The day goes by slowly, and I almost forget what happened this morning. Until after lunch in Dr. Reid's room, I realize what class is next. I almost go home and skip until I can change the class, but I realize I can ignore him for a semester.
As I walked into class, I was greeted by a 6'2" GOD. The same 6'2" god who hit my car this morning. Markiplier..... I was only wearing this cheap, shitty outfit. I started to feel humiliated.
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I sit with my group, and all of them start giving me looks. I try to ignore my thoughts and decide to be professional with Mark. I mean - Mr. Fischbach. He walks in as class starts and begins introducing himself. "I know some of you may already know me, but I want to formally introduce myself." His boring speech goes on and I zone out while staring at me. There goes being professional. I realize I'm staring again when we lock eyes. He continues talking, not breaking eye contact. I look down at my phone trying to hide my smile. I can get through this class if I just distract myself. I open TikTok and begin to scroll with my airpods in. Of course, the second video on my fyp is a Markiplier edit. I laugh out loud and everyone looks at me, including Mark. He's smiling as he asks me what's so funny. "Nothing... I'm sorry. It won't happen again Sir." He smirks and goes back to his lesson. I'm so embarrassed, but I keep watching.
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Around halfway through class, the door opens. It's our favorite teacher - Dr. Reid! He walks up to us holding a forensics textbook. He sets it down in front of Alana. "You left this in my classroom today, Alana" He says, winking at her. She giggles and he walks out smiling.
Eventually, class finally ends. As I get up to leave, I realize I don't have a car. Mr. Fischbach comes up to me and Elliott. "Do you need a ride again, girls?" I start to say no, but Elliott cuts me off. "I'm actually going home with Grey, but you can come with us if you want, y/n." Before I can even think about responding, I get cut off again. This time by Mark. "That's okay Elliott, I can take y/n." He looks towards me. "We live close, and I can help you figure out your car situation." Elliott laughs and runs off before I can decline. "Okay... I guess I'm coming with you."
