"Chica! Are you ok?"
Chica was sweating and Foxy was shaking her.
"Yea I'm fine. Just a bad dream is all."
"You sure?" Foxy asked.
"Yea, I'm sure." Chica replied. She was still breathing heavily. Foxy brought his hand up to Chica's heart.
"Chica, just know I will always be there for you." Foxy said lovingly.
"Thank you." They Both walked into the kitchen and Chica cooked their breakfast. After she finished, they both sat down and gobbled up their breakfast.
"That was delicious Chica!" Foxy exclaimed, hugging Chica tightly.
"Um, Foxy, I can't breathe!"
"Sorry." Foxy let go of Chica and set her back down on her chair. "You know, todays Wednesday. That means school. And because you've missed school a lot lately, you're going to have to be going everyday from now on, no matter what." Chica's face went pale. She let out a long, grumpy moan.
"Noooooooo." She slowly got up from the table and went to their bedroom. She picked out some clothes and went to get dressed. She came out in a light pink dress and pink tights. She grabbed her backpack and her and Foxy walked out the door and got into their car, after going down the apartment building in the elevator. They drove to school and the entire time, Chica was sweating and felt like she was about to die of nervousness. When they arrived at school, Chica and Foxy got out of the car. The first thing Chica noticed was that most of the students gave her weird looks and whispered when they were around her. Chica tensed up at this and Foxy noticed.
"Chica, it'll be fine." Chica just let out a sigh and walked to the doors of the school. She was greeted by Tracy, Macy, and Stacy.
"Omg, hi!" Stacy chirped.
"Are you ok?" Tracy asked. Macy just sat there in silence.
"Yeah I'm fine, I think." Tracy and Stacy hugged Chica.
"Well, it'll all work out in the end." Stacy said. The bell rung. Chica ran to get to her class. Foxy wasn't in her class though. He was in none of them.
Meanwhile, Tracy and Macy had left to go to their classes, leaving Stacy and Foxy.
"Hey, big boy." Stacy said. Foxy gulped. "you should leave Chica, date me instead."
"No thanks."
"Well than I'll just have to convince you." She pulled Foxy into the janitors closet and started to kiss Foxy, but Foxy pushed her off him.
"It was you!" Foxy yelled. "You made the photos!" He gave Stacy a glare and ran out of the janitors closet. Stacy sat there, an evil grin on her face.
"Phase 1 complete."