Chapter 5: The Wrong Kind of Date

//Warning, reference to sexual content(?) later in this chapter. Not sure if it's an extreme warning because there's really not that much detail so...continue??//


A little over a month had passed and everything was almost normal. The science teacher had suddenly disappeared and the principal had to continuously have a substitute for the students there. The janitor was constantly avoiding people and took a lot of days off at a time. It was concerning. Hopefully nothing bad was going on.


It was near the end of October. The school was setting up for a Halloween dance where everyone could dress up and party. But that would only start when Halloween came of course.


Baldi, as usual, packed up his things after finishing the students' homework with still no teacher assistant to help. He didn't mind. The children were enjoying his class like they'd always had and almost all of them were passing.


He didn't care if they got a few questions wrong because everyone's human and we all make mistakes. Of course, he had gotten mad at those who didn't care and purposely got problems wrong. Still, he had only brought out his ruler a few times which was a record. It usually came out every other day on those ones.


Baldi closed the door to his classroom and bumped into the principal.


"Oh, h-hey babe." Baldi said, turning around sharing a small kiss with him. "How was your day?" The principal blushed lightly before responding.


"I-its was good. I had a question..." The principal said.


"Hm?"


"Do you wanna...go on a date with me? This Friday night at 5:00?" The principal asked, blushing. The bald teacher smiled excitedly.


"Yes of course I do!" Baldi exclaimed, and hugged the principal. "I mean...yeah." He said, letting go realizing how overexcited that looked. The principal quietly laughed.


"You're so cute. I love you." He said. "Friday then?"


"Yeah that would be great. Where do we meet?" Baldi asked.


"I could pick you up at your place...." The principal suggested, at which Baldi nodded. "Mind telling me where?"


"Oh! Sure here." Quickly, the math teacher pulled out a blank paper and pen from his bag and began to write the street, then his apartment's letter, and then the number. "Call me if this isn't enough."


"Alright." With that, Baldi and the principal parted with that date in their minds.


Baldi could hardly wait by the time Friday came around. He hadn't had a date with someone in years and this one felt special. His last date was with a woman that ended up cheating on him a few years back all because he didn't have hair.


The bald man put on something a little more formal and reapplied his lipstick. After doing this, he grabbed his bag and left the apartment; making sure to lock the door as usual.


The principal was already there by the time he was out. It was a relief that he was able to find the apartment. After taking a flight of stairs, he made it to the principal's car.


"So this is where you live?" The principal asked as Baldi got into the car.


"I know, it's not much but—"


"I don't care what it looks like. I'm just glad you're living somewhere decent besides an abandoned house." The principal joked. Both shared a small laugh. "So I wanted to take you out for sushi. Does that sound ok?"


"Sushi sounds great." Baldi said, at which the principal started his car and headed for the designated destination.


Once they arrived, they were given a seat immediately and began to order. Baldi ordered one roll and a bowl of miso soup. The principal ordered two rolls and a bottle of Sake to share.


"So how has everything been for you?" The principal asked while they waited for their food.


"Well, its better now that we're together." Baldi said. "How about you? And what about your daughter?"


"Well I'm happy. I've never had someone like you." The principal said, smiling. "Also, playtime is having a sleepover with friends for the weekend since I said I was  going to be away. I didn't think she knew but, she already knew we were together."


"Oh really?" Baldi inquired. "I guess if we really are together, then people will have to know...r-right?"


"You're right."


"But I'm still concerned about—" The bald teacher cut himself off when the waiter came by with the Sake, empty glasses, and two glasses of water. Both thanked the waiter before the teacher continued. "A-about the science teacher."


"...I'm not sure what to say about that." Was all the principal said. There was a small, awkward pause. "...D-do you want some?" The principal asked, taking the bottle of Sake into his hands.


"Sure. I might as well." Baldi said, before taking a glass and allowing the principal to pour the alcohol into the container. What a mistake that was.


Their food was served after a few swigs of the beverage and they ate. To Baldi, it had always been strange eating in front of someone, so this was just a little awkward. But they ate anyways, taking drinks from both the water and Sake.


By the time Baldi was finished, they both had small conversations about school, trying to forget about what weird experiences they'd had.


But the principal noticed something. Baldi was getting drunk.


"How about I pay the check and I take you home?" The principal asked. Baldi nodded his head.


"Yeah. Because you're a good-good Kenny." Baldi proceeded to pat the principal's head clumsily, accidentally hitting his forehead a few times. The math teacher then giggled. He really couldn't handle his alcohol, could he?


The principal laughed a little as well and proceeded to pay the bill. After the bill was paid, he helped Baldi up and walked him out the door.


"I want to go your house." The bald man muttered, stumbling over to his boyfriend's car. "Now."


"A-are you sure? You're really drunk." The principal protested, keeping the teacher steady.


"I said now, Kennith." Baldi slurred out. The principal sighed and decided it would be ok. He'd take him back to his apartment in the morning if he had to.


On the drive there, Baldi felt his vision go foggy, and everything blacked out.


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The morning sun shown through the windows, creating a warm glow in the room. Baldi started to wake up, groaning at the light that hit him directly in the eyes. He felt groggy as if he'd been hit by a bus.


He stretched and yawned for a minute before opening his eyes fully to be greeted to a different room and him laying in a different bed.


"What the hell..." He rubbed his eyes to make sure it was no hallucination, but it was still there. He proceeded to remove the covers of the foreign bed off of him only to realize he was naked. "What the fuck..."


He covered himself back up, looking around. A desk, closet, a nightstand, the principal's and his clothes from the night before laying on the carpet. Baldi stared in disbelief, no longer feeling out of sorts.


"K-Kennith?" The math teacher called, wide eyed. No answer. "K-KENNITH!?" He shouted this time, hearing rustling somewhere close. He then heard footsteps going up what sounded to be stairs. The door opened and he was greeted with his boyfriend.


"...G-Good morning. How'd you sleep?" The principal asked, still dressed in some pajamas.


"I-I..." Baldi was at a loss for words. They couldn't have, could they? "I don't remember?"


"I figured." The principal sighed, looking away. "I put fresh clothes on the side of the bed. It should fit you. C-Come down when your ready." He then left with the door still open. Baldi could only sit there.


After a moment, he recollected himself and looked to where the spare clothes were. He reached for them. A t-shirt, some sweatpants, and some socks.


He got up from the bed, covering himself, and went over to the clothes on the floor. At least his boxers were still good. He put those on and then the set of clothes the principal gave him. They were a little baggy, but he didn't mind.


Hesitantly, Baldi walked down a set of stairs to find a living room and kitchen. He smelled something good and noticed the principal making pancakes in the kitchen.


"I hope pancakes are okay." The principal said, spotting Baldi. He flipped another finished pancake onto a nearby plate. Baldi made his way to a small bar attached to the kitchen and sat down.


"I-I guess." The bald teacher replied, feeling strange. The principal finished the last pancake and went over to sit with Baldi with a plate in each hand.


"How are you feeling?" The principal asked, sitting down and placing a plate in front of the teacher. Baldi couldn't look at him, realizing now what this all meant.


"I don't know. I'm just hungry right now." Baldi said. He saw a fork on the plate and grabbed it. He then poked at the fluffy, perfectly cooked pancake. "Did you make these yourself?"


"Yes." The principal answered, nodding. "Being a single dad teaches you a few things." At this, the principal cut off a piece of his breakfast and ate it. Baldi did the same.


It tasted wonderful. Perfect in every bite. He wanted more but...


"Kennith?" Baldi looked to his boyfriend. He didn't want to ask. But if he didn't, how would he know? "Can I ask you something?"


"Y-yeah?" The principal said. His expression changed to nervousness.


"Did....did we...." It was so hard. But he had to. "...did we have sex last night...?" He said it quietly. The principal only stared. He knew it was coming. He just hoped it wouldn't have taken him back like it did.


"We..." The principal was at a loss for words but knew the exact answer to the question.


"D-Did we or not?" Baldi questioned, not looking at his boss.


"...we did..." The principal said, trying his hardest to keep a monotone voice amidst his ever growing fear.


Baldi's heart stopped. He dropped his fork, letting it clatter onto the plate. Without hesitation, he left to go get his clothes. He wanted to leave.


"B-Baldimore..." The principal called, reaching his hand out to the teacher. Baldi came back after a minute with his clothes folded in his arms and his bag at his side.


"Take me home, please." The teacher  said. He looked as if he were about to cry.


"No, Baldi please." The principal tried.


"Just. Take. Me. Home." Baldi didn't even look at the principal. But the principal knew well enough not to test him.


He went to go grab his car keys and allowed the bald teacher out to his car. They both drove in silence.


They arrived within a few short minutes, and the principal turned to a teary-eyed Baldi.


"I'm sorry B—"


"I WAS A VIRGIN KENNITH." The teacher screamed at him, tears beginning to fall. "A FUCKING VIRGIN. AND I WANTED TO KEEP IT THAT WAY."


"I—"


"JUST LEAVE ME ALØNE." At this, Baldi opened the car door. It was starting to rain outside but he didn't care. He slammed the car door shut and left to his apartment.


Tears spilled from the bald teacher's eyes as he opened the door grievously. He then slammed it when inside, locking it.


Baldi dropped everything on the floor and made his way to his bed. He dove into the covers, allowing his heartbroken tears to flow.


Never had he felt so dirty.














Hey, author here.
How interesting this has gotten. I'm surprised I've even made it this far with this story. Thanks for 700+ views!


Also, the cover has been updated. I wanted to change it just so it had something different. Hopefully it's okay!


I promise more updates will be coming soon. They'll just be slow.


//Bye for now.//

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