Can You See Me? | Markiplier X Reader

Three | Going To Class

Y/n's POV
We continue to laugh as we walk down the street back to the campus.

"He was so surprised that we never ordered a drink to go with our food." Ethan laughs.
"And I could tell the waitress was worried for us based on how hesitant she was to set down the wings."

I put my hand up in the air and we high-five at our success to terrify people.

"You have to teach me how you do that thing when you eat chicken wings." He says.
"What thing?" I ask completely confused.
"The thing where you put the whole thing in your mouth and pull it out with nothing on the bone." I chuckle and poke him in the arm.
"It's just skills my friend."

"Pffffftttt," I hear the sound of something hitting the the corner of the side walk and an awkward placed step.
"You okay Bluebie?" I ask, turning in all directions to make sure he is still next to me.
"I'm fine," He replies.
"I only almost fell on my face."

I laugh when I start to hear the sounds of people walking all around and talking. I freeze as I try to place where each sound is, but I can't. My head starts to feel dizzy and I think I'm going to collapse when I feel some grasp my hand firmly.

"I got you." Ethan whispers which calms me down and I let him guide me to my next and final class of the day.
"Will you be alright?" He asks in a super worried tone.
"I'll be fine." I tell him as I open the door to the classroom.
"See ya' N/n!" He calls to me as he runs away from me to his class.
"Bye Bluebie!" I wave in the direction in which he was standing just moments ago before entering the room and taking my usual seat.

With all of the loud noise in the room I can tell that the Professor isn't here yet so I pull my legs onto my chair and against my chest. Suddenly I hear someone walk toward me.

"Why are you sitting in my seat?" The rough voice asks.
A first year. I can tell by the way he talks, he thinks he's all big and bad like he probably was in highschool.
"Leave me alone you First Year." I tell him in a firm tone.
He chuckles in response.
"Who do you think you are?" He asks in a aggressive voice.
"An adult."

The whole room goes silent with everyone listening in to know what will happen.

"The only adult I see here is me."
I laugh, "You think you're an adult?" I can feel him getting closer to me and I can hear the anger in the way he's breathing.
"We'll never leave you alone unless you get out of my seat."
I guess he has a whole posse of first year suck-ups with him.
"This isn't highschool," I tell him. "Grow up."

Still no one in the room says a word until I suddenly feel a stinging in my cheek.

This kid just slapped me.

"Hey man!" Someone on the other side of the room yells.
"Leave her alone!"
The sounds of footsteps grow closer until the person who owns them is right in front of me.

In the background I can hear people whispering, saying things like, "She didn't even flinch." and, "This girl is tough."

The sound of the classroom door opening brings silence to the whole room once again.
"Everyone in their seats!" Professor Hunter yells so loud that it echos off the walls.

"Now," He begins the lesson and I write down everything he says with my special pen that makes dots on the paper so you can write in brail with it.
"Today we will be talking about how the right side of the brain and the left side of the brain have completely different jobs from the other,  and how they can't work correctly without the other half..." He begins to go on and on and I carefully write down all that is being said until what feels like paper huts me in the back of the head.

I touch the back of my head before turning around and reaching down to grab the ball of paper off of the floor.
Curious, I open up the paper ball only to remember if it does say anything or have anything on it,  I wouldn't be able to see it. So I carefully fold the paper and slide it into my pocket before going back to note taking.

After class ends I stay in my seat so I can wait for everyone else to leave the room. Pulling out my phone I turn it on.
"Okay Google,"
When I hear the ding I ask,  "What time is it."
After a second Google replies with,  "1:47pm"
Knowing Ethan should be done with his class right about now I decide to text him.
"Okay Google,"
Ding
"Text Bluebie, Can you get me from my class?"
Ding, "Message Sent."
A few seconds later my phone buzzes.
"Bluebie says: On my way already smiley face." Google reads the message to me.

Calmly I close my notebook as at least ten people are still walking around in the classroom. Some are asking Professor Hunter questions and others are either chatting or still taking notes.

"I'm here Y/n." Ethan says as he opens up the door. When he notices all the people still left in the room he walks over and helps me out of my chair.
"What would I do with out you?" I ask him as we walk out of the building.
"Probably die."

We continue to talk for a little while as we walk over to Ethan's next class and he had to leave.

"Will you be okay?" He asks me.
"I'll be fine, I'm gonna go grab some food for you, Kadence, and I from the Chinese place down the street." I tell him.
"Okay," He says.
"Be careful and text me if you need anything."
I smile, "I will."

I sense him smile back as I hear the door in front of me open then close as he enters the classroom.

Time to go off campus and hopefully not get stuck in a crowd of people.

I think to myself as I begin. To walk toward the Chinese place.
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Hey guys! Hope you're enjoying the new book so far. Sorry that nothing really happened in this chapter, it was really only a transition into the next chapter. Still I hope you enjoyed it anyways. Comment and vote if you liked the chapter.
See ya' in the next chapter!
~Galaxy