baldi x punk!reader (Smut)

~fuck📏~

                                                  ~baldi's P.O.V.~

        I intensely stare at her as she sits there and listens to her music. The way she sits; the light from the window above the door shines on her almost making her glow. ' damn.. I need her. She will be mine.. no one will get in my way.. and I know just how to make that happen.' I smirk.

                                                *Third P.O.V.*

A smirk is placed on his plump lips at he walks to the the classroom to do some tampering and changing. You knew nothing about it though.

                                                 ~first P.O.V.~

I was listening to chop suey by system of the down as the bell rang, shouting at me that is was time to go back to class. I put my phone away and started jogging. 'its fine if I'm a little late right? Whatever I don't really care.' I sighed and thought to my self. I turned the corner and bumped into a tall man.

He was pretty plain, wearing a grey sweater and some jeans. "No running in the halls, 15 seconds detention for you." He said and grabbed my arm dragging me to an unknown room that I'm guessing was the detention room. I sat down at on of the desks and waited. About 17 seconds later I heard the door open and standing in the doorway was my teacher, Mr. Baldi.

"Hey dude." I smile knowing I was in trouble. "Do you know how late you are to my class?" He scoffed. "Later than needed if you keep talking and don't get me out of here." I reply and smirked. He only sighed and grabbed my arm. 'whats with people grabbing my arms today? Geez.' I thought as I was dragged to the class room. I sat at my usual desk and waited for him to start his lesson.

He droned on for about a good 25-30 minutes before he handed my a handwritten work sheet. 'I guess they don't have a printer..?' I thought as I scanned over the work sheet. Though.. one question In particular caught my attention. The numbers were all jumbled up and confusing. I started writting the answers to the the problems that I knew, then I stopped at the last one.

I raised my hand to get Mr. Asshats attention. He's not mean but I hate all teachers pretty much and this last question was just a big dick move. I caught his attention and he walked over to me. " Is there something you need?" He asked happily. "Yea, what's with the damn last question?" I asked, clearly not amused by his happy demeanor. "Just give it your best shot! I believe In you." He asnwered.

I looked carfully at the question and answered '69'. I looked up and his face turned into a scowl. 'I guess that wasn't the right answer..' I thought as I watched him go to his desk and open a drawer. 'the hell?'  I watched him grab something and pull it out. I looked carefully. 'a ruler?' I question myself. Then I heard a loud 'smack!' snapping my out of my daze.

That's all for now! I made this chapter a little longer and I hope you enjoy it! TTYL in the next chapter.