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Ft. FNAF tormentors
Genre→ <comedy, idk...normal?>
This is Pt. 1! Lwk discontinued...:(
{Small pause: since their names are not official I'll use wtv google provides}
You, just a very normal stereotypical teenager, had just moved to Hurricane, Utah. You've heard quite the rumors about the place...but you chose to keep your sanity and not look into them since you lived there now and you'd rather not be scared to get out of your house for however long the whatever people are talking about will stain your brain.
You were sure that the first day of school would be so awkward, since it wasn't really the actual first day of school but YOUR first day of school. With that being said that meant that you had to awkwardly introduce yourself to your new class mid semester.
The American school was right in front of you, so many people, lots of new things to get used to...and you were, freaked out to say the least. You wave goodbye to your parent(s) and look ahead, with shaky steps you begin walking into your new school. The students were very..interesting, some girls on the benches, dyed hair, crop tops, piercings, their stunning looks make you almost flushed. They didn't have uniforms, so that meant everyone was dressed in their own style, very unusual from what you were used to. Looking around you see a group of friends all very glammed, making tiktoks and following all new trends per usual, this was soooo stereotypical. Some guys sitting on the school yard stairs, smoking or whatever seemed cool. A couple near a tree, blushing looking at each other. All this was kinda overstimulating for 8 in the morning. You decided it was for the best to sit on a bench on your own, minding your business. You didn't want to stick your nose into the business of others, or seem annoying, it was your first day here so better act collected and cool. The bell rang, as all the students sum up their stuff and move to the building, your anxiety rose, hands shook lightly, you looked up the school stairs, walking steadily on them going inside from the boujee looking doors. You searched for your class, hmm they seem to have lockers here, cool. You weren't ready for that yet, so you just walked further in the building, not looking at anyone, just your newly bought kicks and walked ahead. Your hand tightened on your skirt as you saw your class, a sigh leaving your lips as you saw no teacher in it yet. You took a deep breath and walked in, no one seemed to notice you, that's good. You scanned the class shyly, an empty desk winking at you, as you hummed to yourself satisfied, and going to sit down. You sat, sighing slightly way more shaken than you should be. You looked around the class, your new classmates seemed ...uh... different than you're used to, being used to your old school in (birth place) where everything was very...ruled, and neat you had a lot to get used to here.
A teacher approached the class, to your surprise she seemed quite sweet, she clapped her hands to get everyone to settle down, as everyone dramatically grunted and sat down, she cleared up her throat. "Attendance time class!" You gulped down your nerves as she started yelling out names one by one- "Smith?" You almost laughed, wow right npc ass name- "Afton?- Afton!" She sighed and wrote something down on the paper "Mister Brown could you explain he's absence this time? Or just skipping huh?" She looked right at a guy who was smirking lightly, hands behind his head, "He's probably late, teach, you know Mike.." He had a tan to him, brown lightly buzzed hair, he had quite a charm to him, soft English accent, his style looked a bit like street style wear. The teacher sighed and continued on, "L/N?" You looked down at your desk and cleared your throat, "Here." You said gently, some eyes scanning you up and down, you felt judged, but you got over it.
The class started, what was good is that you didn't need to go through any dreading introduction. Just as you started to focus, the door opened widely, a tall, guy walked in, "Afton. You're late." Ah, that's who it is...wow. uh. "I know I'm late. Obviously. I was...just-" "Just go sit down!" He rolled his eyes and sighed as he walked towards-- '?!?!' your...desk..."yo- who 're you." His English accent, heavier than the other guy, really made you question if you were in the right country. "Uhm...-" "that's, my seat." He didn't give you time to answer "Ma'am. This loser is in my seat." He turned to the teacher with furrowed brows. "No judging Micheal...just...sit down next to her." The teacher said with a stern tone. "Get her out of my-" "Sit down!" She yelled, making you flinch lightly. Fuck, you probably look like more of a pussy now. He grunted and pulled back the chair next to you, with a loud scrape of it on the floor. With him being sat now, the teacher continued with the lesson.
The guy, uh 'micheal', rested his head on his hand, elbow on the desk as he looked at the board, not really paying attention- "hey uh-" you muttered not really looking up from your book "my bad, I didn't know the seat was y-" "I don't give a fuck. Really." He said with an annoyed expression...you found yourself slightly looking at him, well he was quite handsome...he had a nice looking brunette cut, he was kinda pale, his eyes really got you stuck, nice icy blue...his clothes were casual, but kinda old looking you didn't comment on it...you turned back to face your book. After some minutes you looked into your watch "Do you know when the bell rings?..." "What time is it now?" He whispered, his voice kinda...kinda? Lighter than before? You showed him your watch, '9:04' "Like...in 10 minutes I think." "Oh. Cheers." You said giving him a kind smile, before returning to face the board now almost full of things you missed to write down on time...'of fuck.' you whispered, getting out your notebook to start coping down whatever you missed.
**ring** **ring** **ringgggggg**
A sigh left your lips as the bell rang. In a matter of seconds that one guy from before, who you'd figured to be Michael's friend was over your desk, chatting to his friend as he stood up, his hand pushing back the chair which got your shoe pushed between his and your chairs' legs "ow." You muttered kicking the chair away lightly. As Micheal paid no mind to you, his friend looked back, scanning you. "Yo Mike... who's that" he muttered low enough so you wouldn't hear. "No idea. Just a chick who decided to sit on my seat." "Oooo, fancy her?" "Don't even start, Chip." And with that they walked away leaving you to yourself.
Break time was...humbling to say the least. Completely left to your peace you sat down on a bench getting a little sandwich you'd packed up yourself. You sighed biting down on the sandwich when- "Hey!- Stop asshole!" you looked up to see the same two guys from before, except they were with two other people...all dressed alike, same hip, cool fashion sense. They were laughing with each other, one of the new faces pulling on the back of the shirt of 'chip's' or what his name was, he was kind of a short guy, at least shorter than the others, makes sense that he would be the one getting teased...They looked like quite the headache together, you were glad they weren't all in the same class. You looked away. Biting on your sandwich again.
The bell rang, people got to their classes again, so did you. You went back to your class, looking at the same desk you were sitting before...you saw, Micheal sitting down already, feet on the desk, his dirty shoes on display. You took a breath and approached him. "Hey uh...dude.." he looked up with an annoyed expression which eased up a bit when he saw who it was. "What." He looked back down on his phone. "Mind if I...sit here again?" You fiddled with the fabric of your skirt. "Hm.." he looked back up at you, his blue eyes half lidded "suit yourself." He kicked back the chair next to him, propping his legs back up on the desk.
"you're new right..?" He muttered, not looking up from his phone. "Uh yeah...first day." You raised your brows, "Figured. Where ya from? You don't look like the standard American teen." "Uh...I don't know if I should be offended but ..I'm from...(Birth place)" "Oh well. K." With that he went back to scrolling on his phone. "Hey," he hummed as an answer "Mind if I keep sitting next to you? You look like quite the good seatmate..." You saw his eyes widen slightly, his lips parting, "uh....sure. I don't care." He cleared his throat, you could've sworn you saw his ears redden.
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The rest of the day was pretty normal, you went through the classes surprisingly well, but with the social skills of yours the only person you talked to today was Micheal so...that wasn't so good. Walking out of school you looked around the yard, it was kinda empty, didn't bother questioning how the students left so quickly. You glided down the stairs, getting your phone out of your pockets. You called up your mom/dad to come get you.
Finally the first tiring day is over.
A/N: I don't think there will be another part...sorry guysss. I used to be very into FNAF but now it's been some time so I don't know if I remember everything right...also I remember that some fans called Micheal 'Terrance' i won't be using that name since I don't even know why they said that was his name, is it official? Idk...anyway.. pt 2 was discontinued!!
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