(A/N: I do not own Five Nights at Freddy's or any characters)
Fazbear High School
Chapter 1- First day of school
Beep! Beep! Beep!
Bonnie slowly opened his eyes to the sound of his alarm clock. It sounded even louder
when waking up from a deep slumber. Bonnie groaned and slammed his hand down on
the alarm clocks top. The clock stopped ringing immediately. "Bonnie? Bonnie are you
awake?" Bonnie's mother was knocking on Bonnie's bedroom door. Bonnie yawned.
"Yeah, Mom, I'm awake" he said, rising out of bed and walking over to his closet where
he chose to wear a plain white t-shirt, slightly torn jeans and a black beanie to set off
his lavender dyed hair. "Oh, surely you aren't wearing that to your new school!"
Bonnie's mother exclaimed in protest, when Bonnie entered the kitchen.
Bonnie sighed. "Mom, I honestly don't think anyone's gonna care what I wear" he said,
as if he went over this millions of times
before. "I just want you looking decent, not looking like some punk kid who does
drugs" Bonnie's mother said. "I've always looked like this! Where have you been?"
Bonnie exclaimed. Bonnie's mother paid no attention to the last question and handed
her son his backpack. "Have a nice first day of high school, my grown man!" She
cooed and planted kisses all over her sons cheeks. "Mom!" Bonnie protested, trying
to escape his mothers vice grip. Finally, Bonnie's mother let go of Bonnie and ushered
him to the door. "Bye, sweetie!" Was the last farewell before Bonnie took off running to
the bus stop, to escape another kiss attack. "They grow up so fast" Bonnie's mother
said as she watched her son sprint to the bus stop. She sighed and went about her
business.
Bonnie was panting by the time he reached the area where the bus stopped for
students. He noticed that the kids who were already there were staring at him.
Quickly, Bonnie quieted his heavy breathing and maintained a cool posture as he
looked about the other kids. A blonde girl wearing a yellow tank top with the words
"LETS PARTY" and slim cut jeans was texting on her cell phone, a crimson haired boy
in slightly torn up, trashed clothes, was playing around with a fake hook and eye patch,
a brown haired boy with a brown button down shirt and red bow tie in loose jeans,
wearing a top hat, was talking to another boy about the same age with dirty blond hair
Who was wearing a black t-shirt, black pants, a chain necklace that said "ITS ME" in
Diamonds. Apparently, the dirty blond boy was stealing glaring glances at Bonnie, and
talking at the same time. Bonnie wondered what they were talking about. Maybe it was
about him, the new kid and what he would bring the school to. Bonnie was so lost in
thought that he didn't hear the dirty blond calling out his hair color. "Purple hair! Yeah
you!" He called out, pointing directly at Bonnie. Bonnie didn't know how to respond. So
he jammed both of his hands in his pockets and leaned against a stop sign. "Yeah?"
he said back. "You the new kid, right?" He asked. Bonnie chuckled. "Does anyone else
here look new?" He motioned to everyone at the bus stop. Blond hair thought about
that and laughed a creepy monotone that made Bonnie's arm hairs stand on end.
"Guess not. You can chill with me and my brother" he said, punching the brown haired
kid on the shoulder. "Ow!" Brown hair exclaimed, rubbing his bruised shoulder. Bonnie
smiled and walked over to Blond hair and crew. "My name is Bonnie" Bonnie said,
pulling out a hand for a high five. Blond hair slapped the palm in a high five.
"The names Gold" he said, shaking his mane of dirty blond hair to prove his point. Gold
pointed to the brown haired boy. "That's my bro, Freddy, or Fred-Bear as people call
him" he said. "Why do they call you Fred-Bear?" Bonnie asked. Freddy and Gold
smiled at each other. "You're about to find out" Freddy whispered as he lunged
forward...
(A/N: My first cliff hanger! Sorry if it had to stop right here! But I thought it was a good
resting point and a gag because if you have played the game, the characters lunge at
you to kill you (FNAF 2). Make sure to like this story and follow it!)
