Pj and Fresh walked through the halls together to their lockers after the last class of the days.

"What are you doing after school, Fresh?"

"I-I just have to s-study for our test tomorrow." Pj leaned closer to Fresh, Fresh pauses what he's doing and glances at Pj. "W-What are you d-doing?"

Pj stands straight up quickly and goes to unlock his locker. "N-Nothing!" A pink blush dusted his black cheeks.

Fresh looks back to his locker and continues working away at the lock, Pj leans in again. Right before Pj could get close enough to kiss Fresh, a cold, locker door met his lips. A quiet groan escapes his mouth

Fresh peaks around the edge of his locker door, "P-Pj, why are y-you kissing my locker?"

Pj pulls away from the locker and turns away a bright pink blush coating his face. "N-No reason it was j-just an accident."

The hallway went quiet as neither of them were talking, Fresh finished putting away his books and closed his locker making Pj jump from the sudden noise. Fresh giggles, "Sorry, Pj."

"It's okay, ready to go?"

Fresh nods and Pj grabs Fresh's hand pulling him out to the door. A deep blush covered his face.

His heart seemed to beat faster as he glanced up at Pj. Pj had started running to hurry home, Fresh couldn't keep up and let go of Pj's hand as much as he didn't want to. Eventually when Pj had reached the street they needed to cross he glanced back to see Fresh far behind him.

"Hurry up Fresh," Pj jogged back to where Fresh was and leaving his bag to hang on his arm; he turned his back to Fresh, "Hop on I'll give you a ride."

"N-No that's okay I-I can walk." Pj picks Fresh up, Fresh squeaks and hugs his Pj to make sure he doesn't fall. "P-Put me down please,"

Pj shakes his head, "I like to carry you," he says with a quick peck on Fresh's cheek. Fresh blushes and nuzzles his head into Pj's neck to hide his blush, which made Pj chuckle.

I just based this off a chapter in a book I read