The Fight for Love (Sequel to the Opposites) Book 2

Angry Party Host

(Hey guys so this is being made on kinda short notice? Not really but, I won't be able to update tomorrow, or Friday so I'm posting this chapter today. After this the next posted chapter will be on the Final Stand, the third final chapter of the entire book. Anyways, enjoy!)

August 25th (Tuesday) ((4 days until the party on Saturday))

Mangle's POV

I was currently walking down the sidewalk. My mind was in a state of thinking. Since I got to my dorm I had begun my plan for getting revenge on Springtrap. I didn't care if he didn't "steal" him from me because I cheated on Goldie, I want him back. The guy I cheated on Goldie with wasn't good enough anyways. Goldie was mine first, and he'll be mine again.

However my plan involved a lot of money...A lot...which brings in me getting on the rich snobby girls side. I'll need to get on her side, so she can give me money to get what I need. I may have to end up telling her the plan though...not that it should matter much anyways, she hates almost anyone that crosses her or her friends path. Meaning if I become friends with her and let her in on the news she should willingly let me get my revenge.

I looked over at a picnic between a couple. The blanket was set down with a couple there eating. It hadn't turned fall yet, but it was starting to get slightly cooler. Fall doesn't start until around the end of september. I was currently on my way to a little coffee shop on the campus, where I would be meeting up with Brittany. She was a purple shade bear hybrid with red streaks in her fur at certain places. She always wore expensive clothing, had starbucks, you probably have an idea now.

She was annoying, but honestly I need her. When I made it to the coffee shop I carefully opened the door hearing the ding when I heard. "I didn't expect you to actually make it." I turned to see Brittany sitting at a booth sipping on a starbucks and scrolling on her phone while chewing gum. She then looked up at me before tapping the table. "Sit down girl we have a lot to work on." Brittany said as I slowly sat down in the booth. She was typing away at her phone before saying out loud. "Lol" I just stared at her. Did she really just say lol out loud? I thought to myself. Eventually she set her phone down and looked at me before sighing. "So, first of all, that...look...has got to change. You look like you crawled out of a dumpster." Brittany said as I looked down at myself feeling an eye twitch. This look took me two hours you fucking bitch. I thought to myself but restrained myself from saying so. I looked up and smiled, "Yes I do kinda look bad." I say as she nods. "Yea you do, we also need to work on your walk. You look like an emo chick when you walk, if you wanna be popular like me, you have to have money, fame, style, and beauty." Brittany says flipping her chestnut brown hair.

"Soooo do you have any other friends here?" I ask. "Well OF COURSE, my friends are cheerleaders and are at practice right now, I'm the leader of it but I skipped it cause I can." Brittany said before taking another sip of her starbucks...and I'm pretty sure she had mint gum in her mouth from the mint gum case thing sticking out of her bag. I took a deep breath trying to keep myself calm, "Alright so you gonna teach me how to be more like you?" I ask. "Well duh, we'll be heading to my dorm so I can teach you." Brittany says before getting up, taking her 5 pounds of luggage with her. "W-Wait n-now?" I ask as she nods. "Well duh...now come on, I'm not a fan of stragglers." She says before walking foot in front of foot with her hips leaning outwards with each step. I felt my eyes twitch, "Keep you cool...keep your cool mangle..." I muttered before following her out of the coffee shop.

I would have to keep my cool if I wanted any chance at getting my revenge on Springtrap.

Springtraps POV (After classes end)

I was in the locker room changing quickly into basketball clothing. I had been late to tryouts and they had all started out there. "Some impression I'm making." I muttered while tying my shoes before jogging out of the locker room my eyes setting on Foxy almost instantly who was stretching with a whole group of other boys. Holy crap their tall... I thought to myself. They almost towered over me. The tallest had to be 7'4...at least...My eyes landed on the coach who noticed me and blew the whistle. "Over here!" The coach exclaimed as the entire group moved over toward the coach. Foxy looked over at me and smiled giving me a thumbs up which I returned kinda nervously.