My Sexy Teacher (Septiplier)

Part 12

That's right bitches I'm on a roll write write write   I'm also colouring my hair it's going to be fabulous

The next morning was absolutely terrible. I woke to puffy, red eyes and an obviously tired face. My body felt weak and I kind of wanted to die.

But I made myself get out of bed and put those damn clothes on because apparently I need to get my grades up. Can't do that if you're missing school and shit.

After dressing myself, I walk as quietly downstairs as possible, not wanting to catch the attention of my parents.

I tiptoe through the dining room, surprised to see my parents not sitting at the table like they usually are. Grabbing an apple, I slip through the door and begin my day. 

Nobody seemed to notice how my shoulders sagged, how my I shuffled my feet along the tiled floors, how I looked as though I'd just lost 5 nights of sleep. Not even Felix seemed to care. I guess he never really was the type to ask how people felt. Of course he'd say stuff like "what's up?" But never really wanted to know what is up.

Oh well.

I wonder if Mark noticed.. doubt it. Who would even care abo- I'm cut off from my depressing thoughts by an all too familiar ring. And speak of the devil, it's Mark.

"Hey," I say quietly through the expensive phone.

Hey Jack, just wanted to check up on you. You seemed a bit off in class today... Is everything alright?

His voice is soothing as fuck, even if I already listened to it for an hour today. "I..." I answer slowly, trying to think of a smart answer, but deciding a lie would get me quick out of this one. "Yeah, everything is fine. I just didn't sleep well." Technically, I'm not lying, but I guess there's more to it.

Our conversation went smoothly, and I felt better after talking to the man. It's lovely to know someone kind of cares... Even if it's a teacher/boyfriend/I don't even fucking know.