The New Girl (Fangle)

Chapter 2: The Girl Who Speaks French

Edited: ✔️ (yep!)

No matter how hard she wanted to, no matter how much she begged her mind to stop, Mangle couldn't stop thinking about the boy with amber eyes. She didn't believe in love at first sight, although her best and only friend did, and thought that love at first sight was for books, or fairy tales. Even as she thought this she couldn't get the amber eyes to leave her head as much as she wanted to.

But at the same time, she couldn't get the fierce purple ones out of her head either. The way a slight fire burned in them as she set down the hallway to go after her mystery, amber eyes boy. Mangle definitely didn't want to touch drama this year, she'd all ready been through enough of it to never want to ever hear her name and drama in the same sentence.

Mangle walked into her homeroom class, which from the looks of it was science, and sat down at some seat in the back of the room where no one could see her face and no one would try to talk to her. She already knew she had a reputation for being "that girl who got knocked out."

Toy Chica was beside her side the whole time and behind Mangle's back would give a nasty death glare at any person even mentioning Mangle as the girl who got knocked out. As she sat down she noticed Mangle's sad expression. "What's wrong?" she asked smiling at her best friend hoping Mangle would open her mouth and talk.

"Everyone is talking about me." Mangle said looking down at her hands and fiddling with them. "I had a new shot at being this awesome person who everyone liked and I blew it by being a stupid klutz." she said responded to her friend still looking down at her hands and starting to pick at the nail polish on her nails.

"You're not a stupid klutz! I don't think you even know the definition of klutz." Toy Chica said with a small eye roll. "You fell unconscious, big deal! I'm sure it will blow over in almost no time." Toy Chica said trying to be supportive of her friend.

Despite Toy Chica's attempts, Mangle still kept her head down and didn't feel any better. She sighed then looked up at Toy Chica making the blonde smile. "I guess you're right." she mumbled before someone caught her eye.

"Those stupid idiots are in almost all the same classes as us!" Toy Chica exclaimed crossing her arms and fuming about it. She kept going on and on and on about Toy Bonnie and Toy Freddy and how irresponsible they truly were, but Mangle wasn't paying any attention to Toy Chica's small rant. Instead she became fixated on a girl that was just coming into the room.

She studied the girls surprising appearance of white hair, just like herself, but the other girl's reached down to her mid back and purple eyes that hid behind a mask she never seemed to take off. She turned towards Mangle and made eye contact with her.

Immediately, Mangle felt her face flush, because she was caught staring, and she looked down in complete embarrassment. She heard footsteps get closer to the table and Mangle kept looking at the ground, but eventually looked up a little to see black flats standing by the edge of Toy Chica and Mangle's table.

When she lifted her head fully up, Mangle noticed the girl was writing on a sketchbook sheet of paper. She held it up to Mangle and Mangle read what the girl had written.

'Bonjour, I'm Marionette. Sorry about the writing on my sketch pad, I know it's weird. Could I sit at your table?'

Mangle stares at the writing for longer than she should have taking it in. Someone wanted to sit by her? That's impossible! But she soon remembered the beautiful blonde sitting next to her and realized Toy Chica was probably the real reason Marionette sat by the two girls.

"Hiya!" Toy Chica said smiling and gave her a small wave. "Of course you can sit by us." she said with a small laugh making Marionette smile under the mask, though neither of the girls could see it.

Mangle said nothing and she honestly felt like she couldn't. Her vocal chords seems to have caved in as if her mind didn't want her to say anything to Marionette. She wasn't panicking like she was before her accident earlier today, but she kept thinking of the "what if's?"

'I gotta say something! I gotta say something!' she kept telling herself. Mangle noticed Marionette spoke French before and Marionette is a French name. She looked up at Marionette and not even caring about the small talk she and Toy Chica were having blurted out, "Est-ce que tu parles français?"

"Oui." Marionette replied using her real voice. She quickly jotted a note down onto her sketchpad and lifted it up for the girls to see. 'Typically I don't like speaking in English, so I write in it instead.' it read.

Mangle smiled and knew that she had finally made a connection with someone. All of her years of working towards it were finally paying off for good. "Vous avez des passe-temps?" she asked smiling as she watched Marionette wrote her response onto a the same sheet of sketchbook paper.

'Yes! Music is a huge passion of mine and I want to be either a producer or an artist someday.'

"That's awesome! I wanna be a therapist." Toy Chica said smiling at both the girls with her usual bright smile.

"Alright class get in order! Get in order!" the science teacher exclaimed as she rushed all of the teens into seats. Mangle immediately began to zone out and not pay attention to the teacher's boring monologue about physics. It wasn't her full fault she couldn't pay attention that was just her nature.

"Go sit there by Marionette and her group." A voice said pulling Mangle out of her trance. She looked up and she could hardly believe it as she watched the late student start walking towards the table. His amber eyes grabbed her again right away and she couldn't leave their gaze.

Only a miracle could save her from making a fool of herself in front of her mysterious, amber eyed boy walking right towards her.

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Glare: Heyo guys! So it was my turn to write the chapter and as it stands me and Cherry will just switch off every chapter. So I hope to see you next time Gooooooooooooooooood Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Cherry: Don't go to ur bathroom...ur gonna get mad at me...

4/24/18:
Glare: ugh thank god this one is fixed! it was so anime-ish which isn't bad, but i needed to fix it.

i threw in some french and tried to make the questions asked obvious with marionette's answers.

thanks for reading and have an amazing day!

Cherry: Oooo tres beau! Comment did tu connait je parle français? 

I didn't know how to say did in french so yeah..did i say 'know' right? I've been learning french too thou lol, this is rlly cool. I like Mari more now. Bonne amélioration! Je'taime encore plus maintenant! A plus tard!