Inseparable

Chapter 7: School Project

*Chica's POV*

It's back to Monday so that means school again. Yay! Always fun right? Least I can see Bonnie again. I had to leave yesterday morning so I haven't seen him for a bit.

Getting out of my mom's car and landing in the grass just on the edge of the parking-lot I waved at her. After I quickly turned and headed into the building. I feel much safer there than out in the open, guess it's just myself telling me something will happen to me if I don't.

Out in the hallways once again everyone was in the place at the same time. Only difference this time? I couldn't keep up with everyone and ended up slamming into a locker. When looking up to see which one I hit and was pleasantly surprised to see it was actually mine. What kind of luck this that? Giggling at the thought I grabbed a few things while also putting others in. 

Honestly I should probably put something on the outside of my locker so I don't forget where it is. Despite running into it and probably never gonna forget it but it'd be nice. For now though, homeroom.

The sound of my feet echoed as I moved on the tile floor, it's nice though. Getting into the room Bonnet was already at the cluster of desks that served as our assigned area and she waved me over. I don't know if I skipped to my seat but I got there somehow and that's all that matters.

"Hiya Cheeks. How's it going?" she asked, me sitting down all the while. Sitting my book on the desk I wrote "Did you just come up with that. Toy sounds like somebody that would give me that name." she just giggled at it.

"Yeah pretty much." she clapped her hands together, she looked unnaturally excited despite knowing her for like a couple days. The sparkle in those eyes aren't hard to spot when you have the time I have to look.

"Anyway again how's it going?" she asked once again. I forgot about that question though the pink bunny didn't seem to mind. "Pretty good all things considered." Bonnet had to crane her neck to see that one. I should probably think more ahead of time where to put things.

"Great to hear, I've been doing about the same, could be better." she puts her hands to the sides of her head before giving me a smile. I smile back happily.

For some reason I feel like she's moving her legs, she was a little hyper when we met. "You... wanna talk about anything?" she asked still with a smile. I think for a minute, considering all the options I have at the moment for really anything. I don't come up with really anything.

"Honestly have no idea." I wrote and turned the book so she could see it. "Oh okay than. If you say so." before long everyone was in the room and our English was starting.

We were going through stuff before going into different stories for something. To tell the truth I didn't pay attention much to what was going on and ended up daydreaming every so often and having to wake myself up. Mr. Schmidt at least gets me more interested than most teachers with this subject in the past.

All of us had literature books passed out and assigned halfway through class. They were very big and thankfully Bonnet told they don't leave the room. Most likely be a turtle if that wasn't the case.

I may have accidentally fall asleep during instruction and had my face fall on the book. When my face hit it I shot back up from my spot. What was that about? Witches? Don't know. My arms laid on the cover of the 2 ton weight in front of me and listened, something I was not good at.

After only what I think was another half hour did the bell ring and we were able to leave. Bonnet stopped me on the way out.

"I'll see you soon." she said having me give a smile in return as I walked out since I couldn't write anything.