Alice heard the bell and ran to Math class. Whenever the teacher wasn't looking she would draw. After that period she went to art class. Her little happy place.

I passed Alice in the hall, now going to Band class.

Alice looked back and saw Ace. "Ace!" She shouted through the crowd of people.

"Alice?" I mutter.
(Can we pretend FNaF 2 is a sequel and do that one next? Ik it's a prequel, but...)

(Sure! but we should wait a while so they get attatched into the school.)
Alice stood there waiting for him to turn around as the crowd grew thinner.

I looked back and went over to her. "Hey Alice! Long time no see, well.... I guess that's because I was in a coma for about 5 months. How have you been?"

Alice looked at him and didn't say anything. She dove in for a hug.

I hugged her back.

Alice pulled away. "You go to this school?" She asked.

"I started yesterday," I say.

Alice smiled. The bell rang and she slumped. "Well..Ill see you at lunch then!" She said happily. Alice wasn't popular or 'normal' at this school but all of that washed away when Ace came.

I ran to band class and got my stand, music, and baritone.

Alice pulled out her accrilic paints and added water to get the oil look to it. She started to paint a half bloomed rose with the other half not blossomed. She titled it spring and sighned it with pastel sin a beautifull array that filled a chunk of space in the corner. During the class the teacher had said that all art must be inspirering for it will be displayed in the hallway for Spirt week. Alice painted the bloomed half white and the other half red. She handed it in to her teacher and washed up for lunch.

We had finished rehearsing our songs and the class left for lunch.

Jack was going down the street on his crutches.