A blue van pulls up in front of Mildrin High. The passenger door opens and a purple haired teen wearing a purple hoodie over the school uniform. It is his first day. His red eyes scan the front of the building.
"You have a good day, honey. I'll pick you up after school." The driver, a beautiful blue haired woman, says sweetly.
"...Okay." The boy mumbles and closes the door. The driver leaves and the boy puts in an ear-bud and puts his hood up, so no one stares at his hair. He knows he'd get enough trouble for his eye color.
"Look… A new kid… And he's wearing a ugly sweatshirt… If it's even a boy." One girl says, not even trying to be discrete. The purple haired boy sighs softly. A short, slightly chubby blond walks up to the boy.
"Hi! I'm Chica! Well, My name is Chicadira Grenver, but everyone calls me Chica! Nice to meet you and I hope we can be great friends!" The girl known as Chicadira says cheerfully. The boy looks at her, blinking. "Wow. I love your eye color! Is it natural or contacts? Not that there's anything wrong with contacts, or natural."
"T-they're naturally r-red…" Bonnie mutters. The bell rings.
"Oh, hey, what classes do you have?" Chicadira asks.
"E-english… Biology… Pre-a-Algebra… History… french… art… cr-creative writing and music…" The boy lists.
"Great! I have some of those and so do my friends!" Chicadira says, leading the boy into the school to their first period class.
"Ah. Miss Grenver. You finally decided to join us." The teacher spoke. "And you must be the new student. Hoodie and electronics need to go, boy. The purple haired boy silently takes off his hoodie and hide the iPod and stashing them away in his bag. "Now introduce yourself." The purple boy flinched and clenched his fists.
"I-I'm b-Bonnie Leterrix..." Bonnie stutters, thoroughly embarrassed and a little angry. Some of the students begin to laugh.
"He has a girls name!" A red head laughs.
"And look at that hair an those eyes! He's so faking it!" A brunette points out. Bonnie sinks further and further into his shell. Bonnie shuffles to an empty desk in the back but the teens didn't stop teasing and taunting the purple haired boy.
"STOP! That is enough teasing Bonnie because of a few little things. Act like civil human beings and stop." A brunette with slightly tanned skin and freckles says.
"Thank you, Mister Fazbear." The teacher says, continuing on to the lesson. After the bell rang, Bonnie packs his new English materials and stands up, shoving his hands in his pockets.
"Bonnie! Wait up!" Chicadira calls. Bonnie keeps walking, map out as he follows the path marked out for walks into the biology room.
"You must be Mister Leterrix. Come in, come in. Here's a pair of goggles and a lab coat. Now, I expect you to take care of those and don't lose them. I'll arrange you with a partner as soon as everyone is ready." The kind teacher says.
"Morning, Mrs. Aubren!" Chicadira greets.
"Good morning, Chicadira." Mrs. Aubren returns. Bonnie walks to the back of the room and waits.
"...Llo. Hello. I'm supposed to be your partner." A gold haired teen says. Bonnie puts on the coat and goggles as well as re-tieing his hair back so it wouldn't get in the way.
"Today we're going to dissect a frog." Mrs Aubren tells the teens, placing a frog and tools on each table and launches into the explanation. After Mrs. Aubren finishes, Bonnie starts dissecting the frog. Neither teen speaks and Bonnie does most of the work while his 'partner' plays around with a scalpel. The rest of the class, as well as the next two, pass quickly and somewhat uneventfully. The lunch bell rings. The classrooms empty as the teens file into the cafeteria. Bonnie walks into the room with his bagged lunch. Most of the tables are taken. Bonnie spots an empty table and sits down, replacing his ear-buds. Bonnie unpacks his lunch and a notepad.
"Hey! It's Bonnie! He looks so lonely." Chicadira says softly.
"Le's go sit with th' lad if ye wan', lass." A tall red head tells Chicadira.
"Alright~! Let's go cheer him up!" The short blond says, skipping to the table were Bonnie is sitting. Chicadira waves a hand in front of Bonnie's face. Bonnie ignores the hand and keeps focused on the notepad in front of him. The four look at each other, surprised. The brunette pulls the cord of the ear buds, yanking thing out of place. Bonnie looks up, a bit of a glare on his face before grabbing his things. Chicadira stops Bonnie by Standing in front of him."Hold on, Bonnie! How are you liking school so far?"
"...I h-hate it..." Bonnie says.
"Why are ye no' likin' it?" The red head asks.
"...J-just like the other s-schools I've been to..." Bonnie mutters and stands up. The purple haired boy walks out side of the cafeteria. The four exchange glances.
"Maybe ice cream will cheer him up or make him feel more welcome." Chicadira says.
"You're right, Chica. Let's go get some." The brunette says, smiling at the blond and making the watching girls swoon and gush over how handsome the teen is. The four go to the small freezer for the ice cream and took one, pooling together their left over money. Once payed, the four search for the purple haired teen. They find him sitting under a tree.
"Go give it to him, Freddy!" Chicadira says, pushing him slightly.
"Yeah, Frederick. Go give the boy the ice cream." The gold haired teen teases. Frederick snatches the frozen treat.
"Shut up, Gold." Frederick snaps.
"Temper, temper, brother~." Gold continues to tease.
"Just you wait, Gold. I'm going to get you when you least expect it." Frederick warns before walking towards Bonnie and sitting next to him. Frederick once again removes the ear-buds and held out the ice cream. Bonnie stares at it, taking it.
"Odd... Maybe he want's to be my friend... No. It won't last. He's just luring you into a false sense of security. When you least expect it, he'll just tease and pick on you, just like the rest." Bonnie dismisses the small voice. The bell rings. Frederick stands up and meets up with the three waiting teens. Bonnie waits till they leave before doing anything. The purple haired boy devours the ice cream and packs his stuff before heading to his next class.
The final bell rings and the teens rush out. Bonnie walks slowly, being shoved around by the other students. The same blue van is parked in front of the school. Bonnie hurries to it, opens the door, throws his back in the back then gets in the passenger seat.
"How was your first day, sweetie?" Mrs. Leterrix asks.
"... I-it was good..." Bonnie lies. Mrs. Leterrix smiles and kisses Bonnie's head.
"I'm glad to hear that, honey. Did you make any new friends?" She asks.
"...Lots..." Bonnie lies again. Bonnie didn't like lieing to his mom, but he didn't want to worry her.
"Oh, honey, tonight we'll be having guests over for dinner. Could you help clean up some before they arrive?" Mrs. Leterrix asks.
"...Sure mom..." Bonnie says. Both go silent, Bonnie looking out the window while his mother focuses on the road. In the matter of minutes, the van pulls to a stop in front of a small two bedroom house that had only a half bath, small kitchen and living room. The rooms where smaller. Bonnie gets out and grabs his bag from the back. Both he and Mrs. Leterrix walk to the small house. Mrs. Leterrix unlocks and opens the door. Bonnie walks in and goes straight to his room. After the two rested for a few minutes they begin cleaning up the small house and getting rid of boxes. After three hours straight of nonstop cleaning, they finish. The door bell rings.
"That must be them! Oh dear! I don't have anything made!" Mrs. Leterrix panics. Bonnie opens the front door.
"You must be Bonnie. Is you're mother home?" A tall blond haired woman asks. Bonnie walks to the living room. Moments later Mrs. Leterrix hurries to the door.
"I am so sorry. Dinner is on the stove so come in." The blue haired woman invites. Four people, the blond woman, blond and brunette boys and a tall brunette, enter the house and go to the living room where Bonnie is sitting, plucking the strings of his guitar.
"It's you!" The two teens yell.