No Way in Hell (MarkiplierXReader)

Chapter 11

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Well..." Jack better not turn into a Mark. "No, no I don't."

"Why is that?" What kind of question is that? Should I tell him that I just didn't want a boyfriend? That no one likes me? Maybe that I'm gay, that would surprise him... But I'm not going to lie, I would be fine with having a boyfriend, if I were to meet someone boyfriend worthy. So far, nothing, no one at this school or in my life.

"No one interesting enough." That's one way to put it.

"Well then I've come to the wrong school."

"Are you saying you're interesting or that you only hang out with interesting people?"

"Both." He smiled, I smiled too. We walked up to classroom 110 and stood outside of it.

"This is your first period, science. The teacher isn't terrible but he is a teacher so also not that good." Jack laughed. I looked back down at his second period.

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"And this is your last class." I pointed at the history classroom. Turns out we have three classes together, science, English, and health. "The teacher is pretty nice if you're on her good side."

"Then I'm not sure if she'll be too nice to me." He laughed.

"Planning on being annoying?" I laughed.

"Nope, I'm just what some would call difficult." He took more pride then he should've when he said that.

"Mhm." I nodded. "First period is gonna end sometime soon so you should head to your second class." I started walking to art (your second in the story). I'm not to sure about this Jack kid, on one hand he seems nice, but on the other it seems as if he's trying to hard to be funny. I appreciate his attempt of course but if he's trying to make me laugh he's got to try harder.
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The bell rang for fourth, English. If Jack wasn't skipping I should see him. I walked into Mrs.Willows room and sat in the back, alone, where I picked yesterday. I waited for the bell to ring so class would start, to bad we would just be talking like we did yesterday. It was so we could 'get to know each other'. I will say not an original idea, in fact I am doing the same thing in three other classes. I pulled out a pencil and started scribbling on my desk, that's one way to pass the time. I started with a circle then added lines and more lines and a few dots. It was a stick man with a face. Not one of my greatest works but this is a high school classroom desk, not a canvas.

Ring! Ring!

"Everyone take your seats!" Our happy teacher spoke loudly. Some people moved to their seats, almost everyone still talking. I looked back down at the desk and continued scribbling. "Everyone please quiet down!" She spoke again, this time I didn't even look up. The class got quieter but it was quite obvious that whispering was going on. Soon the teacher started talking about something but I stopped paying attention it all became white noise. It's not like we will do anything important today.

"Hey Y/n." I heard a familiar Irish accent.

"Hello." I smiled but kept looking at my desk.

"Haven't seen you since first period." I looked to my left to see him smiling.

"Two hours not long enough for you?" I gave a cocky smirk.

"No, too long actually." His smile looked sweet.

"Let me guess," I mumbled as I went back to my doodle "just like your dick." I quietly laughed at my own joke.

"So we will go around the room with questions that you guys write!" Mrs.Willows said in her natural happy voice. I looked up to see her passing out pieces of paper. "Remember, write a question down and if you want, write down a name on the front of your folded paper." She passed me some paper and I wrote down the first question that came to me, 'what's your favourite colour'. I folded the paper and gave it to the teacher. Turning to Jack I saw him write my name on the front of it before also giving it to her. I am a little excited to see what he asked.

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"We can finish the questions tomorrow!" Mrs. Willows dismissed us to lunch. Jack's question to me didn't come up. I'm still quite curious though. I grabbed my bag and headed to my locker.

"Y/n isn't the cafeteria this way?" Jack asked pointing down the hall while I walked the other way.

"I need to get my money, I'll find you there in a bit." I yelled down the noisy hallway. The further I ran to my locker the quieter it was. It was a little more peaceful, which made me smile a little more. I made it to my locker.

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I opened the locker and reached in the top shelf for my money. I felt around, nothing. No no no. I backed up and jumped so I could see all the way to the back. It was gone. I suddenly went from happy to pissed.

"MARK!" I closed my eyes and yelled. Where the fuck is he? I know he did this.

"Hey Y/n." God, I will up the deal $10 for charity if you strike him where he stands. Don't make me do your dirty work. I opened my eyes and watched as he slowly walked towards me. "You called?" He gave that puke worthy grin.

"Give me back my money you son of a bitch."

"Y/n, my mom is a very kind person."

"Give me back my fucking money." I wasn't here for his stupid games.

"For one thing."

"No."

"It's simple."

"What?!" I yelled at him.

"A kiss."

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Sorry for ending it like that ;) but I'm glad I could finally out this chapter out. I'm excited for reactions and more writing. Vote if you feel like it and comment just to comment. Hope you enjoyed that chapter!

BUH BYE!!! Lol (lots of love)

-Me