TRIGGER WARNING: self harm, suicide, abuse, rape & anything do to with those subjects...
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Mr Dawson is a new English teacher at your school and everyone finds him hella attractive, including you, things go well until he finds you on the edge of a b...
*your pov* I started getting dressed for school putting on my fish net tights, a stripy long sleeve shirt with a black graphic tee over top and my doc martens.
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i made sure to pull down my sleeves all the way to hide my fresh cuts so my teachers at school wouldn't question me again...
i sat down on my bed waiting for my best friend, zoey, to pick me up.
"y/n your friend is here!" my mom shouted before zoey started honking the car horn.
i grabbed my duffle bag and ran down stairs kissing my mom goodbye not knowing if she'd be home late.
"get in loser we're going to hell" zoey joked rolling down the window.
i rolled my eyes sarcastically at her and got into the car then fastened my seat belt.
"so have you heard?" zoey asked starting the engine.
"have you forgotten i'm antisocial or something?" i answered laughing at her.
she grinned and let out a giggle before replying...
"we have a new english teacher this semester" zoey said glancing at me then back at the road.
"ugh great i bet he's just spiffy" I answered clearly annoyed.
the last english teacher we had was horrible, he was like the weird uncle you only see at thanks giving.
we arrived at school and I hopped out the car sluggishly walking towards the gates debating to ditch and go mcdonald's instead.
my first lesson was geography, which I hated and wanted to die the whole way through class, it was pretty boring for the most of it and I couldn't wait to leave.
after geography I was walking down the halls and saw the senior that made my life practically fucking miserable starring at me.
i looked down and played with my sleeves, he gave me the creeps, then carried on walking to my next class.
i saw zoey stood outside the english room waiting to go inside so I tapped her on the shoulder making her jump.
"oh my god don't do that!" she screamed.
I laughed and leant against the wall waiting for this new teacher to let us in.
