Cutie Baby [FNAF Sister Location X Reader]

[I] Hello.

      Pain. Thats all that could explain what you felt, your hands crossed in front of you, composure bent from pressuring names, as you walked through the school gates.
     Laughs rang around you. You knew that it wasn't directed at you, but you still let your dark mind wander.  You were sorry. You never knew what you did wrong, but it's been like this  since the first day of school.
      Crowds parted to let you through, most scrunching their nose up in disgust at the sight of you. You shook your head at yourself, and bore your gaze down to your feet, before entering homeroom, finding an unoccupied seat and sitting down.
      Suddenly, you felt a pair of hands grab your shoulders, and in a flash you were on the ground, arms burning from the impact.
      "Thats my seat, freak." A deep male voice echoed in your head, but you recognized who it was immediately. Aaron Nanti. For a very long time, you've been rivals. And for a very long time, you kept on the receiving end.
      "Well I don't see your name on it, jerk." You mentally slapped yourself for the name-calling. Its not like you were in elementary.
     "That doesn't matter! You have no right to even be in a ten-foot radius of me, roach! Now go find another desk!"
     You stood up defiantly, "First, lets just make sure the desk has your name" You swopped out your handy-dandy sharpie and in moments you already had written down the word 'hoe' in black bold letters on the desk. He raised his hand to slap you and you tossed the sharpie out the open window just as the teacher walked in.
     He lowered his hand and glowered at you, "Saved by the bell, [Y/N]. I'll get my revenge, don't worry" He smiled sickly as he sat in his desk, you copying his actions a few rows down.
     This was going to be one hell of a day.

     It's been three periods, all gruelingly slow. You glanced at the time. Five minutes until lunch break.
      "And finally, tomorrow we will be meeting new students! Just a heads up, be nice, even if they're differe-" She was cut off by the bell, and everyone ran out of the classroom and through the halls to the cafeteria.
     You took your time. There wasn't exactly a point in trying to be the first in line anymore. You don't eat any lunch, the only food you consume is that of the insults over your weight. And of course, even if you did try to eat, the food would be used as a projectile to hit your clothes and hair.
     You sat down at your usual spot, isolated from the public, and took out your phone to read for the remainder of the lunch. Since your school was block-scheduling, you had lunch at 1407, then going home. The bell rang, and you were the first one out, followed by a dramatic explosion of kids bursting out of the doors.
     You frowned at the cheering kids. You wish you could be like them. Turning away, you called your little sister, reminding her that they had changed the birthday party's location to be at the park, hiring child entertainers for her.
     Little did you know, the awful portion of your day was far from over.

[A/N: Ah, only 590 words... I promise the chapters will be longer and less cringe-worthy from now on! By the way, I'm working on another cover pic :)]