Yes, finally update! *well after working somemore on my chaptered fic I decided to write this* Enjoy!

Nasuada made another failed attempt to get the purple goo out of her thick hair. She bent exasperated under the shower, as the hot water poured heavily upon her. This was yet another lesson learnt well. She had learnt three lessons over the past two days and each of them was learnt the hard way. But this consequence she deemed the most regrettable.

1. Never eat the cafeteria 'special'. No their is nothing special about this mush that is made up of practically everything in the cafeteria that wasn't sold the previous day. Well, that's what the students said anyway. The adults claimed it was only stew, but that didn't convince the children. One it not only did it look like diarrhea, but it was bound to give one diarrhea. Nasuada had spent the early session of her latter classes fumigating the bathroom, for half an hour that afternoon.

2. When a boy offers to follow you and help you with your books at your locker, there is only one thing he is after. Your ASS. No..I am not being kinky. I literally mean your A.S.S. Admition for Serious Sacrifices. Apparently some guys at the school had the view that if they were nice to a girl, they would do anything for them. Namely Murtagh and his posse, who apparently thought they owned the school. And apparently some girls were actually dumb enough to go along with it. Luckily Nasuada escaped before she was trapped.

3. Never try to get in the middle of a fight. Especially one in the science lab. People...and more importantly their hair...are/is bound to get damaged. And so was her fate. The dark skinned girl had tried to stop her new found friend Eragon from punching out this other guy named Orik, who had called him a ......well....you really don't need to know that part. All you need to know was that in return to the short guy's comment, Eragon had broken a rack of test tubes across his face. And being in the way, Nasuada became target for Orik's terrible aim, and got hot purple goo all over her...and more importantly her hair. Hot purple goo...that refused to come out!

A whole hour in the shower, trying to get the stubborn goo from her hair. She growled in irritation and flung the shampoo bottle on the floor. She frowned knowing what she had to do.

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"Jesus!" A long haired girl, about her age exclaimed as Nasuada entered the hall. She and Arya Drottningu had become friends after Eragon had introduced them. They both shared a History class together. Arya tended to be on the more serious side of things however, quite unlike Eragon who was more expressive and emotional. In order to shock the slender girl something drastic had to be done. And indeed it had.

Nasuada stepped into the study hall, sporting a cropped hair style. It was quite a contrast to her once very long hair that had grown lengthily down her back. She felt slightly awkward as she received stares from everyone in the classroom. Her short locks even caught the gaze of the ever nonchelant Murtagh Morzanson. 'Wait wasn't he a grade higher than them? What is he doing here?' she thought to herself as she stared lightly at him. Nasuada, though she hated to admit it, thought him extremely handsome, but buried her admiration of his looks with her disgust of his superior character.

She rolled her eyes at him, as she walked by. He only stared at her, and she could swear she saw a hint of a smile on his pale lips."Gosh, someone going rebel?" Arya pointed at her slightly spiky hair that hid her ears neatly, as Nasuada sat next to her. "No...ask Eragon..it's his fault after all." Nasuada pointed to the blondehaired boy who had just entered the hall. He looked around the room, seemingly searching for them. Once they were spotted his face bore similar shock to everyone else at Nasuada's 'new hair'. He quickly bounded over to them, flinging down a heavy bag and a few notebooks by the table.

"Goo?" he asked, his expression looked pained. "That obvious, huh?" Eragon laughed at Nasuada's carefreeness. She didn't seemed to be excessively bothered about it. "So, how did your dad react?" Eragon, frowned, "he wasn't too fond at the thought of the 'principals child' displaying such behaviour to the fellow student body. He not only grounded me for a month, Murtagh there has to 'stalk' me during his freetime."

"He means check up... Not stalk." A deep voice corrected behind them. The three of them turned around to see Murtagh standing behind them, arms folded, blue eyes emotionless.

Eragon had things a bit harder than everybody else. People would think he would have gotten off easier than everybody else because he was the principal's son. But with Principal Brom, he made sure to both punish him at school and at home. Murtagh, being only eragon's half brother got off a bit easier than him. Eragon's mouth pursed in annoyance.

"You don't have to be here you know Murtagh.." everybody could tell the he was embarrassed.

Nasuada agreed. "Yeah..you don't have to be here Murtagh." she glared at him lightly, remembering when he had pushed her down in the corridor and even later when he "came to apologise" he only ended up purposely embarrassing her in front of everyone in the corridor. Arya only yawned, she didn't care in the least.

"Hm..I can tell someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed." he smirked at her.

Nasuada rolled her eyes at him. "You make my whole day dreary, why don't you just go away."

Murtagh shrugged his shoulders," It may be me...or..it may be the chicken's ass on your head presently." he walked away before she could retort. Eragon smiled humorously when he saw Nasuada's eye was twitching. Arya pulled out a chemistry book and began studying. "You should start reading Eragon, we have a chemistry test after this session."

"What!" Eragon shot up. " I thought we had that tomorrow...I haven't even started studying..!" he squeaked. Nasuada shrugged her shoulders. " I have my first History class right about now, so...good luck with that test." she grunted as she grabbed her books and walked away. As she trudged slowly down the corridor she could tell someone was following her. She spun around to see none other than her new friend's brother.

"What do you want, Morzanson?"

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