[OLD WORKS] High School Havoc

A Mediocre Start

Bonnie's POV

Okay, first day at the high school. Kinda looking forward to it. At least I've got my good friends being tortured with me.

First there's Foxy, the red-headed guy of the group. He's kind and caring, but also very gamer like. He loves wearing reddish black clothes.

Freddy, has brownish maroon hair. He's the one that everybody takes the piss out of, mainly for being 'fat' even though he's not. He has this really cool brown leather jacket that he loves to wear aswell.

And Chica is beautiful. She's a sweet girl, unlike all the bitchy ones. She's one of the few people who I'd even consider dating. I don't think our friendship goes that far, though. Her favourite outfit is just anything meme-related. Fair enough.

I was about to head out of the house for school, but I got interrupted by my phone. It was our group chat that we appropriately named 'The Mentally Challenged.'

[7:50am]
Foxy: Just about to leave for Hell- I mean school! I'll meet you there!
Chica: Literally same XD
Me: Agreed. Want me to pick you guys up? I'm about to get in the car.
Foxy: If that's okay, yea!
Chica: Yea sure.
Freddy: I'll tag along if you're coming my way.
Me: Would you fit in the car?
Freddy: 😑
Foxy: Nice Bonnie, nice 👏
Me: Okay, I'm leaving now :)

Interesting conversation. I should be used to this by now, considering this is how half of our talks start / end.
We're so going to Hell when we die.

I unlocked my BMW and got in, started the engine, and rolled away. This thing is clean, I literally love it. The shape and colour is just so... YES! The BMW M4 is SOOO good in navy blue! It's even a convertible car.

I arrived shortly at Foxy's house, and realised just what he meant by the "Leaving for Hell" thing. He looked like he wanted to bash his head on a wall.

"Hey Foxy, how was the rest of your holiday?" I ask him, expecting him to mention the words 'nothing much.'
"Mostly settling in, catching up with you guys and sorting through my old school books." He replied. Not what I expected.
"Huh, so you're giving a shit about school now?" I say, knowing exactly how he'll respond.
"Shut up and drive." He chuckled. Yep.
We drove off to Chica's to pick her up, but not without some Blacklite District playing. It was Foxy's favourite: "We are the Danger."

After our little rave in the car, we got Chica and Freddy, conveniently living two houses apart. Makes my job easier I guess. As we arrived at the school, we all started to register.

Chica's POV

Well, for starters, the secretary is lovely. Unlike our last school.
"Good Morning you four. I've been told you all came from Florida." She said. At least she actually talks, unlike our last one.
"Yes, that's us. We're just here to register and get our timetables." I reply.
"Let's see... Foxy Anderson, Chica West, Freddy Fazbear and Bonnie Turner. Yep, that's you!" She hands us the timetables, as well as our locker numbers.

We all started to head to our lessons, my first being English. It was with Freddy at least, so no complaints so far. That was until we saw the board.
"Exam Techniques."
It's literally the first day...
The teacher seems nice enough, so I'll give it a chance.