Plot: James, also known as Wag, is a senior in high school who is often bullied by his classmates for being gay. Mr. Maron is his history teacher who helps and supports him. But what happens when James gets called to stay after class by him?

James POV:

I hear the quiet sound of a paper ball thrown in my direction. I already know what will be written on it. The many, many mean and rude words of my class of bullies. All because of the fact I'm gay. I never chose to be this way, I just had it in me!

My phone buzzes silently in my pocket. I quickly slip it under my desk. My best friend from back home, Tom, tells me that he needs to talk to me when I get home. With him being in England and I moved to America, we never get to talk much anymore.

I slip my phone into my backpack. Mr. Maron, my history teacher and the only person who helps me with my problems, notices me. "Mr. Hayes what are you doing?" I freeze and all eyes are on me.

"Grabbing my pen that fell in my backpack," I say quietly. Mr. Maron sighs and turns back to his PowerPoint on the laptop.

"Stay after class so we can discuss this." I sigh. It's not a sigh of anger but a sigh of relief. I really don't mind missing PE. I'm good at it but I just hate it in general.

"Deep voice is in trouble!" A random kid shouts. All the other kids laugh and snicker. My face is hidden behind my hands. This always happens and I hate it. I just want high school to be over.

"Josh, go to the office now." Mr. Maron says sternly. Everyone else becomes quiet right away as you hear the tap of his shoes. He opens and closes the door. Luckily right after the bell rings and everyone else leaves. I lift my head up and notice I'm the last one in the room. Mr. Maron looks at me.

I walk over to his desk and unlock my phone. I show him the message and he smiles. Hey mate. I need to talk to you when you get home. Hope everything goes well today "I'll let it slide since I don't mind Tom. He's a cool guy. Still you will be staying here for the rest of the hour."

"Thank you!" I shout and sit on a desk in the front. He laughs and smiles. "I just can't deal with these people anymore." Jordan hugs me and runs his hand through his jet black hair in a quiff.

"To make you feel any better I am actually gay too." My face lights up in surprise and happiness. I'm actually not alone in this big world of people. "Besides, some guy has to like you! You are pretty good looking if I do say so myself." I blush and he laughs.

"Thanks. But I have never had a boyfriend before. I had a girlfriend once but that was a long time ago." He raises his eyebrows. "Yeah I know. Shocking."

"How! You're an awesome guy and you could probably pick up a guy like that." He snaps and I laugh at him. People of my generation tend to be more homophobic. That's why I am always bullied and treated like I am some alien from a planet of liking guys. It's not fun.

"You haven't met people of my generation then Flirty McGee. I would rather live in the Arctic then stay in high school."

"Flirty McGee?"

"You keep throwing these nice compliments at me and it sounds like you are trying to flirt. I don't know, it's just weird because you are my teacher and stuff."

"Sorry but someone has to say it."

"It's ok. I mean I know I would date someone like what I've seen of you. Probably not you though cause you are probably in your 30's or something like that." Suddenly Jordan starts laughing. A lot. I look over at him slightly confused on why he is laughing.

"James, I am no where near being 30. I'm 23." Well that is completely unexpected. I look at him again. His black hair shines as the light reflects against it. He has deep chocolate brown eyes filled with caring and surprise. Also you can see a bit of muscle under his shirt.

"Jordan may I do something?" I ask. I only call him by his real name if I want something. Jordan looks at me at first then hesitantly nods. I hug him tight and he hugs me back. The main reason I did this was to see if he had abs. He does a bit. Also I quickly kiss his cheek then back away.

He looks at me blushing a lot with his hand on his cheek. I quickly go to my desk and grab my stuff. I still can't believe I just did that. Everything is in my backpack and packed up. I turn back around to ask Mr. Maron for a pass only to find him standing right behind me and kissing me as I turn around. I kiss him right away as I realize what is happening. Wait... this is weird, he's my teacher after all. But it's so nice and feels so right. I hold myself up with my hands on the desk as I slip my backpack off my back, relieving me from the weight holding me down. My arms slip around his waist, holding him closer. One of his hands are on my cheek while the other is around my neck.

Suddenly the backpack slips off my desk with a loud thump. We jump apart, luckily right on time. As I sit down in my desk I see my PE teacher, Mrs. Nett (I know, such an ironic name for the PE and health class teacher), walk in the door. She is very strict and doesn't really like me since she knows I can do everything, but I just am lazy.

"Mr. Maron can you explain why James is in here with you while he is supposed to be in my class," Mrs. Nett says annoyed. I look down to avoid either of their looks.

"Well, Mr. Hayes here had used his phone in my class. He is getting the punishment he deserves for this." Jordan says calmly. I hide my face from getting red. She puffs out in frustration and turns to me.

"James, don't do that again. Next time you also need to be here for my class and not slack off. Do you understand?"

"Yes ma'am," I mutter. Mrs. Nett turns back around and shuts the door once again. I turn back to Jordan with his face also bright red like mine.

"Punishment? How is this a punishment!" I half shout. He puts a finger on my lips and I stop talking. Then he replaces his finger with a long, lingering kiss.

"Because once you leave for your next class you will be wanting to run back for more." He smirks with a playful tone in his eyes.

"I already am Mr. Maron." I say quietly. He looks at me with an evil smile on his face. I stand up right away and passionately kiss him straight away. We kiss like this for a while then he starts attacking my neck and face with little quick small kisses. I laugh slightly and let him do it. He goes in for one more longer and final kiss then steps away. I look at him sad and he laughs.

"How about I make a deal with you. Every day after school you can come to my class. I can help guide you with what to do with a boyfriend, or me in this case. You can just tell your parents I am tutoring you. Just think of this as... love lessons." I raise my eyebrow and give it a thought. I get to spend about an hour and a half each day just with Jordan to help with what to do.

"Deal. Also your first lesson starts once the bell rings." I smirks and he smirks back. I kiss his cheek and go back to my normal blushing self again. The bell loudly rings and I look over to him.

"So, how about that first lesson then?"

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I have read too many Jacksepticeye and Markiplier fanfics lately. Like the kinds where one of them is the teacher and the reader is the student. Also just mainly Jack and Mark and Mianite in general. I might need help soon if I can't stop reading fanfics XD.

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