Susie was frustrated. Not that she lost the spelling bee and definitely not that the lunch was smelly, she was still frustrated that she couldn't go to Freddy's. What's so bad about trying new things? She's always forced to try new foods or new places or new people but I guess that line stopped at Fazbear's. She sighed and took a bite of her apple, the only thing on her tray she wanted to eat. She looked up. Her friend Jane had a much cooler lunch, she couldn't lie, because she had a lunchbox. But it wasn't just any lunchbox. It was a Freddy Fazbear lunchbox. That seemed to make her even more mad. "I hate your lunchbox!" she muttered. Maybe that would take her mind off it. She took another bite of the apple, when Mrs. Sharon came up to her. Mrs. Sharon asked, "What's wrong, Susie?", and Susie only replied with a " hmph".She didn't want to talk at all. Mrs. Sharon was Susie's teacher, and though she was nice, caring, and the best teacher Susie ever had (considering this was her 1st grade teacher so there wasn't many teachers in Susie's life yet..) She just didn't understand Susie or her yearning to go to Freddy Fazbear's, to take a bite out of the pizza, to gaze at the animatronics... The bell rung, and Susie followed her classmates out of the lunchroom, stomping with frustration the entire way.
