Bolded words are text messages
>> mangle's p.o.v. <<
When I came to California, I didn't expect too much to change. I thought I'd get left alone and talked about, but at least no one would know my past. No one would know what I had gone through. Yet here I was, not even a week into a friendship with twelve different people who now know my darkest secrets.
Of everyone, I'd have to say that I was getting closest to Marty. They were very quiet but very fun and humorous. They also just made me feel safe like they would protect me. It was an odd way to describe a 6'3 individual who dressed in all black and barely talked, but they were just so... soft.
"Hey, Mangle." I turned around to see Marty walking towards me.
"Oh. Hi Marty. What's up?" I was putting my books in my bag. Thank God it's Friday.
"The gang and I were wondering if you wanted to come over for that sleepover this weekend." They said while we walked out the door.
"Sure. Just let me ask." I said as I pulled out my phone.
Me: Can I spend the weekend at Felix's house?
Mom: Um... Who's gonna be there?
Me: Golden, Spring, Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, Felix, Boe, Chelsea, Marty, Billy, Jenny, and Foxy.
Mom: Sure, but don't u still need clothes?
Me: Um, yeah. Can u pick me up so I can get them
Mom: Sure
Me: Thank
"She said yes, but I have to go get clothes," I said.
"Sweet!" They replied and gave a wide smile.
"I'll see you in a few, kay?" I asked.
"Sounds good." They replied, giving me a quick side hug before walking away.
Now I just have to wait for my mom.
>> foxy's p.o.v. <<
I sighed loudly. Mangle was invited to a sleepover. I had no idea why, but I was ripping my brain apart. That kiss. Thor, what was that kiss? Leave it to me to overthink a kiss that was a dare. I'm such a loser. That was my first kiss, but does it count? It was a dare, but it's not like it was forced. She didn't seem to mind, either. I groaned. Looks like I'll just be drowning my sorrows in my favorite game. Grand Theft Auto 5. What can I say? It brings me joy to run people over. I frowned as I popped the DVD for GTA5 in. I heard the door open, but I didn't care enough to look up.
"Hey homos, sapian, sexual, or otherwise." I heard someone say. Marty's the only one who would greet us like that. I kept my eyes glued to the TV. The cops were currently chasing me.
You know when some people play games and they get all worked up and into it? Well, I'm one of them. I was waving my arms around and screaming the most random things I've probably ever said. I heard the door open but I was much too wrapped up in the game to look.
"Oh, hey is that GTA5? Mind if I join?" A familiar voice asked. I stopped and looked up. There she was. Mangle, the girl who makes me rethink every little thing I do.
"I uh... N-no... Of course not." I replied with a small smile. She returned the smile and sat next to me, grabbing a controller while doing so. We played on multiplayer for what seemed like forever. It was the best time I had playing that game in... Well... Ever. We ran down the streets and just started shooting random people. The cops finally caught us after a while. We fell into a fit of laughter and we couldn't stop for at least two minutes.
"Alright you two, its time to turn off the game and actually socialize," Chica said.
"Just a few more minutes. Please?" Mangle asked, making her voice sound like a child's. I pulled on my collar. It wasn't fair for someone to be that cute.
"No, no, no. Off. Now." Chica replied. Mangle frowned.
"Fine." She said. She got up and turned the T.V. off.
"What now?" Bonnie asked everyone. We all stared at Freddy since he was sort of like the leader of the group.
"Um... We could play 21 questions?" He asked with a shrug of his shoulders.
"Whoever wants to play 21 questions raise your hand," Chica said. Everyone but Golden and Spring raised their hands. I swear those two are never happy with anything. Golden was always high out of his mind and Spring just hated everything. And I know that might sound dramatic, but it's nothing short of accurate.
"All right, it's settled. Everyone sit in a circle." Chica said.
"Spring, you should go first," I said with an evil smirk. He gave me a dirty look. All I could do was laugh.
"Fine. Mangle, are you blind in your right eye?"
"Yeah. Foxy, why do you wear an eyepatch?" Mangle asked. Guess it's time to tell the tale.
"Well, when I was about six or seven, and I had been skateboarding down a very steep hill and I went a bit to fast. I couldn't stop and I landed face first onto a pointed pole, so I had to get my eye removed. Would you like to see?" I asked with a smirk.
>> mangle's p.o.v. <<
When Foxy asked me if I wanted to see his "eye" I almost threw up. My face went pale and I got a knot in my stomach.
"No thanks," I said barely above a whisper. He smiled and laughed.
"Chica, on a scale of one to ten, how cute do you think I am?" Foxy asked. I looked over to Chica and she didn't seem to be that amused by the question.
"See, you're not the first person I would date but then again you're not the last, so I would say a decent... six." She replied. Foxy nodded his head. Pretty detailed answer if you ask me.
"Now it's my turn," Chica said with an evil smirk. Oh boy.
"Bonnie, you claim to be a player. So... What's your list?" She asked.
"What do you mean?" He asked with a quizzical expression.
"What's your list from most attractive person to least attractive." She replied with an annoyed look.
"Oh. Hmmm... Let's see. I guess Chelsea, Marty, Felix, Freddy, Mangle, Foxy, Golden, Jenny, Billy, and then Chica, cause Chica is just hideous." He said as he smirked at Chica. She punched him hard on the arm. And when I say hard, I mean hard.
"Man, that hurt." He said while he rubbed the spot where she punched him.
"Oh my, did I manage to hurt the all-powerful Bonnie Trap?!" She said with mock surprise. We all laughed as he rolled his eyes.
"Whatever. Umm... Marty, who do you like?" Bonnie asked. It seemed like he didn't care about their answer cause all he did was stare at the place where Chica punched him. He was probably wondering if it would bruise. I looked over to Marty. They were so red that even tomatoes would be jealous. I knew the answer to this, but I guess nobody else did. Man, that must be embarrassing.
"Um... Well... I... I like... Um... I like..." They didn't look like they were coping too well. They were on the verge of tears as everyone stared at them. Well everyone except Bonnie, he was still staring at his arm.
"I like Bonnie." They said as they put their head in their hands. Bonnie finally stopped looking at himself and had eyes wider than saucers.
>> bonnie's p.o.v. <<
I froze in place. Did I hear that correctly? Did they say, Bonnie? Was that my name that came out of their mouth? I felt my eyes grow and my cheeks burn. They really said that... Didn't they? Sure... People think I'm the flirt, but to tell the truth... I've never been in a relationship before or even had my first kiss. And I'm sure as hell still a virgin. To hear this come out of anyone's mouth was a complete shock. I slowly turned to Marty to see that their head was in their hands and they had their knees close to their chest.
"I need to use the restroom." They mumbled as they quickly walked out. The room was filled with awkward silence. I looked at everyone and they were all staring at me. What was I supposed to do? Do I like them back? Jesus Christ, feelings are so confusing!
"I'll go talk to them," I said as I stood up from where I was sitting. I walked out and towards the bathroom. As I got closer I could hear Marty's voice.
"Stupid, stupid, stupid! God, why am I so stupid!?" I heard them say from the other end of the door. There was a loud banging. Yeesh, they're really being hard on themselves. I knocked on the door and waited for a response.
"Who is it?" They asked in a voice that sounded like it had been sobbing for days.
"Umm... It's Bonnie." I replied.
"Go away."
Ouch.
"Not until you come out."
"Then wait out there forever cause I'm not opening that door." Ugh, why does the human species have to be so difficult?
"Fine, if you won't come out, then I'm going in," I said as I walked downstairs and into the kitchen. I rummaged through the silverware drawer and found what I was looking for. A butter knife. I walked upstairs and towards the bathroom and put the knife in the small slit.
"Alright Marty, I'm coming in. So... Just make sure that you're decent or whatever." I said as I turned the butter knife. I walked in and saw Marty cradling themselves on the toilet. They looked at me with a sad, tear-stained face and makeup smudged beyond repair. I felt sorrow for them. They've liked me this whole time and all I've been doing was flirting with everyone else. I never really payed much attention to them. But that was only because they were so shy. They stared at me and I stared at them. This seemed to go on forever until they wiped their nose on their sleeve and stood up. They looked at their black boots and held their hands behind their back.
"What are you waiting for?" They asked with a hint of anger in their voice.
"What do you mean?" I asked with a tilt of my head.
"When are you just gonna say that you don't like me? Go on, say it already. Call me a freak and tell me I'm not good enough. What are you waiting for huh?" They yelled, fresh tears now falling from their eyes.
"What? Marty I-"
"Save it, Bonnie! I don't need you to spare my feelings. I already know how you feel. How could you ever like someone like me? Someone who can't even have a fucking gender without wanting to rip every hair out of their head. Go on! What are you waiting for!"
"Marty please-"
"No Bonnie! You have no-"
"God damn it, Marty!" I yelled as grabbed their face and smashed my lips on theirs. They took in a sharp breath through their nose. Their muscles were tense but after a few seconds, I felt their lips moving with mine, which meant they were kissing back! I pulled them closer and wrapped my arms around their waist whilst they wrapped theirs around my neck. This felt like magic. Every second felt like a firework was being set off in my stomach. My first kiss! And I'm glad that I saved it. After about two minutes we had to break the kiss for air. I put my forehead against theirs and sighed.
"I wish you would've told me sooner Marty. I love you. Every part of you. Including your gender." I said quietly. They closed their eyes and I watched as one final tear trickled down their cheek. I kissed it away, making sure to handle their face like fine china.
"I love you too. So fucking much." They whispered.
Those seven words were the best words I had ever heard. The sound of a camera clicking went off and my eyes widened. I turned my head towards the place it was coming from, and I saw the worst thing ever. Chica. With her phone. And that could only mean one thing. She took a picture.
"Chica put the phone down," I said as I slowly walked towards her. She gave me a smirk that was so evil, it sent chills down my spine.
"Umm... I'd say no." She replied. Before I knew what was happening, I was chasing her down the halls. She ran and she ran and she ran. Man, how much endurance does this girl have? She took a sharp turn to the left and locked herself in Freddy's dad's office room.
"Chica! Open this door! Now!" I said while I banged on the door. After about a minute of pounding and yelling she walked out.
"Here." She said and handed me her phone. I scrolled through her pictures until I found the one I was looking for. I quickly deleted it. I sighed in relief as I handed Chica her phone back.
"Let's go," I said as I blew a piece of hair out of my face.
>> mangle's p.o.v. <<
Bonnie walked through the door with Chica following close behind. He sat down next to Marty and slipped his arm around their waist. I grinned from ear to ear. They looked away and blushed. I shook my head while still keeping my smile on.
"Marty, isn't it your turn?" Jenny asked.
"Oh... Umm yeah... Boe, will you ever get braces?"
"Nope. I've got a listhp and I'm proud." He said with a smile. Marty laughed and shook their head.
"Guyths, to be honethst, thiths ith getting boring," Boe said with a frown. Huh, that's the first time I've ever seen him unhappy.
"Couldn't agree more, Boe," Chelsea replied while looking at her yellow manicure. When she said that, Boe's frown turned into a sheepish smile and I couldn't help but notice his pink cheeks got a bit red. I hate seeing a guy like him pine for a girl like her.
"Hey look! It's already dark out!" Billy exclaimed. We all looked out the window and saw that the moon was up. I took out my phone and checked the time. 11:33.
"Wow. Time sure does fly." I said as I started to scroll through my Instagram.
"Oh hey, you guys know what we should do?" Freddy asked with a wide smile.
"No, but I'm sure your gonna tell us," Chelsea said with a roll of her eyes.
"We should all go camping in the backyard," Freddy said in a very enthusiastic tone.
"Actually, that doesn't seem to be that bad of an idea," Foxy replied.
"Who's up for camping?" Chica asked everyone, and once again, Golden and Spring were the only ones to object.
"Felix and I will get the jumbo tent and Golden can get the sleeping bags," Freddy said as he walked off with his brother, giving Golden no time to deny his job. He rolled his eyes and shoved his phone in his back pocket. While they were gone everyone else kinda just made casual conversation. I looked around for Marty and saw them talking to Bonnie. I needed to see what was up with them.
"Hey Bonnie, may I speak with Marty alone, please?" I asked him.
"Sure." He said as he went to talk with his Boe. Once he was out of earshot I turned to Marty with a smile so wide that it would put Jeff The Killer to shame. They blushed and looked away.
"What happened?" I pleaded on.
"Well, we kissed." They said, not making eye contact.
"So are you guys like, a thing... Or what?" I asked.
"Yeah..." They trailed off a bit. I clapped my hands and gave them a bone-crushing hug.
"Can't... Breathe..." Marty huffed out.
"Oops, sorry," I said as I let them go.
"Alright, I found everyone's sleeping bags," Golden said as he walked in with a bundle of sleeping bags in his arms.
"Foxy, Boe, Bonnie, Chica, Marty, Spring, Freddy, Chelsea, Billy, Jenny, and Felix." He said as he threw everyone their sleeping bag. I'm guessing everyone had a designated color. Foxy's sleeping bag was red, Boe's was baby blue, Bonnie's was lavender, Chica's was yellow, Marty's was black, Spring's was grey, Freddy's was brown, Chelsea's was hot pink, Billy's was royal blue, Jenny's was magenta, Felix's was tan, and Golden's was golden. Makes sense. I suppose I should grab mine now. I searched through my backpack but I couldn't find it.
"Fuck!" I mumbled. This can't be happening.
"What's wrong, Mangle?" Foxy asked me.
"I think I left my sleeping bag at my house," I said as I desperately looked through my backpack.
"Oh, well my sleeping bag is pretty big. We could share if you'd like. But that's only if it's okay with you." My cheeks turned scarlet.
"Umm... Sure. Thanks, Foxy." I replied, giving him a small smile.
"Come on! We set the tent up!" Freddy exclaimed as he ran in the room. We all followed him downstairs and through the back door. When we got outside there was a giant tent looming over us.
"Woah, this thing is huge!" I said as I walked around it.
"Yeah, this is the family tent, so it's pretty big," Freddy said as he unzipped the zipper.
"Alright, just set your sleeping bags down and we'll go start a fire." He went to walk out but he stopped. "Mangle, where's your sleeping bag?"
"Oh... I left it at my house. But Foxy said that he and I could share his."
"Oh, okay." He replied as he walked out. I looked at everyone and saw that they were all in their pajamas. I should probably change too.
"I'll be right back. I'm gonna go get dressed." I said as I went to grab my pajamas inside. I went to the bathroom so I could change.
>> chelsea's p.o.v. <<
I felt my hands clench into fists. I needed to talk to her. I can't believe that she would do that! I walked out of the tent and inside. I saw her walk out of the restroom and into Freddy's room. When she walked out she saw me waiting at the bottom of the stairs with my arms crossed.
"Hey, Chelsea. What's up?" She asked warily. Even just her voice made me want to rip out my eyelashes.
"Don't play dumb with me, Mangle. Foxy is mine so back off. He doesn't like you and he never will. Keep getting your hopes up cause soon enough they're gonna get crushed." I said. She had a look of utter surprise on her face. I smirked and walked back to the tent. That should keep her in line.