Will he save me? Five Nights At Freddy's Foxy x reader fanfic

"Just seven hours..."

        After I step into the bitingly cool winter air I pull out my phone from my breast pocket and check the time even though I know it's around 6am. 6:13 am. I nod in confirmation of my suspisions on the time. I'm going to be late for school if I don't hurry. I think while rushing off to my 1 year old carand stumble inside the driver's seat and turn on the warm air that splashes against my face. Ahhh. The joys of being 17! I turn the key in the ignition and drive off to the worst place that anyone can ever think of (Besides Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria!)High-school. UGH!

*time warp of 1 hour with magical candas A.K.A. cat pandas.:3*

After I get to the school I park my car in my not-really-my-spot-but-no-one-parks-here-so-i-claimed-it-spot and tuck the keys away in my hoodie pocket. I slam the door and walk towards Satan's playground and burst through the door with fear of being late coursing through my veins and I run to my locker, get my satanic worshiping devices (books), and walk at a steady pace, so I don't get caught by teachers, to homeroom. Because frankly I don't give a crap about a single person here except my direct iner circle who sadly have a.different homeroom I plug my headphones in and start texting my best friends Jessie and Emma who have known me since kindergarten after I pushed two kids in the dirt after they took their crayons in a group chat.
me: Hey guys! I am in so much emotional pain from walking into this hell hole.
Emma: Ikr! This place sucks so bad I can physically hear the life being sucked out of me.
Jessie: SHUT UP! Some of us are procrastinators and need to do last nights math homework in this short amount of time we have for homeroom! JUST BE QUIET!
Emma: God  calm down. We don't have math until 6th period. You can do it in other classes!
me:Like really. Just turn down your notifocation sounds. It sounds like a transformer taking his shirt off (Vega sound.  Look it up, it really does!) anyway.
Emma: Whatever I have to go too. I'll see you next period. Bye!
Jesse & me:Bye!

With that I turn my favorite song off Love me Cheerlie by The Living Tombstone, exit out of the texting app, wrap my headphones around Rufus, (Her phone. Hey! Don't judge me! It's like her child.) turn off my precious and tuck it safely away into my breast pocket. Right after I pick up all my books to get ready for the bell it rings signalling first period. "Social Studies."  I mumble under my breath hoping no one heard. My answers have been denied I see when I look up to see Jeana, a girl who shares the title 'Most Popular Girl In The World' with her sister Prescilla who to my happiness and her demise absent today towering over me with a fierce look in her eye and pushes me into the lockers on my left and say, "Move freak. I didn't know someone could suck so bad they had to repeat what class they have next. Wow. It must take skill." to which I reply with a snarl, "Really? I would've thought you looked in the mirror before because you're so...well-groomed." putting emphasis on the word 'well-groomed' so she knows I mean it in the worst possible way and adding a smile at the end so I don't get shot. Before she can shoot me her signature icy glare I turn and power-walk to class. I put my books down on my desk in the back of the room and sigh waiting for my friends. I look out the door/window on the left side of the class opposite from the real door and catch a glimpse of...Foxy? No...that can't be right... I must be hallucinating. Yeah that's it. I blink and rub my eyes multiple times before looking out the window again to see he's gone. Jessie comes in and slams her books on her desk interrupting my thoughts and sits down to start complaing about the reasons we don't need social studies just like she does everyday with every class. I sigh once again and wait for the final bell to ring and the teacher to start teaching. After a few more minutes of Jessie's complaints the bell rings and the teacher puts two fingers up asking us to be quiet. I snatch my textbook out from under my desk and begin to read chapter 11-12. I feel sleepy after a few minutes of mindless reading and have a futile attempt at blinking away the sleep hoping I don't accidentally fall asleep during my classes from staying up so late. I'm going to have to find a way to deal with this... After everyone is done reading the teacher begins reviewing thr chapters and gives us a study guide for an upcoming test. After a few collective moans and groans from the class Ms. Cranberry begins to teach another boring class. Just seven hours...just seven hours...just seven hours... I repeat over and over again into the lesson inside my head. Just seven more hours...

    HEY FANVERGENTS! Oh My God! I cannot believe it! 58 reads! I know it doesn't seem like a lot, but for a suck writer like me it is! I'm so happy and thankful for you guys! Thanks you so so much! Btw how often do you guys want me to update?  Also, let's try getting to 60 soon OK? I had a bet with my friends that I'll get 60+ and honestly I thought they would win but now...I'm not sure!:) As always, I hope you enjoyed this chapter of my sucky book ~ AwkwardFanvergence Love you guys!