~Mark~"Okay Mark, first day of grade 12. Don't be a fuck up" I mentally prepared myself as I parked my car in the student parking lot and headed inside to meet Felix Bob and Wade.
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I close my locker once I grab the necessary books for my next class and head down the hall to English with Felix.
I take my seat after I fist bump a few guys I know from the football team. Pretty normal morning so far, boring teacher teaching a boring lesson that nobody but the smart kids are paying attention to, girls staring at me twirling a thin piece of hair around their finger while batting their eyelashes.
Don't get me wrong, girls are nice and all, and I have dated a few but never really felt anything... Magical? I don't know what it is but I push those thoughts aside when the door slowly opens to reveal a boy that looks very emo but I ain't judging. He walks in with his head down and hood over his head showing a little tuff of green and hands shoved into his pockets.
He hands the teacher a late slip.
"Ah, you must be Sean, right?" She asked.
"It's Jack" he said ever so quietly.
She nodded.
"Everyone this is Jack, he is an exchange student from Ireland and will be staying with us for the rest of the year,"
The class just stared at him, some kids whispering here and there but he still kept his head down and avoided eye contact with anyone.
"You can go have a seat beside Fischbach over there, Mark raise your hand" said the teacher.
I raise my hand and he quickly took his seat.
I can see him much better now. His small frame fitted with ripped black skinny jeans and a black t-shirt and a black hoodie over top. His sea blue eyes avoiding everything but his phone screen.
He pulled out his earbuds, put them in and started playing music. Probably to cancel out the teachers voice, and started bouncing his leg as he did so. Why?
I don't want to be creepy but I can't help but stare at him.
Why was he so quiet? Why does he look so sad? Why does he look so anxious?
Why does he look so cute?
Wait, what?
*Ring!*
The bell rang and he got up ever so quickly and was the first person out the door. I was so confused.
This is gonna be a long week.
A/n: hope you liked it so far!
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PTSD- Hold on Jack (septiplier) ~ DISCONTINUED ~
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