Faded Wings [Birdtale Sans x Reader]

Chapter 9- Where is She Going?

You didn't want to be rude to Undyne but, you knew you shouldn't get too attached. You pulled up your hood and maneuvered through the sea of bodies. As you were walking, your shoulder was slammed into a wall of lockers. 

"Watch it freak," a voice snarled as they passed you. You kept your head down, covering your face with your hood. You could hear everyone's comments about you and your freakiness. You could feel all of the eyes picking at you, finding everything about you disgusting. You could see everyone's smile extend, however, a group of four looked at you differently. Alphys, Undyne, Papyrus, and the short skeleton. They stared at you with pity, made comments about your well being, and were frowning as you walked away faster. They will just be like everyone else soon, you thought.

Don't get attached, it will just hurt more...

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You slumped into your desk and brushed your stray [h/c] hairs back, along with your hood. It was the second to last period of the day, history. You never had any problems with this class but, you hated looking back in the past. All it did was bring pain and you had enough to deal with on a daily bases. You groaned quietly as you heard the bell ring. You glanced up to see the short skeleton walk inside the classroom. He looked up from the paper in his hand and scanned the classroom. For a second, you thought he stopped for a moment when he saw you. But, he just kept going until his eyes landed on the teacher, Mr.Jones. Who was on his computer uploading the presentation to the smartboard. 

"Excuse me," the skeleton said making Mr.Jones turn towards him, "is this room 142?" Mr. Jones frowned as he eyed the skeleton up and down. See, Mr.Jones was a monster hater. He believed anything that wasn't meant to be were pests. Meant to be eradicated and never seen again. To him...

You were one of these pests.

"Yes," Mr. Jones grumbled as he turned to his computer. Not batting a single eye to the skeleton and stated, "Go take a seat in the back." You observed as the skeleton tensed up sightly but, pretended like he was okay. He walked to the back, studying the other students and you. Until he took the seat, one away from you. 

"Alright, class we will be discussing about World War II," Mr. Jones began as you pulled out your notebook. Pretending to take notes, when in reality you were drawing. You always did this in here. Mr. Jones didn't like you so, he never paid attention to you. He used to in the past, back in the beginning of the year but...

Stopped after he learned that...

Nevermind that. It was completely fine with you, completely fine. It just meant you had one less person to listen to. 

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Sans POV

I was taking notes when I heard a notebook close. I turned to see the girl who was hanging with Alphys in science, packing up. What, I glanced up at the clock on the wall and seen that we still had at least 10 minutes left of class. I scanned the class and noticed how nobody was bothered by this. Does this happen often? 

I spun back towards her to see her pushing in her chair and slinging her bag over her shoulder. Without making a sound, she strolled over to the teacher's desk and grabbed a red folder. Is she able to do that, I thought alarmed. Watching as no one cared that she took something from the teacher's desk. Nor cared that she just walked out of the class. IS NO ONE GOING TO STOP HER?! I waited and waited but, nobody moved a muscle. The teacher kept teaching, the students kept taking notes, and I was confused as fuck on what was happening. 

Where was she going?

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[Y/N] POV

You were standing at the corner of Hillside East and Wind Road, also known as the closet Elementary bus stop to Feather High. You were sitting on the curb with your earbuds in, one dangling out like always. Studying the end of Wind Road as a bright yellow school bus rounded the corner. You stood up, dusted yourself off and waited until it stopped in front. The doors opened and you could hear shuffling inside.

"Hey [Y/N]," the female bus driver greeted waving to you. As small footsteps neared the open door at a fast pace.

"Hello Mrs. Johnson," you smiled as you waved back, "I hope work was good today."

She sighed as she held her head, "If a busload of noisy kids when you have a pounding headache equals a good day. Then I had the best day of my life." Your sister appeared in the doorway and stepped out.

"Well, I hope your day gets better," you said ruffling your sister's head as she hugged you.

"I hope so too," Mrs. Johnson stated.

"Bye Mrs. Johnson," Skyla chimed in letting you go and waving goodbye. You watched as a smile crept onto Mrs. Johnson's face as well as yours. Skyla had that effect on people.

"I'll see you girls tomorrow," Mrs. Johnson ended as she closed the doors. You both watched as the yellow bus drove off. When it was out of sight you turned on your heels and began to walk back.

"Come on Sky," you called as she tried to catch up. Once she was in step with you, you asked, "How was your day?"

"Oh my god, you would never guess what happened," Skyla beamed jumping beside you, peeking up towards you. It seemed like she was about to explode if she didn't tell you what happened. However, you wanted to mess with her.

"Hmmm," you drawled putting your hands in a thinking motion. "Did you become a pop star within the past few hours," you asked.

She giggled, "No."

"Did you earn a million dollars," you joked.

"[Y/N] for real," she whined.

"I am being for real," you lied being overdramatic. She seemed annoyed but, it was adorable. She would pout her lip and her voice would raise an octave.

"[YYYY/NNNNN]"

"Fine," you laughed putting your hands in pockets, "What happened?" She smiled and then began to tell you about her day as you walked back to school.

You always loved this time of day.

It was when you left that hell hole and spent some time with your sister. Sure, it would only last a couple of minutes due to you having to go back. But, it was the best couple of minutes of your life. No one was there to judge you or say rude things about you. No one was there to pour water over your head or shove you into lockers. It was just you and your sister. You and your world. However...

When you get back it was time for your worst class...