Teach Me ( Marilyn Manson X Reader Fanfiction )

Samantha

Mr. Warner began passing out paper and each person he passed, every row he got to made you feel so excited and a bit nauseous. He finally got your row and went down. You were the last person and when he did get to you, both of your eyes met. He had wore his colored contacts just like you, and smiled at you . You grabbed the paper and saw he went up to the board. The following questions were , 1) your name, 2) fav movie, 3) music, 4) what do you like to do in your free time "Alright class answer the following questions and after you're done feel free to ask anything you'd like to know about me. One last thing, you're free to listen to your iPod or be on your phone." Within five minutes most of the class was finished. Everyone went up to his desk and placed it on top. Only one other person wasn't finished besides you and you saw him walk up to turn it in. 'Okay I can do this...' You thought to yourself. You stood up feeling like there was a thousand butterflies in your stomach. Everyone minded their own business while you got to his desk. You placed it on top of his desk while not making eye contact. "You are?" "____." "I'm going to take a wild guess and say that you know who I am?" You nodded yes and couldn't help but blush and stay silent. "Uh....I'm just gonna go back to my desk...and yeah..." You smiled and walked back cursing yourself mentally. The bell rang about twenty minutes later and everyone rushed out. It was time for lunch and then you'd head back to class for a few hours more and school will end. You picked up your bag and walked. "Hold on, ___." 'Oh my fuck he said my name! Okay this isn't the time to fangirl..' "Yes?" "I just wanted to greet you formally is all." He reached out his hand and you shaked it. "So I see you have a Lavey shirt." "Um yeah. I follow his teachings and such." "That's cool. You know ___, I just wanted to ask you something?" Your mind went all over the place thinking what the hell he'd say. "Don't be late to class okay?" You nodded yes and slowly walked out. "Oh and ___.." Before walking out you turned to face him and he winked at you. You immediately blushed and rushed out the door for lunch. 'What the fuck Brian! Are you trying to me want to shove you against the wall and want to-' Your head hit straight into someone's locker. You fell back feeling your head in pain. It was your bully, Samantha. She slammed the locker and laughed at you. "Aww look at the freak. Did you hit your head on the locker? Oh you poor thing! All you need to do is get hit again, or end your life!" She and her best friend laughed. You got up ignoring her and went outside to lunch. You never ate the food in the cafeteria because you thought is was disgusting so you brought your own. Outside the cafeteria were a few tables and in the corner against the wall is where you sat on the floor. You brought yourself a PB & J sandwich with a monster. During that time you drew in your notebook. You heard people chattering more than usual. Then you heard it. "Oh my God ! You're Marilyn Manson right ?" You looked up to see your bully. She and and a couple of her friends were talking to him, and boy that got you mad.

*le time skip*

You finally were home surfing the web. You had an anonymous blog where you posted about your daily life. Nothing to in depth of your life so no one would notice it's you of course. 'Today turned out to be a wonderful day getting a new teacher or my idol that is. Stupid people acting like they know or like him just to get famous. Stupid whores.' You closed your laptop and went to bed.