'Cause it's too cold, whoa

For you here

And now, so let me hold, whoa

Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

'Cause it's too cold, whoa

For you here

And now, so let me hold, whoa

Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

Whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa whoa

Whoa, whoa whoa

Whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa whoa

Whoa, whoa

'Cause it's too cold, whoa

For you here

And now, so let me hold, whoa

Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

It's too cold, whoa

For you here

And now, so let me hold, whoa

Both your hands in the holes of my sweater

It's too cold, it's too cold

The hands of my sweater."

I gave a closed eyed smile until I heard clapping. I looked behind to see Airhead! I began to growl. Chara immediately answered.

"Calm down sis, Error is away with Ink for Valentines. So we're taking him to school for a few days."

My growling didn't stop, but went quieter. I puffed my cheeks and looked out.

"Aw, is little Princess bothered by me?"

My eyes turned small and flared up. I turned and gave Airhead a crazed smile. I was about to rip his head off when the car came to a sudden stop. Chara stuck his head out the window.

"Hey Fresh! Need a ride?"

"Uh s-sure."

Fresh walked into the car and sat on the opposite side. An uncomfortable silence entered the car, so I guess Fresh and Paperjam decided to ask me questions.

"How old are you?"

"17."

"How are you 17 and us 18, but in the same grade?"

"Skipped eighth grade."

More and more stupid questions until they asked one at the same time.

"What happened to your parents?"

My body tensed. I could tell Chara's did too. I pulled my backpack on and got out of the car.

"I'm walking Chara."

I began to walk off when I heard Fresh.

"Wait (Y/N)!"

Then I started running. Running like there was no end to the road. I was panting heavily when I was at the school. Then I went the my locker and put my stuff away. I entered homeroom and saw the substitute.

I sat down and listened to music until I heard the bell. The school b1tch, aka Bunny, raised her hand.

"Mr. Nightmare? Aren't you supposed to be the history teacher?"

"Yes, but I will be here for art. Mr. Dream will be for PE."

Cheers ran out and I let a small smile slip. Then Nightmare looked at me.

"Hey you're Cross's niece right?"

"Yeah."

"Where's Chara?"

"Dunno maybe at class?"

"Don't try to back lash me with sass."

"Sorry, it's just that I have a skele-ton of puns that you would find humerus."

He laughed and everyone stopped except me as I laughed. Then Nightmare clamped a hand on his mouth.

"MR.NIGHTMARE LAUGHED!!!!"

He blushed purple and coughed. Then proceeded to teach.