Sam sat at her desk after her study session and a notification suddenly came from her PowerSchool.

"Huh?" Sam looked at it and silently cheered once she saw that she had 100s in all of her classes... For the time being. "Thank god! I won't have to leave my senior year...!"

"You okay in there, Sam?" Her mom asked, peeking into her room.

"Yeah, mom, I'm fine!" Sam smiled. "Just glad I have all 100s in my classes at the moment." Sam looked at the notebook she had bought earlier and let out a soft sigh.

"Did you just get that notebook and pen set today?" Her mother asked out of curiosity.

"Yeah, mom. I did. I don't know what to write in it though."

"What about one of those little stories you write?"

"I wanna do something different than the stories I normally write."

"Okay, okay. Maybe just... Wait a few weeks and see if you get any ideas in that time." Sam suddenly looked at her Bendy plushie and sighed.

"Okay..." Her mom left, and she went over, grabbed her plushie, and then ran back over and sat at her desk again. "Maybe you'll help me find inspiration."

A couple months go by, and now Sam was 18. It was December 17, just a few days away from her winter break. She loathed the fact that everyone else got to go on winter break on the 20th while she and the rest of her school went on break the 22nd, the day after her Christmas concert. Or was it the 21st, the day she had the concert? She always forgot which it was, all she knew was that she hated that she went on break later than everyone else. She had carried the notebook everywhere and tried to find inspiration, when suddenly, it hit her. She knew what to write. A story only told in her dreams.

"I know what I'm gonna write!" She shouted, not remembering that she was in the middle of her creative writing class.

"Oh, do you now?" Asked the teacher, and Sam blushed in embarrassment, though it was hidden behind her mask.

"Y- Yeah, s- sorry, ma'am." Sam looked at her Chromebook and, before making sure the teacher wasn't looking, pulled out the notebook and pen that she had bought months ago and started to write the story told in her dreams.

Today. Today is where it all starts. Two kids walk into my 3rd period class after arriving late for their first day of school. Their names are Ben Drew and James Hawthorne. Ben had black hair, one red eye, and one green eye, while James has violet eyes. They're best friends, and after them is a girl named Ashley Armada, a girl with dark brown hair and almost a dark teal color for her eyes. She is followed by two other boys, and all 5 of them have my exact schedule. Ashley is obsessed with Ben, but he doesn't like her back. Ben and I lock eyes and it's like true love at first sight. Neither of us are willing to admit it though. Ashley noticed this and plots with the two boys who followed her, who were James's twin brother Jonas, who looks like James but with red eyes, and her best friend Noah Osborne, who has brown hair and bright grey eyes that are always on Ashley- he likes her but he is too afraid to admit it and so lets go of his chance for her because of her obsession with Ben- to get me out of the picture. But Jonas takes one look at me and lust takes over. But before anything could happen the teacher tells them all to sit down and Ben takes a seat next to me, James taking the one behind him. Jonas, Noah and Ashley, each with a scowl, sit on the other side of the room.

"Samantha Gold!" Sam jumped and slammed the notebook shut at the sound of her teacher shouting her name. "Put that notebook away! Or bring it up here if you can't! You know this class has a copybook to write in, or you have your Chromebook! I never get mad but seriously?" Sam flinched and put the book of chaos away, and she suddenly heard someone laughing at her for getting in trouble. "Jeez... Thank you, Sam. I will take it next time I catch you writing in it. I'm not in the mood today."

Normally Sam's teacher was okay with people doing whatever as long as they also got their work done, but after her second period annoyed her and made her mad by not even letting her talk, she snapped and now all of her English classes and her creative writing class were feeling her wrath. All of a sudden, two boys burst into the room, followed by a girl and two other boys. They had the exact same description she had given them in her book, but they added freckles to the first two boys that entered as well as the third to enter. It was them. The characters she had written into the book. It was Ben, James, Ashley, Jonas and Noah.

"Sorry we were late, Mrs. Hart!" Ben apologized. Sam froze and looked at the group, noticing their descriptions matching the ones she had written, but with freckles on Jonas, Ben and James, despite her not having written them in. Oh my god, the book worked exactly like the old man said.

"We ran into traffic... Then we ran into Ashley." Ben and Sam locked eyes, and it was true love at first sight. Just like she had written. But neither of them were gonna admit that just yet. I mean, you can't marry a man you just met, right?

"It's alright, but sit down! Please. Wherever you guys choose to sit is where you'll sit for the rest of the year. Unless I change your seats after the break." James noticed Ben's gaze and elbowed him before walking over to sit in one of the open seats. Ben sprinted over to the seat next to Sam and sat next to her, causing James to let out a small laugh and sit behind him.

"You really wanted to sit with her, huh?" Ashley noticed the group of 3 and scowled before sitting on the other side of the room with Jonas and Noah.

"Shush, James!" Ben laughed slightly before turning to Sam. "Hi. I'm Ben."

"I'm James." James piped up, causing Sam to giggle.

"I'm Sam." Sam shook both of their hands with a smile. "I think we're gonna be great friends."

"Yo, new kid!" Shouted the kid laughing at Sam earlier. "Stay away from that kid! She's a freak!"

"I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU MAKING FUN OF OTHER STUDENTS!" Sam immediately covered her ears once the shouting began. "Go to the principal's office! Now!" Sam pulled her knees into her chest and screwed her eyes shut. She didn't really like shouting, especially not when it was right next to her. Sam's bully stormed out of the room, but in a way to get close enough to Sam and yank her hand off her ear and grab her by her shoulder length hair. "JOHN."

"You win this time, bitch." He whispered in her ear. "Next time, stop being a freak. Or you won't like it." With that, he slammed her head on the table and left the room as Ben and James immediately made sure that she was okay.

"Ow..."

"We should get her to the nurse." The teacher nodded and called in a sub so she could explain to the principle what was going on, and the four of them left, three of them splitting off to go to the nurse and Mrs. Hart going to the principle's office to explain everything.