Hacked into my Feelings | Player Bouchard x Reader

Chapter 3 - Chaos and Disappearance

Y/N's POV:

It has been a week since you have started school. You have no real problems with school so far, only a few tests and homework. You only talk to people when they talk to you, and no one seems to want to talk to you, so you don't have any other friends besides Player.

On Friday, you are READY for the weekend. You just want to get done with school and go home. You grab your pencil and lay it on your desk, waiting for the teacher to give instructions on what to do.

You notice Player rummaging in his desk. You hear him say something, but you couldn't catch it all. You hear the words "Graham", "Carmen", and "Alert", having no idea what he was saying.

Soon the teacher came by and snatched his phone from inside his desk. "Hey!" Player reached out for the phone while the teacher held the phone in his hand. "You'll get it back after school," said the teacher. "But, it's important!" Player sounded alarmed and the teacher said, "And detention."

The teacher walked away and Player put his head down on the table. You have noticed that he has been on his phone a couple times during school when he's not supposed to, and can't help but wonder what he's doing on his phone all the time.

You reach over and pat Player's back with a smug smile on your face. "Don't worry, you'll get your phone back." Player let out a long sigh and you can't help but laugh a little bit because of his dramatic reaction.

•••

You are listening to the teacher say directions for the essay you are going to be writing until suddenly, two people in yellow suits pop into the class. "Oh yeah, This place is crawling with them," One of the people looked around at your classmates. "If you mean students, well, of course, this is a classroom," the teacher replied.

"We were referring to your infestation," one of the redheads said with a Boston accent. "Infestation of?" The teacher grumbled. Both the people looked at each other and one of them shouted "bees!" And the other shouted "termites!" At the same time. Then they said the same thing the other person said in unison. Then one of them said, "uh... Termite bees! A new strain of hybrid insect. They sting, and they devour wood." "And they are wicked dangerous," the other redhead said. "I mean, we're talking Double Code Red here."

You didn't even notice, but Player somehow got his phone back and lifted his phone up. "Whoa! They're not kidding. Termite bees are all over the internet."

You got so confused by the sudden commotion. "Alright, everyone outside, line up," said the teacher. Everyone formed a line and the teacher led you to the courtyard outside the school. "File out in an orderly fashion, people."

"You're doing the right thing by evacuating the children, sir," the female person in a yellow suit said. "We'll alert you the moment we locate the nest," the taller guy in a yellow suit followed. Then they ran into the building like there's no tomorrow.

"Alright role call," the teacher said like he did NOT want to be doing this today. You notice that Player is nowhere to be seen. "Bouchard?" The teacher calls out, but no hands raised. You start to worry about Player. Where is he?

The teacher grumbles and tells us to wait there while he looks for Player inside the building. You insist that you help look as well, but as you expected, the teacher didn't let you. The teacher walked inside the building, and your classmates are chatting about Player and the termite bees.

•••

It has been a couple minutes. You have not seen the teacher since he went inside the building. This gives you Big Hero 6 vibes when the guy went into a building and it exploded. Your classmates have gotten bored and sat on the grass talking to one another, and you sit near a tree, about to drift off to daydream.

Soon one of your mischievous classmates decide to march into the school building because they were sick of waiting for the teacher. A few other classmates followed, then you all ended up going into the building.

You all sit in your classroom, and there's no one inside. It was a few minutes until you all go home, and some of your classmates are worried about the teacher and Player, while the other half of your classmates are grateful that the "mean" teacher is gone.

The bell rings, and everyone flees the room. You are the most troubled about everything going on, especially about Player leaving. You really wanted to stay behind and wait for Player to show up, but the bus was about to leave. You just decide to go onto the bus and go home, maybe Player was already on the bus.

You go outside and hop onto the yellow school bus, and you head to the seat you always sit in with Player. But it's different now because Player is not there. The bus engine roars, and everyone is ready to go home.

•••

The bus stops at your house. You hop off and the bus slowly leaves and turns around the corner. You run up your porch and into your house. You rush up the stairs and throw yourself onto the bed.

You take a quick shower and can't stop thinking about Player. You haven't seen him since you left the classroom to evacuate, and your mind drifts off to many possible ideas on where Player may be right now.

Maybe his parents picked him up early. Nah, then the teacher wouldn't have looked for him inside the building. Maybe he escaped into another room or place. Nah, he would've been on the bus in time. Maybe he got eaten by termite bees! Nah, too graphic. You hope that's the least possible answer.

You shake your head, trying to stop overthinking it. You convince yourself everything is fine, and Player is doing okay. You pull out your diary and start writing another diary entry.

Today was a crazy day. The first week of school has finished and Player's phone got taken by the teacher. Apparently there was a termite bee invasion and we all had to evacuate so the exterminators can get rid of them. But then Player disappeared, and the teacher went inside to look for him. Then the teacher disappeared too! It was so confusing, and Player is still missing. I'm really scared and worried for Player. I hope he isn't in trouble.

Anxiously,
Y/n