Foxy's POV

"Foxy? Ya' in there pal?" I heard the slightly muffled voice of Freddy ask behind my bedroom door, knocking on it lightly.

I usually spend most my time in my room, it's quiet and I can actually get some peace, away from all the other kids‭‬.

"As always. Come in Freddy." I said sitting up from my bed which I was laying on, contemplating how I'm gonna finish the homework that Tom set us last week, which was continuously bugging me.

The door opened and in walked Freddy, taking a seat next to me on my bed.
"What's up Freddy?"
"Not much, but I do have some news." He spoke simply, shrugging his shoulders but a smirk growing on his lips, indicating that it was more than just 'News'.

I raised an eyebrow at him in response, leaning back on the wall which my bed was up against and let out a sigh, "You know I'm not a big fan of gossip, Freddy."

"I'm sure you'll like this gossip, besides, who said it was gossip?" Freddy replied sarcastically and I chuckled at him slightly,
"Okay, Okay. Just tell me already."

"Well, 'Hotel Fazzerick'," He paused, chuckling at his own nickname for the Orphanage,
"Has just gained another guest."

I looked at him, quite shocked and surprised at the fact that there would be another orphan here, since there hasn't been another kid here in a long time, not that I'm aware of anyway.

"Really? When'd they get here?" I asked him with curiosity obviously filling my voice, more than I would've liked to lead on.
"She got here yesterday, you would've seen her if you came downstairs at all yesterday." Freddy told me and emphasising the word She.

"Didn't feel up to coming down." I told him blankly, he knew that I didn't like talking about why I didn't come downstairs some days, so did Bonnie, Chica, and Mrs Fazzerick.

They know why, but they know I don't like talking about it. My emotions just get the better of me some days, it's like I have some sort of bipolar. Some days I'm okay, as okay as I can be anyway, then other days I'm just..
Depressed.
Angry.
Sad.
You name it, any negative emotion, I usually deal with it at least once a week it.
So, I just find it easier to stay away from people for a while until I'm in a less-shitty mood, rather than taking any of my feelings out on them.

"I get it Foxy, don't worry about it." He smiled and patting me on the back a couple times, "But maybe think about coming down to meet her later? You might like her."

Freddy sat up off my bed and waited in the doorway for my reply before going back downstairs.

"Thanks Freddy..I will later, I've just gotta finish this homework." I said nodding towards the pile of books and sheets of paper on the small desk in the corner of my room.
He nodded and gave me a weak smile and returned back downstairs.

I sighed, sitting down at my desk chair and staring at my homework blankly.

~

Finally..Finished.
And it only took..

I glanced at my clock, reading 5:37pm.

Three hours..

I brought my hand up to my head and slowly ran my fingers through my hair letting out a tiered sigh,
"Phew.."

I remembered what Freddy said earlier, about that new girl. Guess I should go see her or whatever, that doesn't mean I'll say 'Hi' or anything, she's probably just some boring girl with crappy parents. Just like most kids here.

I went downstairs and through the hallways of bedroom doors, where quite a few kids were already inside since that's where most of them go in the afternoon after they'd finished school or the the orphanage classes.

In the lounge, there were two or three younger kids watching TV, and one older reading a book on the sofa, Bonnie.
I leant on the back of the sofa and looked at his engrossed face that was showing no sign of leaving the page. He didn't notice I was there so I left him be, and went outside to the garden since I couldn't find this new girl anywhere.

I made my way through the garden and towards the large willow tree at the back of the garden that opened out onto a field behind the hill that the building was on.

She's probably one of those younger kids upstairs, just locked in her room and whining about school with her friends.
Why would Freddy even think that I would like this new girl? It's not like I enjoy many other people's company, what makes her so specia-

I stopped.
My thoughts interrupted as I turned the corner around a couple smaller trees, by the person in front of me.
There, standing beneath the willow tree ahead of me as it's long, delicate leaves blew in the small summer breeze and the sun setting behind it, was a girl.
Looking only younger than me by barely a year,
A few strands of her long platinum-coloured hair were dancing in the wind, glowing beautifully while the rays of remaining sunshine shimmered through it, as the rest tumbled over her shoulders behind her and down to her gracile waist, along with her small, dainty figure.

She turned around slowly to face me, slightly startled by my presence to reveal her porcelain skin, her soft, strawberry-coloured and sweet lips,
Her eyes, framed by long black, velvety lashes, were blue.
Not the ordinary sky blue, or the colour of the paint flaking off of the old shed in the back of the field, or even the little flowers that spring up by the side of the road. Her eyes were blue like the sea, crystal clear blue- shimmering and crashing and churning. Looking into her eyes you could hear the waves falling against the shore, see the foam flying into the air.

I stood there, completely hypnotised by the girl standing in front of me and trying to take her appearance in all at once.

I had no idea what to say or do, almost like I had been pulled into a lake of frozen emotions. It was like all the myriad shades of blue from her eyes swirled together to form a whirlpool of apprehension, only sucking me deeper inside.

She turned around to face me fully, a blank, yet curious expression covered her face as she tilted her head at me slightly, probably wondering why I was still gawking at her with my widened eyes and non-responsive expression.

"Hello..C-Can I help you?" She spoke softly, a small smile growing on her lips as she took a step towards me.

My heart began to race, mouth gaping open slightly while I desperately searched my mind for something to say.
The girl stood only a meter or two away from me, yet something about her had still mesmerised me..

I quickly shook my head and tried to shake off the feeling and cleared my throat which regained her attention,

"I'm Foxy. I Uhh..Heard you were new here?"

Her smile widened, revealing a set of angelic-White teeth behind her soft lips, "I'm Mangle, and yeah..I got here yesterday. But I didn't see you, sorry. It's nice to meet you Foxy." She chirped.

That name.
As it escaped her mouth, I was yet again hypnotised by her.

"You too, Mangle." I nodded, "So, why are you here? At the orphanage?" I asked walking behind her, crossing my arms and turning back around to face her.
I noticed that her smile had faded almost into a frown and her eyebrows lowered slightly as she stared at the ground, with that I immediately regretted asking her.
"S-Sorry. Forget I asked." I said quickly, hoping I didn't offend her.

Wait..What? That's not like me..

Mangle looked up at me and a her mouth curved once again into a happy yet honeyed smile and something about it didn't seem right,
"It's fine, don't worry about it. I'd ask you why you're here," She paused, nodding towards the building at the very front of the garden,
"But you're friends..Freddy, Bonnie and Chica? They said that you don't like talking about it."

Mangle sat down on the bench beneath the tree and looked up at me, my expression was slightly concerned as I stared back down at her.
"T-They didn't tell me anything..Just that I shouldn't bring it up." She stuttered tucking a lock of hair behind her ear nervously.

I sat down next to her on the bench, looking straight at the orphanage building that was at the end of the hill and a good distance away from the both of us as we were at the edge of the garden,
"I only tell people who I trust, and that's not many." My voice was serious, but it softened as I turned to face her, "But you seem trustable. I'll tell ya' one of these days."

"Thank you, I look forward to it." She laughed seeming happier than earlier, looking at me with those mesmerising eyes of hers which caused me to smile, a genuinely happy to be in her company sort of smile.
Which is not something I usually do.
Other than when I'm with Bonnie, Chica and Freddy, but even then I don't do it that often.

During the five, ten minutes me and Mangle have been talking, I somehow already feel like this girl..She's different. She makes me feel different. Why, I can't quite place it, but I get the feeling I'm going to find out.