Substitute Teacher

Chpt. Eight

"So... (Y/N). I heard you like to taze people."

"No. That's not what you heard, because that's not what happened."

"Well, tell me your side of the story then."

The well dressed man sat in front of me with a tape recorder and listened closely. I was being interrogated to find out what happened to my teacher.

"My phone shocked him because it got wet at Six Flags. It was all an accident and a huge misunderstanding." I say with no emotion.

He examines me closely as if searching through me eyes to see if I was lying.

"So why is everyone else saying you tazed him?"

"Because they're fucking stupid." I shrugged. He nodded before turning the recorder off.

"Well, I can't let you go yet, unfortunately. You'll have to at least spend the night in a cell. Just to make sure this blows over quick." He says.

I huff in frustration, having wanted to go home after this dumb interrogation. Now I'll be look at as a criminal when I get back to school.

"This won't go on your record since it was an accident. I'll be sure to let everyone know that it wasn't intentional. However, your principal says your suspended until further notice."

I huffed once again.

I had never been suspended before. Just my luck.

I was handcuffed and taken to an empty sell before being locked up and left to stare through the bars at people walking by. This was definitely humiliating.

Everyone at school must be thinking I'm some psycho person who's so attached to their phone that they'd attempt murder to keep it.

There was no use in contemplating it so I layed down and went to sleep. At least the police found me innocent.

The next morning I woke up to the sound of crying and shouting.

"Take me to her! Give me my child right now!"

"Ma'am, if you would just give me a moment-"

"I don't have a moment, I need to see her now!!!"

My suspicions we're confirmed. My mother was here to pick me up just like she said. And she wasn't playing any games.

I sat up and stretched before hearing the keys rattling at the metal barred door. Upon opening, a figure rushed through and squeezed me right, smushing my face against two round, squishy objects.

"Are you alright, sweety?!" She asked a bunch of questions but I was just ready to go home.

My brothers and father were waiting in the car. I had to squeeze in the back with my brothers as camera crews and reporters followed us, asking a bunch of questions, relevant or not.

We finally shut the doors to the car and drove off, leaving the reporters with no answers to their questions and the camera people with nothing to film but a family driving away.

When we arrived home, I stormed into the house and locked myself in my room. I was too humiliated to speak to anyone. Which seemed to be understood because jot even mom came to knock on the door.

Knock knock.

Spoke too soon...

I opened the door since I was in no position to refuse and she smiled at me."Are you alright sweety? Would you like anything to eat?" She offered.

"The souls of my enemies?" I said jokingly but angrily. She sighed and wrapped an arm around me."Hon, it's gonna be okay. I'm sure the news has the story straightened out and that everyone will know the truth." She tried to comfort me.

"That won't stop people from bullying me and accusing me of trying to kill my teacher over something as dumb as a phone!" I exclaimed.

"I doubt it will be that bad."

"Mom, you don't understand. Kids are ruthless. Even if they know the truth, they'll still say dumb stuff like I'm crazy and-"

"Then you be sure to tell them that you're not a criminal!" She yelled at me. I know not to get loud after she already has. Things will only get worse and I could end up grounded.

However, I had more to say. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to get it out because the doorbell rang. Dad said he'd get it but mom was curious. I stood, leaning against the frame of my door and rubbed my temples.

"(Y/N), someone's at the door for you!" My father yelled my name. I was confused and went downstairs to see who my visitor could be.

When I got to the door, I saw him. My teacher. My crush.

Kim Namjoon. And beside him were Yoongi and Vonny.

I was shocked. But my headache didn't allow me to show that emotion. I invited them in and my family retreated upstairs to leave me to my guests. We sat on the couch and I brought bottles of water for everyone. No one drank though. We all just sat in silence, not even looking at each other.

I glanced at Namjoon every now and then but he was just fiddling his thumbs, staring at the floor. Sometimes his eyes would flick around the room, looking at the decor and furniture the room.

He finally took in a breath and spoke."You have a nice house."

I was taken aback. Surely he didn't just come by to see my house and say it looked nice.

"Thank you." I gave a nod. And the awkward silence continued. That was until, Yoongi spoke.

"Namjoon, tell her why you came." He seemed to demand him. He seemed to be growing bold, slowly coming out of his shell that surrounded him like a cocoon before.

"Alright," He sighed. He looked to me and adjusted himself on my couch so he was facing me."(Y/N),  I'm sorry all of this happened. This is my fault. If I hadn't treated you the way I did, none of this would've happened." He said.

"It's not your fault. I was jealous because that bitch had given you a flower crown when she should've just-" I stopped myself, realizing when I was saying and covered my mouth.

"Jealous? Really?"

"No! I didn't mean to say that!"

Vonny smirked and Yoongi simply smiled.

I face palmed at my own stupidity and hid my face with a throw pillow.

However it was pulled from my face and I was staring into deep brown eyes. He was smiling at me and he reached into the bag he was carrying on my shoulder. He pulled out the flower crown given to him by that bitc- I mean girl.

He reached up above me and placed it on my head.

"If it makes you feel better, I didn't really like it. I just wore it to be nice. Flower crowns aren't really my thing. I planned to give it to you but you started acting weird. Now that I know why, it seems like a more appropriate gift." He smiled at me.

My heart rushed and my cheeks stung.

"Who says jealousy is unattractive? I think it's cute on you." He chuckled.

I rolled my eyes and took the crown off my head."I can't take this from you. It's yours."

"Is it really mine if I don't want it?" He asks. I take a moment to contemplate.

"Well, I guess it does look better on me." I giggled."Oh shut up." He laughed and lightly pushed me.

We had completely forgotten that our friend were in the room and quickly stopped playing around.

"So, I'm getting extra homework because of what in did, huh?" I laughed nervously.

"Actually, I'm not a teacher anymore." He stated."Really?" I inquired.

"Yeah. The principal called me while I was in the hospital and told me that they've finally found a replacement teacher. Which means this isn't illegal,"

"What-"

He cut me off abruptly with the most shocking action ever.

I bet you can't guess what it is! 🙃