New Day, New School (Chapter 1)

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Key:

(y/n): Your name

(f/c): Favorite color

(E/c): Eye Color

(H/c): Hair Color





(Y/N) POV

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! You wake up hearing this and realize that it's your alarm clock. "Oh it's already 7:00? But I don't wanna go!" You say as you continue to stuff your head into a pillow. "Come on, (y/n) you've gotta go." You tell yourself. You get up and get dressed. It's been this way for a while. Ever since your parents died, you've been forced to look out for yourself. You've made some friends along the way but you still feel the same. Once you finish, you eating your cereal, you head out the door. "Hey (y/n) wait up!" You hear this and turn around, only to get dog piled on by Frisk and Chara. These two have been your friends ever since you can remember and never left your side since. "So what classes do you have?" Frisk asked. "I don't know, I didn't check the schedule they sent to me." You say. "Same!" Chara said giving you a high five. "Ugh, you guys are both so careless. Here." Frisk said handing me and Chara our schedules. "Ugh.... I've got Algebra." Chara said with a groan. "Heh... sucks for you, I've got Art." You say with a smug grin on your face. "No fair!" Frisk and Chara both said in unison. "Alright. Alright. Let's get to school and then start arguing, okay?" "Fine...." Chara grumbled. You walked in the door and you, Frisk, and Chara were in awe at what you say. The school was cleaned and polished. "So I've gotta go, my first class is Chemistry." You said zooming off in the distance. "Alright, meet us at lunch!" Frisk and Chara yelled. "I will!" You yelled back as you zoom to class hoping to be on time.

(Time Skip to the middle of class)

"It seems we have a new student." Gaster said. "Y/N, why don't you introduce yourself to the class." He said with a smile. You got nervous. "Introduce myself? Sure, why not?" As you said walking to the front. When everyone looked at you, they were in awe. You mentioned that your (e/c) is normally (f/c) but changes with how your feeling. Right now, since your nervous, your eyes are a little gray. "Thank you for that charming introduction, (Y/N)." When you sat down, your eyes returned back to (f/c) and you took notes while in class. 

(Time Skio to the end of class)

When I was leaving class, someone tapped me on the shoulder. You turn around to see a girl that has black hair with pink on the ends, with a purple sweater with a pink stripe, wearing a pink skirt, brown boots, and neon pink eyes. "Hi, I'm Betty". She said. "Hi. I'm (y/n) but you probably already knew that." You say. "Well yeah, you just told us. Are you new here? Let me show you around." She said "Thanks! I'd really appreciate that." You say.  As you realize you've gotta go to your second class, you tell Betty this. "Thanks for showing me around Betty! I hope to see you soon." You yelled zooming off into the distance. Little did you know, she was thinking about something entirely different.

Betty POV

As I watched (y/n) zoom off, I laughed. Not a sinister or maniacal laugh, but a genuine laugh. (y/n) made my soul feel so warm. It wasn't anything burning but it was fuzzy. "(y/n) would make for a perfect friend and a perfect partner." I say. I go on onto my next class and I can't stop thinking about (y/n). Maybe I'm dreaming. Yeah, I probably am. I see Akuma crawl up onto my head almost knowing what I needed right then and there. "Don't worry Akuma, I feed you soon...." I said as my eyes started glowing neon pink. "Let's go get some lunch Akuma." I said in a much creepier tone. Akuma barked happily as we go to find our next meal.


Y/N POV

As I headed off to lunch, I saw Betty in the hall. "Hey, Betty!" I yelled, getting their attention. "Oh, hey (y/n)" She yelled back. "I'm heading to lunch with my friends. Wanna come?" You asked her. "Um maybe later. I gotta do something real quick." She said. "Ok then, see you later." You say walking off. As you turn around, you see her petting a pink blob. You probably think your eyes are playing tricks on you but you still can't shake that feeling. The feeling of fear.....


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