Hey guys! ILikeChickenFries here with another fanfiction! This time I've decided to make a fanfiction based off of the Five Night's At Freddy's topic. This fanfiction will be in the POV of Springtrap (Springtrap is a girl in this fanfiction) at all times. I'll try not to make this fanfiction horrible like my last one which I apologize for. Hope you guy's like it!
It happened on a Thursday of August. I was walking to school on that breezy, and gloomy day for the first time. I had just moved here with my parents and was dreading the day I had to introduce myself at the new school. My parents wanted a "fresh start" on life as they said. All it was for me was leaving the shitty life I had before behind. As I walked into my First Period class I felt the whole room look at me. I looked down covering my face and walking to the farthest seat in the back.
The majority of the class had started talking to their friends and the rest were paying attention to the teacher waiting for her to say something. I panned the room observing who my classmates were going to be for the first semester and didn't find anything appealing. The teacher straightened her papers and looked up waiting for the bell to ring. A couple of minutes later the bell rung and people moved back to their seats and stopped talking. The teacher stood up and moved to the center of the room. "Good morning class, I hope you are all doing fine this morning." Everyone nodded and waited for her to continue speaking.
This dirty blonde girl replied, "I'm doing wonderful this morning! How about you ma'am?" The teacher looked at the blonde and replied, "I'm fine thanks Chica." Chica. That was her name. Chica smiled as if pleased at herself and the teacher spoke again, "Class we have a new addition to our school, Emilie would you like to stand up and introduce yourself?" I looked around at everyone and stood up and then grabbed at my sweatshirt with my fingers and pulled it over my hands and hugged my stomach. "Um.. Hi.. I'm Emilie Springtrap.." I saw everyone look at me and the teacher smiled and said, "Very nice to meet you Emilie, welcome! Would you like to tell us what you like to do?" Was this Elementary school or something, I'm in fucking high school lady come on. I still replied. "Uh.. I like to sketch things..." The teacher smiled at me once again and replied, "Well, that's wonderful, I hope you like this school and make some friends! Everyone welcome Emilie!" No-one said anything and she continued on with her lesson.
I did my assignment and the bell rung shortly after. I stood up and pulled up my jeans and proceeded to grab my binder. This brunette boy smiled at me then stuck his foot out as I walked by and tripped me. I fell and dropped my things and I heard him snicker and then walk off. I shook my head and sat up onto my knees and started putting my stuff back into my binder when a blond boy bent down and started helping me. He looked at me with his sky blue eyes and smiled. "Hello Emilie." He said with a smile. I was about to reply when he spoke again, "My name is Ryan Fredbear. Ignore those guys. They're jerks." He was referring to the brunette that tripped me. We finished picking up my stuff and I stood up. "Thanks Ryan.." He smiled again and I felt my heart flutter. I shook my head and walked off to my Second Period.
He ran and caught up to me and said, "Emile, Would you like to sit with me at lunch? I'd be happy to show you around the place." I nodded and turned left to my next class and he followed. I started thinking we had the same Second Period but we didn't He swerved left right before I walked into my classroom and looked back at me with another smile. Did he ever stop smiling? I wondered. I sat down thinking about Ryan Fredbear until lunch came along. I bent down to put my stuff in my locker and was going to blow him off and not go to lunch but he was behind me waiting. I stood up and said, "Uh.. Hi Ryan." He bowed as if I was some queen and replied, "Hello Miss Emilie." Why was he so polite.. I wondered. We walked down to lunch and he told me to choose where to sit. I chose the very back corner in an unpopulated area.
We started eating and not long after I got into my second bite of Pizza I heard him say, "So, what's your story?" I looked at him quizzically. "Excuse me? My story? I don't have one?" He laughed. "Everyone has a story Emilie. Where are you from, why are you here, what's your full name, favorite color...etc." I shook my head, "You really want to be my friend don't you." He laughed again and nodded then took a bite of his Pizza. "Green." He looked up. "Green? That's your favorite color?" I nodded and replied, "Yes, It reminds me of the meadows that I used to play in as a kid." He looked back down at his Pizza and back at me. "That's a good start." It was my turn to laugh. We finished eating and then walked outside.
I wandered away from him and sat down against the South Wall alone hugging my knees. I put my earbuds in and started listening to my music when I saw him walk up to me again. He sat down next to me and leaned over my shoulder and looked at my phone. "Emilie." I took out one earbud and looked at him. "Yes Ryan?" He got a serious look on his face, "Will you tell me if Freddy and his gang bully you again?" That was his name, Freddy. It sounded familiar but I shrugged it off. He was still looking at me waiting for my answer. "Sure, yeah." He smiled again. "Thanks. I have to get back to class, but text me?" He shoved a paper into my pocket and got up and walked off.
After school had ended, I had grabbed my backpack and started walking home. I saw the buses drive by me and I waited to cross the road. I saw Ryan sitting on the bus staring at the window at me and he waved. I smiled back and then walked across the street and on my way home. I fumbled for my key and pulled it out and went to unlock the front door but learned that it was already unlocked. I wondered why my parents were home early and I walked in. "Mom? Dad?" I said and tip-toed into the hallway. I heard them talking. It was about me. "Martha, you know how she is around people. I told you this was a bad idea moving here." I twisted my face in confusion and waited for my mother's reply. "Tom, we shouldn't have even had her in the first place. I told you I didn't want a child, and she's... deformed. I never wanted her."
I had ran up into my room and secluded myself inside of my bedroom. I sat down at my desk and looked out at the window and felt tears dripping down my cheeks. I heard a knock at my door and I refused to open it. "Emilie sweetie are you okay?" I shook my head and got up and opened the door. My face I imagined looked terrible and I just ignored it. My father took one look at me and knew that I had overheard their conversation. "She didn't mean it you know Emilie." I just laughed and shook my head and then slammed my door and locked it then jumped on my bed and started crying.
The next day I didn't come down for breakfast and I just walked downstairs to go to school. My parents tried to give me a hug but I shrugged them off and walked to school. I saw Ryan on the upcoming bus looking stressed. He looked at me and then looked down and the bus zoomed by. I kept walking and proceeded into First Period. I sat down in my usual seat and then I saw him walk in a little later and he sat right in front of me. "Emile. Why didn't you call me last n-" A tear dripped down my cheek and I pulled my hoodie over my head. "Are you okay?" The teacher tapped on my shoulder and told me to take my hoodie off in class. I sadly obliged and Ryan kept staring at me. "Emilie tell me what's wrong." I shook my head and mumbled, "I'll tell you at lunch.."
I walked down to lunch and saw Ryan already sitting in our corner. I sat down and he looked at me trying to examine my expression then stated, "Why aren't you getting food?" I looked right into his sky blue eyes and said, "I'm not hungry." He raised an eyebrow, "Liar." I shook my head and went to get up and he put his hand on mine. "You were going to tell me what's wrong." I rolled my eyes and sat back down. I told him everything in a rushed whisper then got up and left him sitting there with a glint in his eyes. I felt his eyes burning into my back and I looked back for a split second and then ran into Freddy. I fell back and hit the floor. "Easy now, don't get yourself in a mess you don't want to be in." He kicked my leg and walked off.
Ryan ran over to me and helped me up. "What a little shit he is." I nodded and shrugged off Ryan then continued to walk off. I looked back and saw Ryan still standing there looking at me with sad eyes. I knew that all he wanted to do was talk to me but I simply ignored him. The day flashed by like a blur and the next thing I knew I was walking home again. I walked in hearing my parents talking again. This time they weren't talking about me. "Tom, what're we going to do. We can't afford this house. We can't afford anything else." I silently walked upstairs and sat onto my bed curling in a ball and started crying. I heard someone slam the door and then the car leave. I heard someone walk upstairs and walk in my room. "Honey." It was my dad. "Your mom just uh... left.."
Chapter 1 done. I hope you guys liked it and I hope you look forward to Chapter 2. I know it's not professional writing but I tried!