[OLD WORKS] High School Havoc

Taken

Mangle's POV
29th Sept, 8:40am

Yesterday was one of the best days I've had in a while, hell, my whole life! Now that Foxy's gone and done that, he's going to be much less awkward in conversation. That really needed to get sorted out sooner or later.

I walked into our tutor room, only to be greeted with Chi screaming at me.
"Mangle! Congrats again!" She was squealing like like last night. Thank god the teacher wasn't in yet.
"Uh, thanks Chi. Can we keep it down a bit?" I ask in a passive-aggressive tone. As I said that, and we sat down, I got all kinds of looks from the girls in the room. Why I don't know, but if looks could kill...

The looks I got portrayed about 20 different emotions: Confusion, Anger, the list goes on. Not sure why.

I like to think that these are just the girls that can't get a boyfriend that actually loves them. Ask Chica on that one, she'd back me up. Her friend got dumped because he didn't send an 'x' every two messages.

No matter, it's not a big deal.
I wonder what Foxy's doing...

Foxy's POV
1 hour ahead

Geography is the most boring fucking thing ever.

This lesson has the most broken and dead atmosphere I've seen in a while. Nobody talks, nothing interesting happens. I would rather be in Biology or Sex Ed right now. Trust me when I say that's a miracle of a sentence coming from me.

Sex Ed. God, I remember the time that the word 'sex' would make the kids either laugh or gag.

Now that I think about it, I've been getting some odd looks from some of the guys, and even some of the girls. I have a sneaking suspicion that this is to do with Mangle. News spreads like wildfire in this school, so no wonder.

I should probably have a talk with Mang after class to see if she's noticed this too. She probably has.

Break Period

I saw Mangle and the Toys hanging around with my original friends right in the centre of the cafeteria. I sat down right next to Mangle, and the room fell half silent. We now has half the room staring at us.
"Uh, Mang, this hasn't happened before..." I whispered to her.
"It's called jealously Foxy." Freddy rapidly replied. "About 90% of the school boys like Mangle, including like 5% of the girls."
Even the girls? Wow, that's saying something.

The crowd that was silent began to finally walk away, still giving me the sarcastic 'Thanks a lot' face. I found it quite funny, I'm not gonna lie.

"Hey Lovebirds." said Lulu from behind us, giggling in the process.
"Yeah, uhh, hi." Lolbit followed. She sounded kind of down, like she was hiding something. I already knew her problem. It was me.
"Lolbit, don't worry about it. There's plenty of choices out there." I reply, trying to make her feel better.
"Plenty of choices, but are they good choices?" Lol replied back. Her usual smile returned.

Our massive group of friends sat right in the middle of the dining hall, on this huge 12 seat table. It's like it was built for us. It fits Me, Mangle, Freddy, Fred, Bonnie, Bon, Chi, Chica, Lol, Lulu and Spring, with only one spare seat. Nobody sat there though.

I forgot how funny it is when all 11 of us are in one room. Everyone starts impersonating each other, dissing others, cracking jokes and just making each other laugh overall. I especially find Springtrap the centre of humour. He's that one guy who's always pulling surprises out of his bag. Whether those be good ones or not...
...Let's not go into detail.

Like I said, it's fun with my friends. I couldn't imagine what I'd be doing right now without them. Not laughing my ass off, that's for sure.

*riiiiiiiiing*

That's our cue to go to our 3rd lesson for the day. It's not gonna be too different than break though, most of us are in the same Music class. I never really noticed it until, like, a week ago.

I just hope that our lesson gets as loud as it did last time. Now that was funny.

Meanwhile, in the streets
???'s POV

"Okay ______, let me make a deal with you..." I started.
"If it involves hurting them, then you can fuck right off!" This idiot doesn't agree to anything, I swear. I inhale deeply before continuing.
"Listen to me. You're in need of a job, and I understand. What I'm offering is quick and clean; no dirty hands." I respond, trying not to snap this guy's head off.
"How much are you offering? Because I need more than you think." He asks.
"Well, depending on quality and quantity, between $50 and $200. That I can promise you..."

My gaze meets his. He's desperate, fair enough, but he needs to work for the money. The job isn't even that difficult, and I deal, not donate.
"You know what?" He starts. I stare on intently. "Fine. Only because I'm in need." He shakes my hand in agreement.
"Good. Just remember, don't do it straight away. Build it up, then strike!"

Lulu's POV
(Your welcome Curious)

I'm literally about to die.
These guys won't stop with the shit they're doing. I've been crying laughing for about 5 minutes, all because Springtrap is absolute shit with a guitar.

During Music, Spring is trying guitar, I'm at the piano and singing and Chica is at the drums. There's only one of us who can't play properly. And that's Springtrap. He continued to strum it, but still screwed it up.
"I'm starting to think you're a little retarded." Chica states, holding back laughter.
"C'mon, I haven't had a brain transplant with a goldfish, have I?" He replies. I began laughing again.
"You fuckin' act like it." I giggle, focusing on my breathing for a few moments.

Once the bell starts to ring, I can finally breathe properly. My friends really are something different; they're kinda scary.

But then again, if your friends don't terrify you occasionally, then you need new friends.

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I think I'm taking this way too literally, but hey, I'm fine with it.

-Razer