Substitute Teacher || Septiplier

Chapter Twelve

Mark dropped me off at my house after breakfast so that I could drive to school. He didn't want to drive me so that we didn't get out of the same car, both because I was a student and he was a teacher and because my neck was all purple. It would be a disaster if someone saw us get out together and I looked like this. 

I was about to get into my car when I heard my Mom call for me. "Sean, sweetie! What are you doing here?" I turned my head in the direction that kept my hickeys out of sight. She was walking up towards me, her heels clicking against the pavement. She'd probably laugh in my face if she saw my hickeys.

"I'm just getting my car so I can drive to school," I said, turning my head back around. 

"Well, all right. Why are you wearing this dumb hood?" I was about to respond with an excuse, but she came up and yanked the hood off of my head before I got the chance. She was in full view of seeing my hickeys, and I never wanted to disappear more in my life than in that moment. 

Her eyes went wide for a second, and I smacked my palm against my face. "Did Mark do this? Did he hit you?! Oh my gosh, I'll call the police, honey." I shook my head. Oh boy. Then, just when I thought it would get worse, she started laughing. My head snapped up and I widened my eyes, confused. "Oh, goodness. That's adorable."

My brows furrowed. "Shouldn't you, like, I don't know, be mad?" She kept laughing but shook her head. 

"Honey, you're 19. I legally can't control you or tell you what to do. If you were younger, then yes. But I can't be mad at you for being in a relationship and doing things that relationships do. This one time, me and your father --" 

"No, no. I really don't want to hear you and dad's sex stories right before school. Or ever." She started laughing again and I cracked a smile. 

"Fair point. Well, I'll tell them to you one day. You should get going, I'll see you whenever, hun." She pulled me into a hug and kissed my forehead, and I hugged her back for a moment. She let go and I got into my car, waving her a goodbye before turning it on and heading out. 

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I parked my car next to Mark's when I arrived. There was a plus when it came to having conjoined student and teacher parking. I walked into school and headed towards my locker, grabbing all I needed for the day. Pencils, notebooks, and the obnoxiously large textbook that I meant to turn in yesterday. After that, I headed towards homeroom. 

A couple of kids were already in the classroom, too engaged in conversation to even spare me a glance. I walked over towards my desk and sat down, setting my notebook in front of me. Mark was on his computer, typing away. Perhaps an email. Must've been an important one, as he hadn't even noticed I walked in.

I looked down at my notebook and opened it to a random page, scribbling all over it. I listened to the bell ring and the late students come in. I listened to Mark say keep the volume down, but when I looked up, he was still looking at his computer. I sighed, and picked up my phone. 

Sean: Maaaarrrrkkkkk

I watched him look at his phone, look at me, pick up his phone, and smile slightly. He started to type.

Mark: Yes?

Sean: Give me attentioooonnnnnnn

Mark: I can't give you the attention I want to give you. We're in public :(

Sean: But you haven't even looked at me since I walked innnn.

Mark: I have, plenty of times. You were too busy scribbling on that notebook though.

I looked up at him only to see him looking back at me. He smiled at me, then looked down at his phone.

Mark: I really love the way you look with hickeys

Sean: My mom thought you beat me up.

Mark let out a small laugh, one that he was struggling to keep in. 

Sean: I'm serious! She said she'd call the police. Then I had to tell her you gave me them, but not in the way she was thinking. Then she called it cute, and said we were adorable.

Mark: I like your mom. She's cool.

Sean: She also gave me condoms...

Mark: Oh my. Your mom is amazing.

Sean: It was awkward as hell

Mark: I could imagine. But like I was saying, I think I should give you some more hickeys.

Sean: No, no, no, no. Bad idea. If I get anymore, I'll turn into Barney. Tomorrow night, you're getting as many hickeys that you've gave me. And more

Mark: And in return, I'll make sure you can't walk.

I felt my face go bright red, burning like a fire, and I glared up at him.He was smiling at me with such a shit-eating grin. Mark winked at me and set his phone down.

I narrowed my eyes and looked down at my phone. He wants to play that game? Oh, then we will certainly play that game. 

Sean: *five images attached* Oh no, the photos from yesterday have returned!

Looking back up, I watched Mark pick up his phone and read the message. His face went bright red and his eyebrows furrowed. Even from a distance I could see his pupils dilate and his body go stiff. 

Mark: You fucking tease.

Sean: Oh wait, I think I have a dick pic somewhere on my phone...

He read the message and glared at me. Then typed in a message and slid his phone in his pocket.

Mark: You better fucking not.