(Y/N) was always a shy one. She couldn't talk to the teachers, girls, much less any boys her age. So, as she grew up she learned to love the silence that always seemed to follow her. With no friends or anybody to talk she became a wallflower that lacked social skills that most her age had. This only added to her loneliness. So, in order to lessen the pain she felt she started to surround herself with new friends. Friends that weren't really there. This added with her childish taste in clothing and the stuffed (F/A) she would carry around with her made her the outcast of the school.
This didn't mean she was bullied like one would think instead she was feared. People were scared of the (H/C) haired girl whom eyes would shine as she talked to that patchwork animal. Even the teachers felt that the girl might be a danger with her violent mood swings. So, finally the poor girl's parents decided a transfer was in order.
"Hey... Mr. (F/a) you've got to get up or else we'll be late for school." The young (H/C) said while shaking the stuff animal's shoulder. The girl continued to shake the (F/a)'s shoulders with a pout on her lips." No! You can't have five more minutes!" the girl stomped with her arms across her chest. "If you don't get up I won't have time to get you dressed!" the girl exclaimed. "And we got to look our best," the girl explained as she gestured to her (F/C) dress with mismatched buttons. "You're up!" the girl happily said.
She started to hum a tune as she started to fidget and search her pockets. "Here it is!" the girl sang as she lifted her hand to reveal a matching (F/C) bow-tie. Picking the rabbit up she plopped down on the bed being the rabbit to a gentle rest in her lap. Sitting there she swiftly tied it around the animal's neck with blank eyes. "You're looking so striking today." The girl complimented with a giggle.
Clutching the animal close she slowly descend the stairs. As she entered the kitchen she was greeted with silence. The girl was use to this as her parents would always run off before she awoke. (Y/N) never quite decided why they did this. Provides it was because of her fits or the fact that her childish behavior annoyed them. All she knew was they never seemed to be home. But (Y/N) never worried much about these types of things. She would enjoy her morning with her many 'friends' before the bus would arrive to take her to that hellhole called school.
Time skip
As the bus dropped her off her eyes couldn't help but widen at how perfect the school looked with it gothic style. She almost felt happy that this was going to be the place she stayed at for the rest of the school year. But there was still the fact of meeting the other students that attend here. (Y/N) stood there with her pigtails and dress blowing in the wind. Unaffected by the wind harsh coldness. "(Y/N), I'm cold." The high voice spoke in a whine. The girl could only giggle with a nod. "I guess I better wouldn't want you giving me the silent treatment again would we? " she spoke before pushing in the gates to her new future.
