¤ CB's POV ¤
"What's up with that guy?" I asked to myself as I look behind me, only to see Freddy exit the Canteen. I felt Chica shrug beside me, making me shake my head. So far, today has been nothing but secret agendas. And knowing politics, I don't like this.
When we arrived at the table, everyone was pretty much there, doing their normal things. But there's something off, I just can't put my finger on it. "Hey guys!" Mangle greeted, as the rest of the group turned their heads to us.
I smiled at them, as Chica gestured for the both of us to seat. "Hey Mangle, how's the Arts Club?" Chica asked her, as Bonnie went to her side. "It was actually going great, not until Mrs. Flowers had to go somewhere."
"What happened?" I butted in, taking a bite out of my sandwich. Just so you know, teacher's fishy business is a good topic to discuss among friends, but don't be too loud about it if you guys don't want to be caught red-handed. "Something about a family matter. Some say her grandpa has a sickness, I'm not sure," Mangle trailed off, as Foxy came along and sat beside her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.
Kellen suddenly stood up from his seat loudly, making everyone silent as we turn our heads to him. By the looks of it, he's kinda nervous and really frightened for some reason. I raised my eyebrow at him, as his eyes landed on me. "Kellen, you alri-"
"E-excuse me, I'll just go to t-the bathroom," Kellen cut me off before I can ask if he's alright, and then he gave Joe a glance before walking away from the table, and to the exit of the Canteen.
Everybody in our table stood silent, as we watch him exit from our seats. "Blimey, that was odd for him to get out the Canteen," Bonnie pointed out with knitted eyebrows, as I looked at him, confused. "Why?" I asked him.
"CB, you do know that there's a restroom in this building, right?" Foxy asked me, and for a moment I froze because Foxy's right. It's not like Foxy's rarely even right, its because that leaves the next obvious question.
"Then why did he got out instead of using the bathrooms here?" I asked out loud absentmindedly, staring at the doors that leads to the exit of the Canteen.
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¤ Freddy's POV ¤
"What took you so long?" I questioned Kellen, as he approached me from the alleyway beside the Canteen. "Just get to the point," He snapped, making my eyes grow wide. He's as confused as she is.
"Do you know something I don't?" He pushed on, as he took a step forward to me. His hands are on fists, as I took a deep breath. "Yes," I paused, as I see him flinch in front of me. I looked up, trying to find the right words. "But I don't think its something that you want to know."
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Sweeter Than Fiction (Freddy x Baby) || DISCONTINUED ||
أدب الهواةNOTE: Better read this book in "Paging Mode" ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ Freddy rolls his eyes annoyingly at Baby, as she shook her head with a disapproving look on her face. Chica looked at the...