Keep Me Together

School Starts, and the First Day Begins.

((Admin; hey guys! sorry I wasn't updating! I lost my phone until I finished clearing out my room, but we're going to start renovation tomorrow! I'll be trying to update more often now that I got my phone back as well!

Vincent; Didn't you want to mention something else as well?

Kid; yea about the OCs?

Admin; oh yea! thanks guys! what there talking about, is that I want to maybe include someone's night guard OC into the story! it can be a he/she, any sexuality, anything! I just wanted to include you guys into the mix! so comment him/her name down into the comments along with some facts or private message me a story that their in that would also help a lot! do whatever you'd like and I'll choose a winner and announce the OC chosen! If you win, I'll put a link to your account saying it's your OC! What I kinda want to do is make him/her go to school with Mike, Scott, and Vincent and be their only other friend, and then join them in working at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria! He/she would be the repair man/woman who would repair the animatronics! Hope you all join me! now back to the story))

Mike's POV:

I got onto the bus, looking for Scott as the bus started moving again. I spotted Scott, letting a small grin grow upon my face. I walked over to him, ignoring the glances and glares as I sat down next to him. "Hey Mike. how's your scar? Looks like a bug bite if you ask me." I turned around to see the school bully, Thomas, and his groupies sitting behind us. Thomas was a chubby kid with short blond hair, wearing a green shirt with some cargo pants. He was 15, but was kinda short. "Oh and phone fuck as well? might as well throw a party. Why don't you take that stupid phone off your head? it makes you look dumb." He and his groupies let out a mess of laughter and giggles.

"You can bully me all you want Thomas, but leave Scott out if it." I muttered. "What was that, bitch?" He grabbed the collar and picked me up easily, and I stared him dead in the eye. "Maybe if you get some listening skills you would have heard me!" I raised my voice at him, losing my temper, and immediately regretted it. I felt a stinging pain as he landed a punch across my face, hitting my eye. He threw me to the group, and everyone looked towards us. I saw Scott jump towards Thomas but his groupies held him back. "Take care of him." And with that, They pushed Scott down to the floor as well, kicking him everywhere. I tried to jump for Scott to save him, but I felt the wind get knocked out of me as Thomas kicked me. I coughed up some blood, spitting it aside. I had had it with Thomas. It was time to fight back. I punched him in the face, watching as one of his teeth fell out. He got back up, wiping his face, apparently I had given him a bloody nose. I felt the bus stop, causing both Thomas and I to look up. We were at the school. We both exchanged "I'm going to kill you later" glares and he got off, his groupies following behind him, full of giggles and chuckles. I helped Scott up, smiling towards him softly. He seemed to not have suffered much, just a few bruises. I only had a black eye forming. We both grabbed our bags, laughing.

Vincent's POV:

I arrived early, my mom not wanted to be late to school. I waved goodbye to my mom and the butler, trying to ignore the whispers and glances. I looked down at my schedule, seeing that my home base was with Mrs. Samantha.

'She seems nice by her name.' I thought hopefully. I waited patiently for Scott and Mike's bus, trying to stay hidden.

a few minutes later, I saw their bus come up, and I saw Thomas, the school bully, and his groupies. Thomas seemed hurt, which put me into confusion. I then saw Scott and Mike get off, chuckling together. I walked over to them, waving, but soon put my hand down after I saw Mike's black eye. "are you ok?" I asked him in concern. He shook his head softly. "Yea I'm fine I just got into a fight."

I frowned softly. "Well let's get you two to the nurses office I don't need you guys getting hurt more!" I dragged them over too the school building, heading towards the nurses office in silence. "who's your homebase?" I asked them both while we were waiting. "Mrs. Samantha." They both said at the same time.

"Alright. She's my home base teacher as well, I'm going to let her know were here. you two stay here." I picked up my bag, standing. I walked swiftly towards the door, giving a small wave before dashing towards Mrs. Samantha's room.

I burst through the door to see a tall, slim woman, not to much taller than us, with wavy brown hair and a gentle smile as she looked up from her work. "Hey there." She had a soft, kind voice as well. "Why such the rush? Are you in my homebase?"

I spoke calmly, walking up to her desk. "Yes Ma'am I am in your home base. I wanted to let you know that Scott, Mike, and I are all here today, just that Mike and Scott got into a fight with some other kids on the bus ride this morning a got hurt. So it may be a while before were here." I smiled at her softly, trying to be kind to my new teacher.

"That's alright. I'm Mrs. Samantha, and I know your friend's names, But what is yours?" She looked down at her role sheet, scanning for the names. "I'm Vendetta Vincent Rusty, I think that's what it would say on there, but I usually go by Vincent, If that's ok by you." She looked down her sheet. "ah yes, there you are! I heard about you and your friends. I was also told that you and your friends have those certain disorders and that you may have issues with them somehow. If you do, just let me know ok?" I felt a slight annoyance rising about how she called them disorders. We were just different, that's all we were. But I nodded anyways, and she continued. "I'll be sure to mark you down as Vincent. And your friends are Mike Schmidt and Scott Cawthon, I presume, correct?" She looked up towards me and I nodded softly, a gentle smile on my face. "Thanks for letting me know! Now why don't you drop your stuff down in a seat and go back for your friends while I make sure everyone else is here?" I nodded again. "yes ma'am." I set down my bag on a table near the corner, hopefully Scott and Mike would get here on time and we could have the table to ourselves. I quickly walked back towards the nurses office, and saw that Mike and Scott were leaving as I got there. I walked back to home base with them in silence, but when we got there, my eyes grew wide in anger, confusion, and fear.

((Admin; huehuehue cliffhanger))