Septiplier: You're my hero..

The First Class

~Mark's POV~

As I was shaking Sean's hand.. I looked at him once.. and I couldn't get my eyes off of him until he looked into my eyes for about 10 seconds.. then I look away and thought: This boy.. he's so... polite.. and so.. ORGASMIC! (Sorry I had to xD) His eyes are as blue as the sky on a bright sunny day.. his hair is as green as the grass in spring.. his voice is so.. Irish.. yet charming.. 

I stare at him for a couple seconds before asking, "What's your first class?" He looked at me with an adorable smile on his face and replied, "I have Spanish. I was about to go get my stuff and head there before I get lost again," he said with a laugh. I nodded and added with a somewhat teasing tone, "Well, Spanish is my first class as well, so if you want, you can sit here with me while I eat breakfast since you knocked it out of my hands, then we can walk to your locker and to class together so that you don't get lost again." He looked at the ground, "I'm sorry for that.. I really am," and I just laughed. "I told you, don't worry about it, I'm just messing around about that part. The others are all truthful though." He lifted his head up at me and laughed and we went to where I normally sit so that I can eat breakfast.

"So where's your locker at?" I ask after finishing my food and standing up. "It's in the back hallway by the vending machines," Sean said and lead the way there. He grabbed his stuff and we headed to Spanish.

We entered at 7:39, 6 minutes before class began and no one but the teacher was in there and we looked at the seating chart so that we knew where we were sitting. I smiled as I glanced at it because it showed that Sean and I were to sit next to each other.

Sean looked at the screen and blushed a little, his cheeks becoming rosy red.. but then suddenly fading into a frown. He stared at the screen with a fearful look, making me curious to what was going on. "What's wrong?" I asked him. He didn't seem to hear me so I reached over and shook his shoulders a little bit, pulling him out of his daze. He jumped and looked at me for a second before sitting down and slouching in his chair.

"What's wrong?" I ask again, eager to get a reply out of him this time. He shook his head and pointed to a person on the screen who's name was Caleb. "This guy.. I was looking for my second hour and I accidentally ran into him because I was searching for the class and I tried apologizing.. but he just.. kinda.. p-pushed me into a l-locker and punched me in the ribs," he answered quietly, but audible enough to hear him. I sat next to him and rubbed his shoulders a little trying to comfort him. "With me by you, he won't mess with you, don't worry." I somewhat angrily said.  

~Jack's POV~

The bell rang as me and Mark were in our chairs waiting for the teacher to hand me my book, and suddenly, that guy that hit me earlier walked into the classroom and instantly caught sight of me, giving me one of the dirtiest glares ever. He looked over next to me and saw Mark then kinda laughed, looking at me like I was going to be prey soon. "Hey Mark.." I started but was cut off by the teacher telling me to stop talking and handing me a dark purple Spanish book. The teacher who's name was Mr. Rogers made me come up to the front of the room so that I could introduce myself. "H-hi... my name is Sean and I moved here recently from Ireland because me mum got a job here, so we had to move," I stuttered while I saw that kid who's name I now knew was Caleb looking at me with a devilish stare. Mr. Rogers nodded and patted my back signaling that I could sit back down.

"Mark I really don't like that guy..." I said, pointing at Caleb. Mark looked over at him, "Don't worry about it Sean. You'll be fine." I nodded at Mark then stopped for a second and said just loud enough for him and the teacher to hear me, "Call me Jack."

~It seems my chapters keep getting longer.. hah.. sorry! Sky~