The highs, and lows, of Highschool: Fnaf fanfic

Chapter One

I glanced down at the acceptance letter, slightly confused. Well, that would be normal if you were accepted to such and esteemed school. From what I heard, pretty much everyone was a hybrid. I looked up at the building, making sure the address was right once again. I opened the doors, and heard a smooth, maybe kinda weird voice "Hello ? Hello , Hello ? Are you Jeremy ?" I turned to see a guy my age with a phone for a head. I smiled "Y-yeah." He held his hand out "I'm Scott, but most people call me Phone Guy." I could see why.

Scott lead me through the school, which was massive. It even had dorms, which apparently all students could stay in. They were huge, and had two queen sized poster beds, the draped white, so it looked like ghost when the wind hit them. It had an attached bathroom as well. Scott told me my roommate was a guy named Mike Schmidt . As we kept going, he showed me my classes, which include ceramics, a personal favorite of mine. Eventually we stopped out tour, and he turned to me "One little tip buddy, avoid Freddy Fazbear, Chica Swoop, and Bonnie Jones." I titled my head, and was about to ask why, but he was gone. I shrugged, and went back to my dorm room, just to crash head first into another guy.