Freddy's POV:
I walked into the house that reeked of sweaty teens and vodka. The colorful lights danced on the walls and the music blared loud in my ears. It was crowded with dancing people. I made my way to the kitchen, maybe I could drown some of this sensory overload with a drink. As I made my way in, someone offered me a cup with a mysterious liquid in it. I smelt it, decided it was fine, and threw it back. It burned down my throat but the sensation was worth it. I took another and got lost in the sea of people and music. I began to lose my senses. The music wasn't as loud, the people were less smelly, and the lights danced in a more beautiful way. I was caught up in a group of people when I saw it. The person I had been avoiding but wishing I could see. Him.
Bonnie's POV:
The party was crowded, I wasn't having very much fun. Everyone danced and enjoyed the moment. I was lost in the sea of teenagers when my eyes met a certain someone's. It was him. I gripped onto my cup, I couldn't believe it was him. I felt my heart twinge with anxiety and I quickly looked away. He looked lost in the alcohol and technically, I was getting there too. I downed a couple more shots to take the nervousness away and I moved on with my friends. I couldn't help but keep him circling my mind. At this point, I was more drunk than an uncle at a wedding. I felt everything blur and I was bumping into people every minute. It was then that I bumped into the boy that occupied my mind. A smile grew across my face when he grabbed my hand and led me upstairs.
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a glance of color
FanficFreddy lives a normal life. Straight A's, no friends, and a hobby of singing. Bonnie lives the popular. Surrounded by friends, and girls. But what will happen when these two collide? Will it be the best in history or the worst thing on this Earth?
