Septiplier (The Jock)

First Day (Part 2)

*Mark POV*

We arrived at the school and parked in the parking lot. I turned off the bike and Jack was still clenched to me. It was so cute how he was so scared of everything. "We're here." I smiled. Jack quickly took his arms down. I pulled the helmet off of his head and he looked so embarrassed. He looked so embarrassed all the time. He still looked scared, so I helped him off the bike but lifting him up bridle style. He was shaking like a leaf. He covered his face as it turned even more red and I set him down as gently as possible. "That wasn't so bad now was it?" I giggled as I brushed his hair out of his face. I took his glasses out of my pocket and cleaned them off before putting them on him. "It was pretty fun." He mumbled with a smile. "See? You should come with me on rides more often!" Jack smiled even bigger as his face turned a little red. He was so cute all the time. We walked into the school together as I looked over Jack's schedule. "We don't have any classes together, but we do have lunch together!" I smiled. Jack smiled wide while he looked at the floor. Oh my god he's so cute. "I can walk you to your first hour if you'd like?" I asked. He blushed a little bit and nodded. "I'd really appreciate that." We walked down to his first hour class and stopped in front of the door. The teacher was walking into the class when Mark stopped him. "Hey Mr. Fisher! This is the new student Sean McLoughlin." Mr. Fisher smiled big as he put out his hand to Jack. "I'm so thrilled to have you a part of my class Sean!" Jack shyly shook his hand want quickly shrunk back up. He looked so scared to be here. "Don't worry Jack. You're a great person and if anyone tries to hurt you, they'll have to deal with me." He still looked a little scared but agreed. "I got to get to class so I'll see you at lunch!" I sang as I gave him a hug. I felt him tense up when I rapped my arms around him. He was so short and cute and I'm tall and buff so I feel like I might hurt him if I hug too tight. We both smiled at each other before I walked off with a group of friends. I felt so worried about him being alone. Why was I so worried? Why did I care so much? Was I falling for him? 

Jack's POV

After Mark left me by my class I decided to go in. I shuffled into the loud classroom filled with people. Everyone was talking and laughing. I felt so anxious about all of this. I noticed that none was sitting in the back of the classroom so I went and sat back there. When I sat down the teacher began the class. "Hello everyone! Welcome back! I hope you all had a good spring break but it's time to get back into school." He began to do roll call and went through every students name. Mine was last. "Sean McLoughlin?" Everyone in the class was confused and a few looked at me while I nervously raised my hand. Mr. Fisher looked at me and smiled. "Everyone, this is Sean! He moved here with his family from Ireland so give him all the love you can!" Everyone turned around and looked at me. I felt so scared. I could tell that they were judging me. "Want to tell us a little bit about yourself Sean?" I shook my head rapidly."Come on, I'm sure there's something?" I sighed and looked for something to say. "Uh...I guess you can call me Jack. I don't like being called Sean." A few kids snickered from the other side of the room. "Where did Jack come from?" I felt so uncomfortable. Everyone looking at me while the teacher wastes time trying to get to know the student that no one cares about. "When I was in elementary school I got an infection in my eye, so my friends called me one eyed Jack or Jacksepticeye. After the infection went away Jack just kind of stuck. They still call me Jacksepticeye sometimes." I smiled a little bit at the thought of my strange friends back in Ireland. "That's actually really cool! Great way to get a nickname!" I laughed and smiled a little bit, which was weird for me since I was always so scared. Mr. Fisher then went back to the class and everyone's eyes were off of me. Thank god. I was a pretty smart kid back in Ireland. I took AP classes and did extra work, so being in a regular senior class was really easy. The class wasn't too long. When the bell rang I gathered my things and headed out the door. As I was leaving someone grabbed my shoulder.