Misunderstood - Foxy x Mangle

Chapter 2~

Foxy's POV

I woke up the next morning, hazily looking around my room, procrastinating, not wanting to put my uniform on and go to school. My eyes wandered as i traced the red and black striped lines of my new school tie.

Finally deciding to get up, i quickly put my uniform on and ran downstairs. Having minor conversation with my mother before i left. On my way i looked for any shortcuts or different ways to get to school, but failed miserably. I sighed, finally reaching the front gates. Pupils in their black uniforms were spread across the front yard, in small groups, chatting among one another.

I went straight for the door. Looking around slightly, i recognised the hallway from yesterday, and retraced my steps back to the principles office. I knocked, the door swinging open a few straining seconds later. The man's annoyingly wide smile which grated on my nerves greeted me and ushered me inside. "Foxy! Great to see you again today." He spoke with a spring in his step. His voice pitched into a sing-song like tone. He was a rather short man, wide, partially bald on the head, with a stringy moustache like an old-fashioned French gentleman. I gave him a respectful nod, to indicate that i was listening to what he had to say.

The man turned towards his desk and he inspected his pile of papers, carefully flicking through the 'F' section. I could only imagine he's going to give me a timetable of some sort. His eyes widened as he pulled out a file which was named 'Foxy Kasimir' and handed it to me. I glanced at him then back at the file, gently turning the pages. Amongst the documents and paper work i found my schedule and directions of the school. Also the name of my guide for the day, 'Bonnie Leveret'. And my Form class teacher 'Miss Cumberland'.

'306' Was the number next to my Form class. This is where i must go every morning before classes for about half an hour. I sighed and smiled at the principle. "Thank you, Sir." I pushed all of my documents back into a neat pile and carried them outside with me. Closing the door, i looked around once again. However, this time the halls were empty. Form must have already started. I took out the school map, trying to figure out the system. When i realised somebody came and stood in front of me.

He was shorter than me, by a long shot. He wore black rimmed glasses and had mauve-purple hair. He looked up at me, seeming rather intimidated. I flashed a smile. "May i help you?" I spoke intuitively.

"Uhh.. Foxy Kasimir? That's you isnt it?" his voice quivered slightly whilst talking to me.

"Aye, i be Foxy. And you lad?"

"Bonnie. Bonnie Leveret." His voice steadied. My eyes widened as i smiled softly, i took his hand and shook it well.

"Great to meet ya lad! I'm guessin' you're my guide for the day? It said in me paperwork!" I spoke enthusiastically. He looked rather taken-aback by my sudden shine of personality. But smiled as the anxiousness left his body, he clearly calmed down as he didn't look tense anymore.

"Yes! I'm in all of your classes, along with your Form Class! I'll be here all day if you have any questions!" He spoke formally.

"No need to be formal wit' me lad! I hope we can become great friends!" Clearly i wasn't actually this excited. I just want to make a good impression and at least try and make friends. Bonnie smiled at me.

"Me too Foxy, this way to Form!" He walked off down the corridor and turned to go up the stairs. I followed him sheepishly, up to the third floor. We stood outside a door for a signal from the teacher to enter.

Vixey's POV (Mangle)

I sat down at my desk in Form, I sat at the back of the classroom. Like the rest of the students, on a double desk. Only that i was alone, and everyone else was sitting with someone, except for a few people who were still arriving in late. Once we were all settled, i noticed only two seats were empty. The seat next to me and the seat next to Freddy Barrett, where Bonnie Leveret usually sat. I wonder where he was? He's never been late before.

Miss Cumberland cleared her throat in attempt to get the classes attention. It worked as the class quietened down. "Ahem. Good morning class. Today we have a new student!" She made a hand gesture as to plead for someone to come into the room. Bonnie Leveret came in, followed by a tall, broad figure, with dark crimson hair, and piercing golden eyes. Unfortunately, a black eyepatch covering one.

My mouth fell agape as i stared at him. He seemed to keep his eyes on me as he walked into the room. It was like a scene from a movie. Everything was in slow motion. I had only seen him yesterday, but today i seemed to see him in a whole new light. There was something almost divine about his presence. "This is Foxy Kasimir. Our newest student here at Evermour Academy. Foxy, if you would take a seat next to the lovely Vixey Bisera! Vixey, if you would kindly raise your hand?" She spoke in a gentle tone. She understood my situation in school as her voice sounded almost guilty to call out my name as snickers and whispered sounded around the class.

I looked down at my desk, a saddened expression sprawled across my face, as i raised my hand weakly.
"Thank you." I heard him speak. His powerful footsteps making their way towards me. As he walked up the isle a series of flirtatious comments and wolf whistles could be heard from the girls in my class. Obviously that would happen. As soon as a hot guy even comes into the perimeter of the school the girls take to them like bees to flowers.

He sat down next to me. I wouldn't dare look at him. I continued looking down, hoping to be ignored. "Now class if you'll kindly take out your books and we'll start the lesson!" She spoke powerfully before the chaotic classroom. Walking gracefully towards the back, handing Foxy a book. She turned back around, walking away. "Turn to page 24 in your textbooks and read through paragraphs 1 to 3." She placed her hands behind her back and observed us like a hawk. Only silent murmurs around the class still remained.

I heard someone talk into my ear. I felt chills run down my spine and goosebumps appearing on my arms. "Hey, Vixey." The voice was low and masculine, so i guessed who it was. I turned to look at Foxy, tilting my head slightly. "Can i share your textbook? I haven't been given mine yet.." He spoke gently, seeming rather embarrassed as a slight blush spread across his cheeks.

"Sure." I smiled lightly. I could feel my cheeks heating up. Pulling out my textbook, i placed it in the  middle of the table and turned to the right page. Smiling at Foxy again.

About half way during the lesson, i noticed people staring at my new neighbour. And not in a good way. Maybe because of yesterday's events? The fight? Jeez.. people are so judgemental.

Foxy's POV

Finally the lesson had finished, everyone rushed out of their seats, falling over each other to get out of the door, except the girl who sat next to me. She stayed seated until there were few people left, then stood and gathered her things. "Mind me asking why you wait so long t' leave?" Bonnie came to my side with two other people, who must be his friends. A short, blonde haired girl, she looked very 2D, her petite figure and bob hair cut. And a boy slightly taller than bonnie. He had chocolate brown hair and even darker brown eyes, he wore a black bowlers hat and had strangely long eyelashes.

"I uh.." She looked up at all of the people around her. She was clearly nervous.

"Foxy, i wouldn't bother, thats the weird girl, cmon let's go to science." Bonnie spoke.

"No Bonnie. Hold on lad." I ushered him away, his cruel words pissed me off slightly. Him and his friends walked away, leaving only me and her. "My apologies lass. Go on."

"I do it to stay out of a crowd.. To stay out the way.." She pushed in her chair.

"What lesson do ye have next?" I walked with her to the front of the room.

"Like Bonnie said.. Science." She spoke gently, looking up at me, her eyes sparkling slightly. I don't understand why people dislike her so much, she's so sweet and cute!

"I'll walk wit' ye lass." I said, smiling down at her. She smiled back gently, looking down to the floor as we walked through the corridor, people stared at us both. Whispering and snickering.

"Hey look! It's the weirdo and the brute!"

"Phaha! There's Mangle and the savage!"

"Yeah let the outcasts stick together, they have no one else."

"They're going to class you to have something to do with me.. Honestly if i were you i'd stay away." She sighed. I felt sorry for the girl. Outcasted for having frizzy hair?

What type of shit hole school is this?