Youtube University~ An alarming_elayne Original

Chapter 7: First Day Part 5

Let's get back into it boys

This Chapter Will Focus On Ben/Crainer and Jimmy/Mr. Beast

Ben caught up to me in the hall as I was heading to Challenges. "Hi Y/N!" He called, panting slightly as he approached me.

I turned back and grinned. "Hi Ben! Ready for class?"

He nodded, tousling his curly hair. "I'm really excited for challenges!" He smiled warmly, his eyes glittering.

I voiced my agreement as we reached the classroom. The inside of the classroom was fairly normal, except for the fire decals plastered all over the walls.

"I think we can tell who our teacher is," Ben whispered, and I laughed.

Seats in this class were assigned, and Ben and I were lucky enough to be seated next to each other. We took our seats and waited for the class to start. By the time the bell rang, most of the seats were filled. One of the empty desks was right on the other side of me. I glanced over to see the tag on the desk: Jimmy Donaldson.

"Hmm." I wondered aloud. "I wonder who that is?"

The back door swung open and our teacher walked in. "Hello guys and welcome to your Challenges class," he said, grinning. "You may know me as PrestonPlayz, but you can just call me Preston."

Everyone in the class nodded, listening eagerly.

Preston started to speak about the class, but he was soon cut off. The classroom door banged open, and a group of four boys ran in. One of them seemed to be the leader, and he wore a straw hat.

"What's up Challenges class?!" He yelled, grinning. The class started clapping and whispering.

"Who the heck are they?" I whispered to Ben.

"That's Mr. Beast!" He responded, eyes wide. "The guys with him are Chris, Chandler and Karl. Have you seriously not heard of them before?"

I shook my head. "I've heard the name before, but never watched the channel."

Preston sighed. "Cmon guys, sit down." He said. "Seats are assigned, by the way."

The boys milled around, looking for his seats. Mr. Beast walked up to the desk next to mine and slipped into the seat.

"C/N?" He asked, glancing at the tag on my desk, before looking towards me.

I nodded. "Mr. Beast?"

He smirked, nodding. "Call me Jimmy," he stated, extending his hand.

I shrugged and shook his hand. "Only if you call me Y/N."

He nodded. "Y/N it is." He let go of my hand, and I noticed he slipped a folded-up 100$ bill into my hand.

I shook my head and dropped the bill on his desk. "Keep it."

Jimmy shook his head and unfolded the bill before sliding it over to me. Scrawled across the piece of paper was a series of numbers.

I scoffed. "Did you seriously write your phone number on a 100 dollar bill?"

He laughed slightly. "Maybe," he shrugged, winking. "Guess you'll just have to text it to see if it's mine, won't ya?"

I laughed, finally resorting to slipping the bill into my pocket. "Maybe I will."

At the front of the classroom, Preston had resumed talking. I focused on him, listening to his words. Through the whole class, I noticed Jimmy was staring at me with a smirk on his face. He wasn't shy about it either. Every time I caught him, he'd just wink at me and not look away. I do not understand how that boy was able to maintain eye contact like that.