Substitute Teacher

Chpt. Nine

Things have been....

I don't even know any more. Now that Namjoon has gone back to being a normal student, people are always crowing around him, saying he was the coolest teacher ever and he should pursue it as a profession.

I haven't had a chance to talk to him since the day I came home from that holding sell at the police department. I've spoken to the cop that detained me since then. He said he never wanted to see me in hand cuffs again because he could tell I was a bright young lady with a future ahead of me.

He had to be the nicest cop I've ever met.

And I knew I didn't wanna be in cuffs again either. Boy, was that uncomfortable.

Today was like any other day to say the least. Yoongi and Vonny remained at my side, knowing that I need moral support because I had to watch my crush be surrounded by girls all day five days a week. He doesn't even text me!

So did that day mean nothing?!

I stood at my locker, clothing the metal door and I watched him from across the hall, receive gift after gift from these thirsty ass girls.

They started giggling and twirling their hair like fucking dinguses. I hate ditzy girls like that!!!

They all finally left, leaving Namjoon with more gifts than he knew what to do with. His locker was basically flooded with that junk that he struggled to close it. I slammed my locker shut and went off to class.

I sat in my seat angrily and doodled on a blank sheet of copy paper. I drew a kimono dress with the scenery of a sunset with flying cherry blossoms on it. It came out nice but that's not how I felt inside. My headphones we're pretty loud but I needed that to tune out everything on the outside that could potentially make me feel worse.

I felt one of them come out and out looked over to see a smiling face beside me. Soft lips pecked mine and shook my soul.

"Hey babe." He said, taking a chair from another desk and sitting beside me. My cheeks were red hot like peppers in the summer that were set on fire with a flame thrower.

"Ooh, this is cute. You draw often?" He asked. I gave a simple nod to play along like this was normal. I didn't want him to think I was uncomfortable or anything. This is what I wanted after all.

We talked for a bit before the warning bell rang. He didn't even notice that he was about to be late for class. He returned the chair to it's spot and kissed my cheek before leaving.

I smiled like crazy. So... This must means he's my boyfriend now. Right?

Oh, universe, please say yes, I begged. The teacher came in and set his things on the desk, writing something on the board as the rest if the kids came in.

I couldn't take my eyes off the board as I read what he wrote out.

"Good morning class," He began, receiving dull responses in return."Today I would like to talk about the events that took place this week regarding the student who supposedly tazed a teacher."

Everyone turned their head to face me and laugh.

"That right there, the laughing and joking. Don't do that. It was an accident and miss (Y/N) doesn't deserve your harsh treatment. Anyone I catch bullying her or any other attention will be sent to detention immediately. Understood?"

I was pretty surprised but thankful that my teacher took up for me. The rest if the day was smooth sailing.

I arrived at my final period of the day and realized that Namjoon had this class with me. He'd been my teacher for so long that I didn't even notice. He didn't see me come in. He was talking to someone I didn't know.

It was a guy. Just a random guy. I didn't care to find anymore detail than that.

I watched Namjoon speak as I walked without paying attention. I felt something on my ankle and I fell forward. My stomach impacted the floor the hardest, knocking the air out of me.

Voices rung in the room, laughing at me and making fun of me. Mocking me and calling me stupid and clumsy. I looked up and growled at the laughing faces all around me before feeling a force lift me off the floor and back to my feet.

I was a bit unbalanced but I was held upright by this force. I looked up into those signature brown eyes. My heart raced, which in sure he was well aware of since it was probably loud as all hell.

"Are you alright?" He inquired as he dusted off the front of my shirt, brushing against my breasts a few times.

"I'm okay. Thanks." I nodded.

He kissed me, causing the class to become quiet, before sitting next to me at my lonely table. He just left in the middle of a conversation with someone else to cone and sit with me.

I don't know if that's rude or cute. It's kinda both.

Our new teacher came in. It was a woman with dark hair and a professional yet casual look. Her heals cracked on the floor as she made her way to the teacher desk to face us with a smile.

"Good afternoon. My name is Ms. (T/N)."

Can't think of a name 😂

She started by having each of us intro dice ourselves so she could learn our names. She was nice and she didn't give us homework. Less to do when I get home. When the class ended, I went to my locker to get my things song could make my way home. As I was walking towards the exit, three people replaced the empty spaces at my sides.

My boyfriend, my best friend, and her boyfriend. Everything was perfect. Namjoon took my hand as we walked. We all arrived at my house, making my dad angry. He kept glaring at Namjoon as he smiled at me and kissed me every now and then.

Mom had to drag him out of the room so I could do my own thing.

I couldn't have asked for a better day.

Aaaaaaannnnnd.....

That is all!!!!

This is likely the last chapter because I cannot think of anything else. At least it's a happy ending so I hope this is satisfying enough for an ending.

I have another book I'd love for feedback for.

Love Heptagon (BTS Scandal)

I hope you enjoyed this but sadly it must come to an end.

Bye bye 👋