What are we? - A Septiplier Story

1. I shouldn't like him

I shouldn't be with him.

I shouldn't be straddling his lap as his hands fumble with my jean zipper and quickly pull my pants down so they're on the floor. I shouldn't be enjoying the way he grabs my ass like I'm his, or the way he leaves kisses on my torso.

Most importantly, I shouldn't be fucking him.

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I met Mark when I transfered schools two years ago after my Dad and I had to move due to my parents' divorce, It was brutal. I felt horrible, having to leave my friends behind to go live in a town an hour away. I was very upset, almost broken, to have to be separated from them. I have very bad abandonment and dependency issues, which means I can be very clingy at times, and I almost always need to be hanging out with someone. If I'm ever by myself...

Let's just say it's not good.

Thankfully, I was able to make at least one friend at my new school who had just transferred too. He was more popular than me, oddly enough. I felt blessed to be his friend, being so close to him made me feel special, even though he's a total goofball. His name's Felix, a nerdy crossrunner who was just a bit taller than me and always cracked a joke. I met him in Health class, where he talked to me as we both were introduced by the teacher.

"Sit by me, yeah?" he whispered over to me as I awkwardly held onto my bag, "You seem pretty cool."

What was cool about me? Sure, my hair was green and my ears we gaged and I looked like I could kill someone in an instant but how does that make me 'seem pretty cool?' Felix himself looked like a pretty boy, someone who wouldn't hang out with people like me. I mean, I'm not completely threating, but why would he find me interesting of all people?

"Yeah, sure," I whispered back to him as the teacher told us to take our seats, which happened to be in the back since that was the only spot with two seats next to each other. I didn't care though, I liked sitting in the back.
He passed me a note, with the words written, I'm Felix, it's nice to meet you! What's your name?

This is silly, I thought, Maybe this is just another guy trying to prank me.

I wrote back, carefully handing it back to him.

I'm Jack. It's nice to meet you too.

Where'd you transfer from?

Alswood, you? (Don't ask bout the time names, I made them up cause I'm lazy but this takes place in Cali)

Me too!! That's actually why I wanted to sit next to you, cause I've seen you around before but only a few times

I lived on the abandoned side of town though, so that's probably why I don't know you but you've seen me

Yee I went over there sometimes for fun

Yee?? and idk why you would lol

Yee like yes but just yee

Thats weird but okay lol

Could I get ur number ;) lol jk not in a flirting way I'm straight but I wanna text you, you seem like a chill guy

Sure, ig lol its ***-***-****

Lit!! Okay Im gonna go before we get caught

K lol bye

I handed the note back to Felix one last time before the bell conveniently rung, signalling all the students to run like a stampede.

"You'll actually text me and not prank call me right?" I asked him as we collected our things from our desks.