Fazbear High

Only One Year To Go

High school, the one place no one wants to be, the place you need to attend to succeed in life. For Bonnie, he only had to live through another year of this hell hole. Admittedly he didn't hate the school itself, just few of the people who attended it.

Bonnie was in the final grade of high school and couldn't wait to graduate. As usual he wore his dark, long sleeved, purple flannel shirt with his dark blue skinny jeans and his cliché cheap, white Kmart sneakers. His short, lavender dyed hair glimmered from the dull lights in the hallway of the school.

"Hey Bonnie! How was your holiday!" Bonnie jumped back at the sudden loud greeting.

As he turned, he was instantly wrapped into a tight hug, the attacker being one of his life long friends, a blonde haired girl named, Chica. After calming down from the attack Bonnie returned the hug. A few moments passed then they both let go.

Chica had her blonde hair tied back into the perfect high ponytail and wore her all time favourite yellow sport singlet that had a printed bib on it, displaying the words 'Lets Eat!' Complimenting the shirt with her black sport shorts. Her shoes were odd and full of colour, Bonnie knew they from a famous brand but had never bothered to find out what it was.

"Thanks Chica, my holidays were great. I'm assuming yours was great too, after all those pictures you'd sent to the group chat of the coast." Bonnie replied, a small smile on his face as he stared down at his shorter friend.

"You bet! You all must've been so bored without me!" She claimed, nudging Bonnie slightly in the side, both giggling a bit at her words and actions.

Suddenly, the almost deafening sound of the school bell rang through the students ears, signaling them that it was time for first period. Bonnie and Chica parted ways, giving each other a smile and a wave, knowing that they'd see each other again at recess.

Bonnie loved his first class, he was taking robotics. It had always interested Bonnie, possibly not as much as music did, but he enjoyed it as a hobby. Another reason he loved it so much, was for the simple fact that he shared the class with his best friend Freddy Fazbear.

Freddy Fazbear was the son of the principal Mr Fazbear. Ironically the family had been the ones to establish the high, naming it Fazbear High. Bonnie didn't mind though.

"Hey Bonnie, are you gonna stand there or are you gonna come in?" Bonnie's heart almost skipped a beat.

Bonnie turned around and was met with a wonderful sight. There stood Freddy, his dark brown hair ruffled messily atop his head, complimenting his lighter brown skin. Freddy wore a dark brown, checkered flannel, the long sleeves rolled to his elbows and black skinny jeans that fitted ever so nicely around his legs, finally finishing the look with some black vans.

"Oh right!" Bonnie stuttered, an unnoticeable pinkish blush hinting his cheeks.

Bonnie took his seat next to Freddy at the back of the room. Freddy leans in next to Bonnie to whisper, "Check out the grade 11's this year, poor things don't know what they're getting into." Bonnie and Freddy shared a few giggles.

Apparently they hadn't been quiet enough, because their giggle fit was interrupted suddenly by the teacher clearing her throat. "Anything you'd like to share boys?" Her tone almost had a playful hinge to it, as she knew the boys all too well.

The boys viciously shook their heads. "Now if there are gonna be no more interruptions? Let's begin." The teacher spoke, directing her gaze at the two boys, whom had stopped talking and were paying attention now.

As the bell went for recess, Bonnie and Freddy exited the classroom, caught up in conversation. "Wow, your Dad's still mad about that party you threw last year?" Bonnie said giggling a little bit

"Yes, he was so mad when he found out kids had snuck beer in." Then continues, intimidating his fathers voice, "Son, when I was your age, I had already started courting your mother and had visions for the future. You need to start moving on towards your own." There was something about the thought of Freddy dating a girl that hit Bonnie hard in the chest, something he wouldn't admit as jealousy.

The two then made their way towards the door that lead to the outside courts where their friends were waiting.

A/N
Well, this took a lot of thought and idea plans. Would very much appreciate any feedback you guys have!
-B