Into the Past- a FNAF fan-fic

Chapter 5: School Day!

Freddy sat in the back of the bus. He didn't want to mingle. If he talked with someone, they would just be talking about school, which he hated.

His mom always said, "Oh, well, HATE is such a strong word..." and he'd known that from so long ago. But he still absolutely hated school, with the exceptions of Science and Gym.

He looked forward. Two girls were giggling and chatting about... about something he didn't know. He considered eavesdropping, but then decided against it. He was curious, but didn't want to be like a stalker.

That's what he'd always thought of eavesdropping.

One of the girls looked super girly, but you could see part if her endoskeleton. It looked painful. Freddy flinched.

The other girl was just giggling at everything. Freddy wasn't even sure everything was funny. She was wearing alot of pink, and was swaying back and forth.

Both girls seemed to be smiling like crazy, but he didn't know why, and wasn't sure he wanted to. Maybe they hadn't seen eachother in a while.

Freddy leaned against the window and looked outside. He could see the top of the school in the distance. They would be there in five minutes, or maybe even less. He sighed. School was awful.

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Bonnie saw the bus drive away. No problem, because he'd been planning to skateboard to school. He wasn't sure where the school was, he hadn't been there for a while. He took out a map and took off.

As the bus passed him, he saw a bear in the last seat, just staring out the window. He looked to where the bear was staring, and saw the school. He thumbs-upped the bear, but he didn't notice.

Bonnie sped away to the school, and when he got there, he took off his helmet, his knee and elbow pads, and his wrist braces. The bus arrived three minutes later. Everyone piled off, and Bonnie went inside.

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Mangle stepped up onto the bus, but there were no free seats. She would have to sit with someone. She noticed a little chicken snuggled up against the window in one seat, humming to herself. She had headphones on.

Mangle tapped her, and she jumped. "Eep!" she shrieked, and took off her headphones. "Hiya! What's your name?" the chicken asked. She was cheerful. More cheerful than Mangle would have liked, but she was mingling.

"My name's Foxy, but my... uh.... my friends call me Mangle. I mean, I prefer Mangle. I, uh, I don't really have any friends..." Mangle said, and rubbed her arm.

The chicken giggled and sat her down. "I'll be your friend!" she said. "To say the truth, I don't have any friends either." she said, and frowned. But then she looked at Mangle and smiled.

"My name's Chica! So, should I call you Mangle?" she asked. Mangle smiled. "Yeah. So, what were you humming just then?" she asked.

Chica looked up and looked like she was thinking. "Its called Glad You Came. I don't remember the band." she said. "Cool, my favorite song is Bad Boy by Cascada." Mangle said.

Chica was giggling every time Mangle spoke. She was super girly.

But Mangle wasn't complaining.

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Chica sat on the bus, nuzzled up against the window. She had her headphones on, and was humming to Glad You Came. She couldn't really remember the band name.

Her phone case was customized. It was green and had a quote on it. Keep calm and love Jacksepticeye. It had a picture of the septic eye on the top. She was kind of self concious about it.

Sometimes, others took it the wrong way.

Suddenly, she felt a tap on her shoulder. "Eep!" she screamed, and she jumped at the surprise. She hid her phone, and took off her headphones. She looked up and saw a white and pink fox.

She looked super girly, but Chica wasn't sure, because you could also see some of her endoskeleton. She looked nice enough.

"Hiya! What's your name?" Chica asked. The fox seemed to process this. "My name's Foxy, but my... uh.... my friends call me Mangle. I mean, I prefer Mangle. I, uh, I don't really have any friends..." she said.

Mangle? Chica giggled. It suited her. She sat Mangle down, and turned to face her. "I'll be your friend! To say the truth, I don't have any friends either." Chica said. She frowned. But then she smiled.

"My name's Chica! So, should I call you Mangle?" she asked. Mangle seemed to have a glimmer of a smile at this. "Yeah. So, what were you humming just then?" Mangle asked.

Chica couldn't remember the band. She thought about it fir a few seconds, but then just said, "Its called Glad You Came. I don't remember the band." she had her headphones around her neck, still humming the song a bit.

"Cool. My favorite song is Bad Boy by Cascada." Mangle said. Chica giggled again. "I like that song too! I like alot of Cascada's songs! Especially Miracle!" Chica said.

Chica saw a bear staring at them, but she didn't talk to him. "Hey, there's someone watching us." Chica said. Mangle looked up, and she saw the bear looking out the window."Not anymore. The only guy behind us is staring out a window." Mangle said.

The only guy? Chica looked back. Some of the seats had been retreated. Then she noticed everyone getting off the bus. She giggled and stood up.