Misunderstood - Foxy x Mangle

Chapter 3~

Foxy's POV

I opened the door and allowed her to step in first, she looked rather stunned at my action and smiled, walking in. I followed. I watched as her hips swayed, her tail moving gracefully behind her. The teacher handed me a book and pointed me to a seat, which was right in the middle of the class.

I constantly either look angry or miserable. So people seemed frightened of me, or thought they were tough and decided to name call. Which I didn't really care for. I took my seat next to an emo-looking boy with black hair, black and white clothes and silver piercings, he looked at me and nodded his head, I nodded back as the class begun.

The day went by slowly, it was frustrating. I didn't get the chance to talk to Vixey again that day, I couldn't find her at lunch and she sat away from me in the rest of my classes. I made friends with Bonnie and his crew, Freddy and Chica. As I abandoned the school grounds I watched as Vixey stood up from a seat, shakily. she was wearing roller skates, inlines at that. I smiled as she skated off before most people had the chance to leave.

I felt a tap on my back and Bonnie, Freddy and Chica appeared around me. "We're walking home with you" Bonnie spoke, his voice smug. Chica nodded enthusiastically and Freddy just smiled. Ugh, god no. I smiled and chuckled a little to not be rude, I didn't want to decline my 'friends'.

"Aye." I started as we begun to walk. These guys weren't actually that bad, Bonnie just annoyed me earlier for his comment on Vixey. "Hey lad. What's everyone's problem with that Vixey lass?" I enquired.

"Oh.. uh.. Welllll, there are countless rumours about her, and from what I've heard I don't want to be involved with her." Freddy spoke first.

"What rumours exactly?" I looked at him, Bonnie spoke next.

"You haven't heard?" He sounded shocked. What the hell was going on? Chica looked scared, she audibly shivered. "That monster supposedly killed someone, and have you not noticed her scarring?"

"No? And t' lass doesn't seem like the type of person to kill someone, tis' probably just a rumour." I was confident that these things were untrue, she was so sweet and lovely.

"Along her neck, she has those lines, like what you put on material when you cut it, lining out where you're going to cut, she also has them on her wrists, elbows and knees. I don't know about anywhere else because we all seen them in PE."

"So where's ta proof of her being a murderer? Lass might just have a SH problem.. I would too if I was her, she gets treated like dirt." I scoffed.

"Well.. there is no proof, that's just what people say" he cowered.

"I thought as much. Well, this is me, see ya later." I rolled my eyes once I walked away. I heard them saying bye, then their footsteps growing quieter.

I went to open the door but someone else got there first. "Who were they? How was your day? You've made friends already?!" My Mam stood at the door with a giant grin plastered on her face. She let me in as I wandered down the corridor and into the kitchen, the house seemed different, something seemed off. It was if the walls were closing in on me, the shadows chanting my name, something deadly lurking in the dark, waiting to jump out and tare us to shreds. I shook my head and begun to talk to my mother.

"Yeah I made some friends." I spoke plainly. She lit up as the cheered quietly. This was a big thing for her as I never really made friends in the past. I sat don with her in the living room as the TV was blaring the news channel. Although the current story caught my attention.

                                  !Attention!
Child kidnapper and torturer Jeremy Fitz-Gerald has finally been caught after being in hiding for 4 years, after torturing and abusing 12 year old Vixey Bisera (Now 16). Fitz-Gerald cut markings into the girls body where he threatened to remove her limbs, he stalked and terrorised the girl for a year before he finally abducted her outside of the famous Freddy Fazbears Pizzeria.