Teacher Jacksepticeye x reader

Third Day

I walk into class early and notice that nobody else is here... Might as well see the grade I got. I walk over to Jack's desk and see a note:
"Moon
So you wanna play it that way huh?
Well I can play too."
I smile, at him thinking, that was a game. Men. They'll think anything if a woman is involved. I crumple up the note and put it in the secret pocket in my lacy black mini skirt. I had to rush to uni so I barley paid attention to my outfit and I just had my hair in a bun... No need to go full out right? I chuckle to myself as the bell rings. But I catch my reflection in the mirror to see three hickeys making themselves as bold as ever on my neck and jawline. Shit! Goddammit Jack! I look around to see some people looking at me confused. "their hickeys not the fucking illuminates morons." I mutter. I sink into my seat once again hating the attention.

Jack comes into the class and it's plain to see the bright red marks on his wrists... Must've ripped them. I grinned at how he would rub them often, I caught his eye and held it. I had an idea of how to keep him interested. I bit my lip and looked at his crotch before going back to his eyes. He smiled and addressed the class glancing at me every so often only to be met with me working my flirtation such as, smiling, eye widening and squinting, lip biting and licking, and who could forget the enchanting Gothic leg positions which no man could resist as far as the internet, clubs and parties go. Before I knew it he was handing out books based on rendering. When it came to mine I found a note paperclipped to the cover page.
"lovely legs... Wonder how the beauty in between them would taste.;)"
I look at him behind my heavily done lashes, my eyes meet his and he mouths a 'did you read the other side?' making me smile as I flipped it.
'also thanks for making me rip one of my favorite ties you minx' I chuckle causing a few people to look at me. I glance at him to see a grin appear. Before I know it I'm blushing and pull my hood up to hide it.

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The bell rings and I expect Jack to call me back but he just says goodbye to us and I leave. Im feeling a bit confused as to why he didn't do anything till my phone buzzes. I go into the bathroom and quickly get wip out my phone from my bra:

"unknown: hello minx

Moon: who is this?

Unknown: don't you know?"

I bite my lip as I realize who it is. I form a plan to play along till my phone buzzes again:

"unknown: (picture of Jack's erect dick)

Moon: I still don't know who you are but I like what I see

Unknown: maybe it's best you don't know...

Moon: oh? And why is that?

Unknown: it'll make things more... Interesting

Moon: well in that case...
(picture of stomach looking up at bottom of bra)

Unknown: is that all I get?

Moon: I will also save your number

Unknown: name me 'Beanstalk'!

Moon: why?

Unknown: cause I'm that height compared to you shortie :)"

A crying brown and blonde haired girl came in.

I watched as she looked at me then ran to lock herself in a stall. I watch the door and try to remember where I saw her from... Oh yeah. She's that loner that sits next to me. I can hear her crying and muttering something. I knocked on the door. She unlocks the door and I see her tear stained face, she reminds me of when I used to be depressed. I clear my throat "your arm!" I say seeing the blood. She fully opens the door and goes to the sink turning on the tap. "don't worry it's just a project." she said laughing a little at my shock. I watched as the entire wound seemed to disappear down the drain. I was amazed at the realistic makeup. She looked at me with a smile was warm and friendly. Before I knew it I held out my hand "I'm Moon." I said. She laughed a little and wiped her eyes on her sleeve "Crystal." she says shaking my hand. "so *sniff* any questions?" she says looking at herself in the mirror. "just one." she looks at me. "please don't ask why I'm crying-" I cut her off. "I wasn't gonna ask that." I laugh sitting on the bench helping her clean off the makeup. I point to the tattoo on her hand "why robot?"