Welcome to Fazbear High!!!

Chapter eight

Goldie pulled out his phone and texted Spring again. She hasn't responded in an entire hour! The party started twenty minutes ago! He called her, but it directed him to leave a message. "Hey, Spring. I was just wondering where you were, because the party started already. Just in case you don't come, my birthday will be in a week and a half on the 27th, and I will just be having a small group of friends come over. If you want to come, you can, but if you don't want to, you don't have to." He ended the message.
Goldie was wearing a loose, long sleeved black shirt and jeans. His hair was messy (again), and he wore a gray baseball cap to cover it. He ran back down the stairs, where music blared, and most of his friends danced and partied.
"Hey Goldie!" Falcon said. "I brought some food. Where should I put it?"
"There is a table in the kitchen over there," Goldie said, pointing. Falcon ran off, Fait helping him carry the snacks.
Goldie sighed. Spring!? Where are you?!

At Nightmare Freddy's house...

Nightmare Chica was finding new clothes and contacts for Spring. Nightmare Foxy was arguing with Spring over her new name.
"What about Nightmare Deathtrap?" Nightmare Foxy asked.
"No! I already told you! I don't want to change my name!" Spring complained.
"Well, you at least have to have Nightmare in your name!"
"Fine! I will go as Nightmare Spring! Are you happy now?!" Spring turned away on the couch grumpily. "You are so lucky you didn't break my phone." Spring added, pulling it out of her pocket. "If you did, I would've killed you."
Nightmare Foxy snorted. "You can't beat me in a fight."
"Ha! I could beat you in my sleep!" Spring said.
"I got it!!!" Nightmare Chica said. She came down with clothes and makeup similar to those that she wore. "Here are a few pairs of ripped skinny jeans. Also, here are some shirts you can wear. Change into something and I can do your makeup."
Spring grabbed the first shirt and pair of jeans she saw and went to the bathroom to change. She put on the skinny jeans (or...tried to...those things are hard to put on!!!), and put on a ripped gray tank top that exposed her stomach.
Ugh, I hate this so much. She thought as she tried putting in the red contacts they had given her. "AGH!!! F***!!!!!" She screamed as she poked her eye.
After about fifteen minutes of cursing and screaming, she exited the bathroom.
"Having fun?" Nightmare Foxy asked, smirking.
"Shut the hell up, a**hole." Spring growled. She flopped down on the couch and groaned. "Do I have to wear makeup? I hate it!"
"Yes you do." Nightmare Chica said strictly. "Come here so I can put it on and teach you."
Nightmare Chica put on dark eyeshadow and winged liner, topped off with thick layers of mascara. She put on faint blush and black lipstick on.
Time skip
Spring glared at herself in the mirror at her house. Her phone buzzed beside her on the bathroom counter. Probably Goldie again. She sighed. They are going to make me tell him to go away.
Spring wiped off the makeup and changed into pajamas. "I hate those bastards." She growled. She quickly brushed her teeth and got into bed. I wish this was just a dream.
Time skip
Spring woke up and quickly got dressed. She put on the makeup and put the contacts back in. She quickly wrote a note explaining to her parents and her brothers why she left early, then ran out the door.
Time skip (again)
Spring parked her car and walked into the school. Everyone stared at her, and some people fled from her as soon as they saw her. She sighed. I better get used to this...
She walked into her first class, which was history. Great. Goldie also has this class. She looked around. At least none of those stupid Nightmares have this class. They are all Juniors while I am a senior.
Spring sat down in the back corner of the classroom and put her head down on the table sadly. I don't want to hurt him, but if I don't, they will.
Goldie walked into the classroom and immediately walked up to her. "Hey, Spring!" He said cheerfully.
"Go away, Goldie." She said, turning her head away.
Goldie looked hurt, and went to go sit at a far away table. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I really am sorry,"

Eep! I feel so bad! But I know that I will feel even worse with the coming chapters! I will see you all later!!! Peace!!!!!