A/N: Hi! Just really quick, a couple of things.

One: I do not own five nights at freddy's all rights go to Scott Cawthon. (haha my computer just tried to autocorrect his name to Caution

Two: This will not be a normal FNAF fic. The characters will not be sentient, they will not be talking and for the love of Christ they will not be having sex with my OC. :) Sorry. Enjoy.

Until Next Time ~Nebilas

Chapter 1: The Hell That is Life (Specifically Mine)

May 24, 2015

2:37 P.M.

I concealed a yawn. Ok. not true. I didn't bother to conceal it because let's be honest. That would have required effort. However my yawn was not lost on my teacher Ms. McMahon. (Pronounced McMan. Something I find exceedingly stupid) She gave me her patented death glare. To be honest it wasn't that good of one. I yawned again. She scoffed and rolled her eyes up to the heavens as if to ask "What did I do to deserve these ignorant children?" Sue me lady it's the last day of school. Now to be fair I had been yawning in her class all year. But hey I graduate in a week so whatever I guess. I will never have to see her again. Or anyone else in this lousy school for that matter. I yawned again and pulled out my phone. "Erik bring me your phone." I looked up slowly, incredulously at the red headed woman at the front of the classroom. "Don't give me that look bring me your phone."

My thought process at this point. 'She's joking right? My year ends in 3 minutes. Ohhhh she's not kidding. Joyous. Can I stall? For 180 seconds…? Not a chance.' my thoughts were interrupted by her saying "Erik if you don't get up here in 3 seconds you aren't graduating." I giggled. I couldn't help it. It had been such a long four years and this… bitch was trying to take that from me because of a cell phone? It was too incredulous to believe. Also I was still graduating either way. I was going to my dream college next year, I had all credits passed. I knew it was an empty threat and so did she. But I still cooperated because why not. She couldn't keep it forever. I yawned as I handed it over to her. I was tired it wasn't intentional. I turned around and surveyed the class for a few seconds. Everyone was on their phone. And she knew. But she ignored it. I was so excited to get out of this place where I had been labeled as pariah. But just like that the bell rang, I was done with high school, and I snatched my phone back out of McMahon's grasp and I walked out the door, never to return.

3:45

I sighed as I finally walked through the front door of my apartment. I sighed and for the fifth time that day wished that I had a dog. "Amy I'm home!" I yelled. I listened for a moment and sighed. Nothing. Amy was my best friend and love interest. We had both lost our parents in a court bombing when we were 15. The four were lawyers and were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. They left us the apartment to fall back on and since we'd been family friends for so long, we lived together. Amy and I were opposites in the eyes of the school. She was one of the more popular girls and I was well… not. She was volleyball captain and I played soccer and tennis. She was an inch taller than me, at 6 feet even and drop dead gorgeous. And then there was me with my scraggly blonde hair, socially awkward, shy and nerdy. No glasses but I may as well have. I worked out but nobody seemed to notice. I was extremely friend zoned with Amy either way. She'd had several boyfriends over the years and she had asked me to stay out of the house on more than one occasion for a night.

I sighed and I collapsed into my bed. I put in my headphones and decided to listen to some music. I cranked up the volume so I wouldn't be disturbed and turned on my long playlist and Foo Fighters came on. I got up and began to prepare my dinner. Who knew when Amy would be back. Well Amy probably but that's besides the point. I sighed and resumed losing myself to the music.

8:47

I was now exceedingly bored and perusing the internet for ideas. My playlist had finished and Amy was still not home. I sighed and stared at the computer wondering what I should do this summer besides have no social life. I'm leaving in three months but I need something to do during those three months. I sighed and found myself going through summer jobs options. I didn't necessarily need money but it would be nice to have extra. I scrolled through further and further. Past all of the jobs that would make sense for a normal person. You know, waiter, lifeguard, all of that. I sighed and looked further on. At that moment the front door crashed open and I heard giggling.

I froze and grabbed my phone. I had turned off notifications to preserve my personal universe and almost screamed when I saw the text from Amy. You might not want to be home until like midnight. I did not need this today. I looked around for my headphones and hat and found them on my bed again. However, as I grabbed my stuff to head out I noticed an opening that caught my eye. I scanned it for a moment and contemplated. I shrugged and took a picture. Then I cranked up another of my playlists and grimaced as I heard the first noises coming from Amy's room. I didn't have a keen interest in seeing her new boyfriend. I ignored the muffled noises coming from beyond her door and walked out the front door and I decided to fully read the advertisement.

Family pizzeria looking for a security guard to

Work the nightshift. 12 am to 6am

Monitor Cameras, ensure safety of

Equipment and animatronic characters

Not responsible for injury/dismemberment

$500.00 per week

To apply call 1-888-FAZ-FAZBEAR

I paused at the part about injury/dismemberment. I passed it off as a legal thing. Then I read the $500.00 per week. Assuming it was M-F that was a fancy way of them saying they'd be paying me minimum wage. But I was ok with that. I glanced at the top of the page and saw the big FREDDY FAZBEAR'S PIZZA in all caps with their silly little bear in a top hat and bowtie staring at the camera directly underneath it. "I assume you're Freddy" I said to the picture. I blinked and realized how dumb I was being and without questioning my sanity again I called the pizzeria.